Chapter 1921

Yang Junkun looked at Song Fei with a touch of sarcasm. He despised Song Fei more and more. In order to maintain his face in front of the wind chime, this guy dared to boast that it was easy to make money? It's easy. You still run a grocery store?

For Yang Junkun's question, Song Fei said with a smile: "it's really easy. It's really easy for me to want money."

Yang Junkun said, "I don't know how to use a simple method. Can you teach my brother so that I can learn it."

Dress, continue to dress me, see me peel off your coat step by step, and let the wind chime see your true nature.

Compared with a small guy who runs a grocery store, Yang Junkun really has too much sense of superiority. In his opinion, if it weren't for the existence of wind chimes, he wouldn't even have the chance to see himself.

Song Fei said with a faint smile, "you can't learn the money making method I think of now."

The sneer in Yang Junkun's heart was even worse, but the smile on his face became more brilliant. He felt that Song Fei had been forced into a dead corner. In a moment, he could eat his own fruit and let the wind chime see that he was just a boastful young man.

Yang Junkun said: "brother, I've been in the market for many years. I still have this confidence. As long as brother Song Fei can do it, I don't believe I can't learn. I don't know how long you want to earn and how much you want to earn. Of course, if you take a bowl to beg outside, I really can't learn."

Song Fei said, "just set a small goal and earn 100 million according to what you said."

"Oh!" Yang Junkun said with a happy smile, "I don't know how long the time will be? Fifty years or a hundred years."

Song Fei said, "five minutes."

"Ha ha!" Yang Junkun finally couldn't help laughing. "You shouldn't have taken out a stack of Ming coins directly. I really haven't entered the grocery store. I didn't know you still have Ming coins in your store."

Song Fei said with a faint smile, "I said, you can't learn my method."

Yang Junkun said, "then let me wait and see how you can make 100 million in five minutes."

Song Fei smiled, then turned his eyes to the wind chime and said with a smile, "Xiao jiu'er, give me a hundred million."

what? Yang Junkun thought he heard wrong. Is this guy so shameless? I wanted to peel off his coat and let Fengling see what kind of person he was, but I didn't expect that he destroyed himself more thoroughly and became a soft eater directly. You know, Fengling has a high vision and ordinary people can't get into his eyes at all. During a chat with Fengling, Yang Junkun heard Fengling say that he likes great heroes and Dragons among people.

Now is the era of peace. Naturally, there will be no great heroes. Then the dragon among the people behind us can only meet the requirements of our own kind. Originally, he thought that the wind chime was cheated by Song Fei, but he didn't expect to speak a few words, so he beat the boy back to his original shape and asked him to expose his lazy side in front of the wind chime.

Yang Junkun laughed three times in his heart and said secretly that he really sent him to the door to die.

Yang Junkun threw his smile at the wind chime and said with a smile, "Xiao jiu'er, what do you think?"

There was no expected disappointment on Fengling's face. Instead, he didn't know where to take out a checkbook and "brush" it on the check. Then he tore off the check and handed it to Song Fei. He smiled and said, "promise, one hundred million is enough? Do you want me to add another zero."

Yang Junkun is completely stupid. The bodyguards behind him are stunned. They see a lot of people who eat soft food. When they eat soft food, the other party is still so beautiful. They see it for the first time.

Song Fei put away the check, shook it in front of Yang Junkun and said with a smile, "you see, it's easy to make money. Just have a good friend."

Calm down, you must calm down. You can't lose your demeanor in front of the wind bell. Yang Junkun took a deep breath and warned himself.

Yang Junkun continued to keep a bright smile, but now his smiling face changed. However, Yang Junkun thought he was still elegant. He said to the wind chime: "Xiao jiu'er, although you have a good deposit, it is also earned through hard work. How can you give it out casually? Alas, you are still too young."

In the end, Yang Junkun has a feeling that iron is not steel.

The wind chime tilted his head and said with a smile, "I think it's very good. If he wants, I think he's willing to give him all the money."

Yang Junkun seemed to see a scene in which an ignorant little girl was deceived. This little girl was the one he regarded as forbidden, and what the little girl liked was the little person he despised at all.

No, you must be calm, otherwise it will only backfire.

It has to be said that Yang Junkun is still very capable in the senior management of the company for a long time. If he was an ordinary dandy, he would have slapped the table and dropped the chair. However, Yang Junkun can still keep calm, continue to smile and say with a smile: "Xiao Jiu, I don't know if you know. Brother Song Fei has been married."

This is Yang Junkun's Last Assassin's mace. He believes that as long as he uses this Assassin's mace, he will let the wind chime see what kind of person Song Fei is. Modern girls, especially those with status, can allow the beloved man to be half hearted.

Yang Junkun stopped talking after saying that. He believed that it would take some time for Fengling to digest the news. If she was really interested in this mole like boy, then she was likely to cry bitterly. In this way, she could comfort her, take advantage of the emptiness and get the beauty's heart.

But unexpectedly, the wind chime didn't think about it, so he smiled and said, "I know."

Yang Junkun's expression was fixed and said with a gloomy face, "Xiao Jiu, what I said is true."

The wind chime said with a smile, "what I said is also true. His wife is sitting opposite me, which is my sister Xiaoru." after saying that, the wind chime went to pull Qin Xiaoru's hand, holding her hand in both hands, shaking it gently, like a good friend and good friend, and coquettishly said to Qin Xiaoru, "sister Xiaoru, come and hug!"

Yang Junkun felt that his brain was completely inadequate. After repeatedly telling himself to calm down, Yang Junkun said in a very serious tone: "Xiao Jiu, listen to my friend. Everyone has a wife. If you continue to associate with him, it will not only affect your image, but also your life. If you're not polite, brother Song Fei is good, but he still doesn't deserve you, and after all, he has a family."

When talking about this, he envied Song Fei. He didn't know what means the boy at the bottom used and what ecstatic soup he poured, so that the beauty that the Chinese Elite children couldn't pursue could directly throw himself into his arms.

Anyway, Yang Junkun can't figure it out. In his opinion, it's just a flower inserted in cow dung.