The master of the reborn business girl

Chapter 373 Boss Le's Guest

Mencius Heng, who was ridiculed, felt his ears turned red, and he also felt that he had made a fuss just now, not to mention that this is not ancient times, there are not so many red tapes, even if they are all boys, it is common for them to take a bath together shirtless.

My own reaction, on the contrary, is that there is no silver 300 taels here.

Touching his nose in embarrassment, he glanced at Song Ye's hand holding the pen from the corner of his eye. Mencius asked suddenly, "Have you ever studied calligraphy?" You can see the clues in your posture.

"Well, a little bit." Song Ye nodded. He had dabbled in all walks of life in his previous life, especially in handwriting, but the utilitarianism was too strong, and he couldn't compare with people like Meng Ziheng.

Meng Ziheng felt that she was being modest, "Before you introduced yourself in class, I saw your writing on the blackboard, and it was very artistic. If possible, I would like to ask you to write a few words for me on this painting. It’s what we did together.”

Song Ye saw that his eyes lit up when he mentioned this, and he smiled unconsciously. He turned around and used another brush soaked in ink to write five words in the upper left corner, 'Hundred birds facing the phoenix picture'.

The font is neat and elegant, but the end of the pen is full of madness, just like Song Ye, who looks as cold as a moon on the outside, but is actually mad on the inside.

"Good word, this picture of birds facing the phoenix is ​​perfect with your touch up." Meng Ziheng praised repeatedly with satisfaction. He never thought that his roommate had such abilities and talents. Before that, he was blind and almost missed it. A like-minded friend.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at the other party. The young man's face is rare and exquisite and beautiful, and the side profile is also impeccable, with delicate and fair skin, a straight nose bridge, a light smile on the corner of the mouth, and Those bottomless cold eyes.

Others said that he was good-looking and that he was Mr. Pianpian, but when he looked at the young man in front of him, Meng Ziheng wanted to tell those people that he was unparalleled in the world.

It has to be said that the Danqing conception and calligraphy shown by Song Ye made Meng Ziheng's favorability soar, approaching breaking the table.

In the next few nights, every time he painted or practiced calligraphy, he would ask Song Ye for comments and appreciation, which really exhausted Song Ye's artistic talents.

There is a roommate who is crazy about art, and I am tired of thinking about it.

The first week of school passed by in a hurry, and Song Ye didn't receive a call from Qin Zhan again. Presumably he stumbled this time, and he wouldn't give up so easily.

My elder brother looked at him with a supernatural sense of justice, but in fact, some methods were much more sinister than her. Claire and the Han family probably couldn't get a bargain this time.

Originally, she was thinking of committing crimes against the wind, and taking advantage of the misfortune of the Han family, but she never thought that the moths provoked by the young lady of the Han family were far more than that.

On Shi Yigao's first weekend holiday, Song Ye didn't go to the company to deal with matters, nor did he come out with Wang Tiechuan to celebrate his entrance into school.

Early in the morning, Meng Ziheng called and asked for the address of Song Ye's home, and before the latter refused, he spontaneously drove over to pick him up.

Downstairs, Song Ye, who was the last to come out, looked at the four sports cars in silence. The sons of Shishi seemed to love sports cars very much.

"What are you dawdling about? You look like a woman, and you have to be picked up when you go out. You're in trouble." Le Mingyu had a stinky face, as if the boss didn't want to, but he looked curiously at the house where Song Ye lived. He found out that he was at an average level, and then curled his lips, his suspicion of Song Ye's clinging was still hard to dispel.

"Okay, you just have to say a few words, it's rare for everyone to come out to play together. Song Ye, get in the car and ignore him." Fang Ye poked his head out of another car to greet him.

Song Ye nodded, turned around and got into his car, so fast that Meng Ziheng had no chance to speak.

The latter looked at his empty passenger seat, with a displeased expression on his face, stepped on the gas pedal and galloped out, and soon there was no one in sight.

"Hey, Ziheng, what are you doing so fast, wait for me." Gu Yitong was in second place, afraid of being left behind, he hurriedly chased after him.

The two girls were in the back seat of the car, amused by their frizzy characters, and they were still giggling after a long distance.

The sun was still good and the weather was fine. In this early autumn season, the seven-person team came out to play for the first time, and the location was set at the Sega Building.

It has been less than half a year since Song Ye came here last time. There are people coming and going at the entrance of the Shijia Building, and there are still not many passengers in broad daylight.

"Second young master, you are here. Please go upstairs. Is it still the same today?" When the waiter saw Le Mingyu coming, he immediately greeted him with a smile on his face. Everyone knows that the boss loves his younger brother, and every time he comes, he just lets him whimper. drink.

Le Mingyu was holding his face brightly, raised his head and said proudly: "The third floor is the shooting range."

"This..." The waiter's originally smiling face suddenly froze, and his complexion became embarrassed, "Second Young Master, the boss on the third floor ordered not to let you in. Look, how about..."

"Why don't you let in? We're just going up to have fun, and we're here specially. It's alright. At most, we don't need to take up space. Let's stop talking nonsense." Le Mingyu interrupted the waiter, feeling a little helpless. Originally He thought about cutting Song Ye's face today. If he couldn't even go upstairs, he would be the one who would be ashamed.

So, regardless of the waiter's obstruction, Le Mingyu got on the elevator with a tough attitude.

Song Ye stood by the whole time and said nothing, no matter how rude Le Mingyu was, he didn't show his emotions.

Because, today she is going to take advantage of Le Mingyu's gust of wind to blow open the door of the Sega Building.

With a ding sound, the elevator door opened on the third floor, and a group of seven people, headed by Le Mingyu, strode into the venue. Looking up, they immediately saw a dozen men in suits and leather shoes in the shooting range, holding guns in their hands. Hearing the movement, they also looked towards this side one after another, with a strong evil spirit emitting from their expressionless faces.

With just one glance, Le Mingyu stopped in his tracks, frowning slightly.

"Second Young Master, why are you here? The boss is on the top floor." The manager at the side strode over and immediately stood in front of Le Mingyu. Although his attitude was respectful, he showed that he didn't want anyone to pass by.

"Are they my brother's guests?" Le Mingyu didn't move, and looked at those people without any trace.

"Yes, there are games here today, and they are all the boss' guests." The manager explained in a low voice.

"You don't look like a serious person, big brother, don't let anyone fool you, keep an eye on them, don't let them mess around here." Le Mingyu turned towards the group of people with some disgust.

I don't know if Le Mingyu's voice is too loud, or the other party's hearing is too good. As soon as the voice fell, one of the big men in black turned his gun and pointed towards this side.

　Ten thousand words.

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