Slag Girl Illustrated Book

In fact, no one can do without anyone, time will dilute all sad emotions.

"he's gone?"

After Wen Queyi was busy downstairs, he came up and sat down opposite Ruan Xihe.

"Well, let's go."

"If you are not happy, you can tell me." Wenqueyi was afraid that Ruan Xihe was sad.

"I'm not upset." It's really not sad, she is no longer a girl who would be sad after breaking up.

"It's okay. By the way, are you going to be an exchange student here for a year and return to the Shanghai stock market?" Wen Queyi remembered that she had mentioned it before, but she was not sure, so she was ready to ask again.

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"I opened my largest branch to the Shanghai stock market in the second half of last year." Her words sounded fine.

"Go back with you." Wen Queyi looked at Ruan Xihe and said.

"good."

Ruan Xihe is now considering whether to relax first or to attack the six-star target first.

We can't stay in the Shenzhen market anymore. The circle is too small. It's easy for everyone to get together and get to know too much.

Many people come to make trouble.

Six-star she needs to plan slowly, but in fact, she doesn't need to be too eager.

"What are your plans next?" Wen Queyi asked.

"No plan, take one step at a time."

She really didn't have a plan, and she didn't need to plan anything. The money can't be used up, the houses can't be used, and the shops and the like are all based on the street.

She also has an industry under her name. Luguang is now well-known throughout the country. Renowned rich women are looking for Luguang in divorce lawsuits.

The deep sea mermaid is also on fire.

Ruan Xihe's enthusiasm in the stock market is growing, and he has also sold shares of some companies before, and those who add up to each year have to pay more or less 10 million in dividends, so there is really no shortage of money.

"Don't like this coffee?"

Wen Cheyi noticed that she didn't move much.

"Something lighter." Ruan Xihe really didn't want to drink coffee today.

"I brought a batch of tea here some time ago, try it?" Wen Queyi suggested.

"OK."

When Wenqueyi took it over and opened the lid, she could smell the fragrance.

"This is Jiangshan green peony." Ruan Xi and Aicha, there are so many varieties of green tea, and she can tell what variety it is just by smelling it.

"Yes, Jiangshan green peony, a special gift before Ming Dynasty." Wen Queyi had bought a lot of tea for Ruan Xihe, knowing that she was very picky about tea, unless the circumstances were special, she would only drink the tea before Ming Dynasty instead of drinking it. After Ming.

The ones that were found were all first-class, and the next ones were not imported.

"Why did you make this kind of tea?" Ruan Xihe talked and fiddled with tea sets. She loves tea, and her tea-making craftsmanship will naturally not be bad.

"Last time you said that this tea tastes good, I asked someone to buy it." Wen Queyi was really very concerned about Ruan Xihe.

There is a big TV on the second floor, which may have been tuned by some customer to watch the broadcast of international game events. This is a good result.

Ruan Xihe also didn't consciously look at it.

The high-spirited teenager stood in the championship with a trophy with a cold expression on his face.