The 300-square-meter duplex on the high-rise building by the river, and the height of the 16th floor is enough for those standing at the window to look at the small half of the city on the other side of the river. The riverside square and water park on the other side of the river, the animal park allows people standing in the room to enjoy the sense of accomplishment that stands proudly without curtains to cover up.

Ling Jingyun, who perfectly controlled the short burgundy hair, stood on the spacious balcony, holding the railings and ignoring the invasion of the cold wind. His vision was the river bank that represented the pace of modern development in Pingjiang City, and he could see it.

"Does I not have the awareness of a fosterer? Is it right to throw myself into your arms and act coquettish at this moment?"

Standing in a well-decorated modern-style room, Jingyun touched it gently, stopped and took a look, with curiosity and strangeness, the only thing she didn't have was greed. If she wanted to, she would have had a similar life at least three years ago.

"I don't have the awareness of a rich man, otherwise I would have thrown you on the bed now." Zhang Shidong sat on the single sofa, with his legs on the coffee table, smoking a cigarette, and looking at Ling Jingyun walking through the room.

"These are not what I want." Ling Jingyun put the door keys and the red Porsche keys he just saw downstairs on the coffee table.

"Sold it, go buy what you want. I finally acted as a nouveau riche in the country and enjoy the feeling of a truly rich man. You insist on hitting me."

"Okay, today, I'll take you to enjoy what a rich man is. Let's discount these things for me?"

"good!"

Zhang Shidong followed Ling Jingyun to the bank to collect a whole travel bag of money, which was enough for two million, and then came to a large show. The theme of tonight was fashion. On a stage similar to the catwalk, models walked the catwalk.

Ling Jingyun is one of the models. She has a new image that has amazement. When short hair has become a popular trend nowadays, the charm of short hair women begins to appear in a very visually impactful way.

What is unchanging in the nightclub is temptation. Even if you walk on a show, you should focus on temptation. The more beautiful the model is, the less popular it is. You must not show any traditional clothes here. The funders below will not have any qualities.

The first set of slightly wild clothing display immediately made Ling Jingyun the focus of the audience. The jeans perfectly presented the proud pair of legs, and the black tight leather jacket made the waist and bust paired with wild temperament shocked the audience. The sound of the wine glass hitting the table below, the whistle and shouting suddenly echoed throughout the nightclub. Several bosses sitting in the VIP card bags, and their eyes lit up to signal the waiters of the full-time card bags to come over to inquire about Ling Jingyun and the expensive flowers with business cards.

Zhang Shidong sat alone in a card bag on the side with a beautiful sight. The cost of sitting down was 8,888. The expensive red wine and various food were placed on the table. Looking at Ling Jingyun, she was waiting for her performance.

The last set of slightly sexy sportswear, all of whom walked the show, made Jingyun appear on the finale with his travel bag, faced with all kinds of teasing sounds from the audience, stood at the forefront, untied his heavy backpack, smiled at those who were seduced by beauty, ignored the flowers held by the waiters, unzipped the backpack, and cut a stack of ten thousand yuan of bundles of paper with his fingernails. He raised his hand suddenly, and the red banknotes in the sky made a sound of brand new money colliding.

One stack, two stacks, three stacks...

With Ling Jingyun's madness, the whole scene went crazy, and the waiters didn't care about their work to grab the money in a crazy way. Some customers were no longer as reserved as consumers. They would never encounter such things as scattering money in the sky.

Those bosses who wanted to get to know Jingyun were stunned. They felt that their faces were dull before. When they were rejected, they were angry and unacceptable. They saw this scene. The money was real money, and they were thrown out 50,000 or 600,000 yuan. In the end, even the models on the stage could not hold it anymore. They no longer continued to pose but began to pick up money easily.

The manager of the nightclub was completely stunned and didn't know how to deal with such a scene. He didn't even believe that such a thing would happen until now.

Ling Jingyun's forehead was sweating, and her face was filled with a kind of madness that was high above her. She had been suppressed for too long and needed to be released. When she completely stepped on the money, she realized that no wonder so many people were fighting to become an owner.

Finally, she even began to deliberately not unpack the bundle of paper, throw it out one by one, and deliberately throw it around the bosses of those VIP card bags. Don’t you want to know me? Come on.

It was a slap in the face, and there were not many people who could hold on the scene and not pick up money, and each face looked ugly.

Throwing more than one million people made Jingyun lose interest in continuing to throw it away. He walked down from the stage with a travel bag and walked to Zhang Shidong's side. He threw the travel bag onto the sofa. He sat on his lap, held his face and kissed it, and then wrapped his arms around his neck. I asked Jingyun to be a saint to be a saint, and to show it openly if he wanted to be a saint, and never hide it.

