"That's not possible." Yang Jiahui lit a slender lady's cigarette, took a sip, gracefully sandwiched it between her fingers, spitting out a faint white mist, and said, "There are not one or two excellent men? Why don't Liu Peilong do it?"

Yuan Shuang said: "His aunt would not agree. It was Liu Xiaoxuan, who was very famous in the city, who said we were not suitable. Moreover, Liu Peilong couldn't speak at home and could not help our family."

"Where are others? I don't believe that my daughter is so beautiful, and I can't even find a good man." Yang Jiahui looked dissatisfied.

Yuan Shuang said disheartenedly: "Not others can do it. I heard that the situation at home has gone away and I didn't even see the shadow. But there were a few men who said they wanted to share the joys and sorrows with me, but I paid for it when I went out to have a meal."

Yang Jiahui frowned and said, "No one is reliable? Look at what you look like. Why don't you learn from your mother and me? If you just click your fingers, someone will borrow a house? I can live in that house as long as I want, and I don't have to pay it back."

Yuan Shuang didn't want to talk to her mother, but when she thought about her current appearance, she couldn't help her at all, so she had to bear the discomfort and said, "Actually, there is still a boy who is pretty good."

When Yang Jiahui saw her daughter's very far-fetched expression, she said with some amusement: "Why is it good?"

"It's that. When the school started, there was a man who treated me very well. I thought he had no money and was a famous otaku in the school, so I played him with it." Yuan Shuang looked puzzled and said vaguely: "I didn't expect that I realized later that he was quite big."

Yang Jiahui said leisurely: "How big can it be? It won't be bigger than Liu Peilong, right? I know that although Liu Xiaoxuan is in charge of the situation now, Liu Peilong is also the successor after all, and his future achievements are limitless."

Yuan Shuang knew that her mother was urging her, but she couldn't help but say, "That man is a member of the Chazhou New Port Security Committee."

"What?" Yang Jiahui couldn't understand for a moment.

Yuan Shuang said softly: "It is the Newport Construction Plan, which claims to cost 140 billion yuan, and the key project of the National 12th Five-Year Plan. He is the Safety Committee member of the Management Committee."

"Chazhou New Port Management Committee?" Yang Jiahui finally had a concept in her heart and said, "I understand without you emphasizing it. Chazhou New Port has been very popular recently, and all enterprises and units are pursuing them. The chairman of the management committee is a provincial and ministerial deputy, and the safety committee member is at least a department-level official. This identity is indeed so great that he can not take Liu Peilong seriously."

Yuan Shuang obviously hadn't thought about how big it would be to convert Song Baojun into administrative level. At this time, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and said, "A department-level official?"

Seeing her expression, Yang Jiahui became more and more unwilling to believe it. She smiled and said, "A security committee member at the department level is very nice to you? Why do I think it is not reliable?"

"fine……"

Yang Jiahui smiled coldly, and was particularly disdainful of her hesitant daughter, and said, "Do you know what the department-level official position means? Especially for the key position of the Chazhou New Port Security Committee, he can bankrupt a small and medium-sized enterprise with just one word, and a look can destroy the family of an ordinary middle-class family. If you are really good to you, why don't you come to help us?"

Yuan Shuang didn't know how to answer, and suddenly the situation of meeting Song Baojun that day suddenly appeared in her mind.

Thinking of this, Yuan Shuang gritted her teeth and said, "Mom, I think there is still a chance."

"Really?" Yang Jiahui chuckled.

Yuan Shuang looked at the night sky in the distance, her eyes unwavering, as if she was poaching Taihang and Wangwu.

...

For Song Baojun, this week was dull and nothing worth boasting about happened. Only Mu Qiuguang asked him to "sex" Liu Xiaoxuan's nature has changed.

As a safety member of the Chazhou New Port Management Committee and the "Three Young Masters" of the Du family, Song Baojun's identity was long been rumored in the small circle of the Rose cruise ship, so naturally it was not the silly face that Mu Qiuguang imagined.

Therefore, Mu Qiuguang and Liu Xiaoxuan changed their thinking very smartly, adjusted their relationship in time, changed from high-level use to equal and mutually beneficial cooperation, and even had a humble attitude than imagined.

Song Baojun became a bridge of communication between two women.

Liu Xiaoxuan hopes that Song Baojun can give a series of discounts in the construction of the new port. Correspondingly, she also made concessions in cooperation with Mu Qiuguang. Mu Qiuguang's return was to strongly support the construction of the new port, and donated 200 convenient four-wheel electric patrol vehicles in the port in the early stage, each vehicle worth about 50,000 yuan.

Mu Qiuguang never had the nerve to mention the matter of asking Song Baojun to seduce Liu Xiaoxuan.

In addition, it was mainly the old man who went to a rose cruise with his comrades, taking advantage of his nephew's face and opening his eyes for the luxury of the rich, and also earning enough face before his comrades.

When he learned that his son was invited by Du Yinlang to serve as the security committee member of the Xingang Management Committee, he didn't say anything else, but just told his son to do his best and not to embarrass himself without delaying his college study.

Another big headache.

On the night of the rose, Song Shixian was overly happy and was drunk by his old comrade Mei Junzhuo. He agreed to the next thing without thinking: that is, let his son and Mei Junzhuo's older daughter go on a blind date, and the time is set for this weekend.

After hearing this, Song Baojun was eager to attend classes every day and not have a holiday.

After class that day, an uninvited guest came outside the classroom corridor.

A light green down jacket wrapped around her graceful figure, shawls and hair, an off-white knitted hat on her head, and a small Guchi bag on her shoulders. The round and slender ** paced back and forth in the corridor, looking very nervous.

Tan Qingkai and his friends glanced outside and laughed in a hint: "Brother Jun, please be blessed."

Long Ya said: "It's time to open again. What do you think of the ending this time?"

"My gambling brother dare not see her." Ma Guodong swears and promised: "I'll bet 100 yuan, who will bet with me?"

"I think you are right, what should I do? This bet cannot be started!"

Even a few girls were looking at Song Baojun with "no death" eyes, waiting with a smile to watch the fun.

The woman waiting outside the corridor was the mortal enemy of Song Baojun Yuan Shuang.

As the professor announced the end of get out of class, the students picked up computer books and notes and flocked out of the classroom. Song Baojun mixed in the crowd, put his hood on his head, and looked as if nothing had happened, following Tan Qingkai.

"Oh, that... Song, Song Baojun, wait!" a delicate voice hesitated.

Song Baojun just pretended that he didn't hear it and walked faster and faster.

Yuan Shuang had no choice but to bite the bullet and shouted again: "Song Baojun!"
Chapter completed!