Chapter 652

Yang Haitao clasped her hand: "fortunately, Huang Jianjun's communication ability is better than me. I let him go to some wine company parties. After all, I'm a target person. I'll try my best to go to those occasions."

Song Xuan looked at him angrily: "you don't want to go to the liquor bureau because of your own health, OK?"

Yang Haitao thought of what and said: "I think you still lack a person here."

"What?"

"You still need an assistant. I'll take care of it, so you don't have to worry about it."

Song Xuan was also very happy: "good."

Yang Haitao's selection criteria are: women, boxing and footwork should be good. After being introduced, he found a national women's Wushu champion with a height of 173.

Gao Yun, 21 years old, is valiant and valiant, with first-class boxing and footwork.

Yang Haitao was quite satisfied and gave her the first task to enter the company: "to learn how to drive."

Song Xuan is also very satisfied with Gao Yun. The girl's eyes are firm but not fierce. She doesn't talk much. She does what she is asked to do. Her hands and feet are very neat. She feels comfortable to use it.

That night, at the dinner table, song Xuan looked at Yang Haitao and said, "Gao Yun is good. You are careful."

Yang Haitao laughs: "you like it."

It was Lang Youqing, my concubine's intention. The early autumn rain also became lingering.

Song ran Meng patted the table and was surprised to see song Xuan: "you girl, eat as soon as you eat. What table do you want to shoot?"

Song ran looked at her wrongly: "can you pay attention? My home scenery is far away in the northwest, do you think about my mood

Song Xuan raised her eyebrows: "what? Considering your mood, can't I talk to Yang Haitao? "

Song ran was wronged: "if you want to talk about it, go to his room and talk about it. I can't help thinking about my soldier brother when you have realized communication."

Song Xuan shakes her head: "you girl, you are really open-minded."

"They are all from my own family. I have nothing to avoid."

Yang Haitao nodded frequently: "that is, they are all from their own families. They don't have to see others. They can say what their sister-in-law wants to say."

My God, I can finally call my sister-in-law a fair name.

Song Xuan kicked him under the table, and then another one didn't keep the door open. She was really tired.

She looked up at Song ran: "when will your brother come back?"

Song ran said listlessly, "don't ask me. I don't know about this kind of thing. It's about military secrets. He won't tell me in detail."

Poor child.

After dinner, in order not to stimulate song ran, song Xuan really runs to Yang Haitao's house. Song ran looks at her sister's back and forgets her sister.

Well, you always have your own fallacies.

Song Ran is sitting on the sofa. Wu Ma comes over with a cashmere blanket: "it's not so warm. Xiao ran, spread the blanket."

Song ran got up and helped Wu Ma to lay down the cashmere blanket, and then sat down with her: "let's watch TV."

Wu Ma picked up the cashmere bag and the long silver needle on the low table: "I'll give you and your sister two cashmere sweaters. It's a nice color. It's off white. I'll knit you a high collar. It looks like a glutinous rice ball. It must be very beautiful."

Song ran suddenly came to the spirit: "Wu Ma, or You teach me how to knit

Wu Ma chuckled: "OK, little ancestor, don't make trouble and watch your TV."

Song ran stretched out his hand and said, "teach me. I want to knit a sweater for my Jingxing by myself."