The nightclub was in chaos, and both music and lights were stagnant. Even Ling Jingyun’s crazy behavior failed to resonate. Ninety percent of the people were desperately trying to make the red old man’s head a thing in their pocket.

When Zhang Shidong pulled Ling Jingyun and stood up, his eyes were fixed on the travel bag he was holding. Money could make the devil push the mill. A reason why you were too good at pretending was enough to make some people take risks. And with the behind-the-scenes guidance of a black and white boss, several tough-looking men blocked their way.

"Hey, girl, you're having fun..." Before he could say the following words, Zhang Shidong interrupted him in advance: "I'm very interested in your boss, stop talking nonsense, just take us to see him."

"Mr. Yu." Ling Jingyun saw the middle-aged man sitting in the corner, his face changed, and he subconsciously pulled Zhang Shidong. No matter how shocking Zhang Shidong had done in the past, she had never really understood him. This is not so easy to deal with.

"Miss Ling, I hope you will give me an explanation. What are you doing today when you take care of your sick mother who is extremely holy?" Mr. Yu, who has a big back and a fat head, squinted his eyes, and every word was spit out from his teeth. He chased Ling Jingyun for a long time and maintained a gentlemanly demeanor. He was very supportive of every activity of Ling Jingyun. Even when Kong Xin appeared, he had never really retreated. The business entity was not in Pingjiang and was not very afraid of Kong Dayane. He always thought that as long as he persisted, he would be able to guard the clouds and see the bright moon. Unexpectedly, he saw Ling Jingyun's active scene, which made him very angry. I could give you all these, but you had been fooling me for so long.

Zhang Shidong took Ling Jingyun and sat down, patted her hand and signaled that she didn't have to be nervous. She casually placed the travel bag aside and rolled her eyelids: "Is there any money?"

"Something." Mr. Yu said confidently.

"Is there any power?"

"It's okay, it's a bit thin."

"But you look so ugly. If a little girl is not looking for you, I will not look for you. When I wake up at night, I am afraid that I will hug a bunch of pigs and sacks."

"Hold!"

As soon as Zhang Shidong said something, the bodyguards brought by President Yu were completely angry. Without waiting for the boss's order, he rushed towards Zhang Shidong to show him good looks and teach him a lesson.

The clay man is still of a third degree, not to mention that the big boss with assets worth over 100 million won’t guess what Zhang Shidong’s background is. Even if the big yamen in Pingjiang fights, it will fight. At worst, it’s okay to withdraw the investment from here and lose money.

After three punches and two kicks, several bodyguards fell to the ground.

Zhang Shidong turned to Ling Jingyun and said, "Remember, you just need to enjoy life."

Mr. Yu was about to speak harshly, but the slow-paced applause sounded: "Mr. Zhang is so excited. Mr. Yu is going to talk about you. You dare to make an idea about Mr. Zhang's woman, aren't you afraid of not being able to leave Pingjiang?"

Mr. Yu was very familiar with this voice, and he could be said to be remembered in his heart. He looked back and saw the figure who looked down at all in his dreams.

"Mr. Deng..."

Only those who are slightly capable of Deng Jiutian's circle will be called this. Those who have never had any intersection will be called Mr. Deng. How could Mr. Yu, who is seeking life in the provincial capital, not know this super yamen?

Deng Jiutian ignored him and walked straight towards Zhang Shidong: "Mr. Zhang has a good vision, and this girl is not bad."

Zhang Shidong's eyelids twitched. Deng Jiutian was so low-profile that he even showed that he would not bother Jiang Xueyu at the time. Why?

A few minutes later, Mr. Yu's scalp was sweating, and his butt was a little bit dipped in his butt. He listened with respect to the two young masters playing secrets and not talking about serious matters. In a few minutes, he was in a state of nervousness and panic. No wonder Ling Jingyun chose him. This person is even more powerful than Kong Xin at the time, and can make Deng chat with him centered on his words.

After walking around, Deng Jiutian suddenly said: "What Mr. Zhang does today is really admirable. If it were me, I would probably not be as free and easy as Mr. Zhang. Once the news reports are released, Mr. Zhang will immediately become a hero in the country."

Oh, it turns out that this is the key point. Zhang Shidong immediately realized that Deng Jiutian came here not to pursue Mr. Zhang, but to that company. Even if he could clean it up and had nothing to do with him, once it was reported by a large-scale media, if there was a big boss above, he would definitely be cruel to check it out, and he could not escape. It can be seen that he had settled everything and finally came to find him.

"Which company belongs to you?" Go straight to the point.

"Mr. Zhang is kidding. I have no interest in such a small company." Deng Jiutian denied that the two ended the conversation.

If Deng Jiutian admitted that Zhang Shidong would not think that multiple friends and multiple paths were wrong. At least he believed that Deng Jiutian's status and wisdom were definitely not the kind of person who left a huge handle for others for a little money.
Chapter completed!