Song Yi took a shower and changed into clean clothes. When he was in the city, Deng Qian accompanied him to buy some clothes. He did not have the requirement to wear non-luxury products. He didn't want to care about any second-tier brands or first-tier brands. He just wanted to wear comfortably.

In fact, with his current appearance and figure, he will look particularly well-fitted in any clothes he wears. He is simply a natural clothes rack.

The Chinese since ancient times have been the rule: first respect the silk clothes and then respect others. Song Yi would not cause trouble for himself, wear street stalls and then show off. That's too stupid! Moreover, some clothes are too cheap and are not suitable for some occasions.

It’s like: Song Yi can certainly distinguish between a suit worth a few thousand yuan and a suit worth a 500,000 yuan. But he has no ability to appreciate the suit worth a 500,000 yuan and a suit worth a million yuan. However, wearing a suit worth a 500,000 yuan per suit is enough, right?

Under the guidance of the beautiful waiter, Song Yi went to the French restaurant of the "Jiangfeng Fishing Fire" club to have a big meal.

He had just had a mid-afternoon exercise with the beautiful, plump and mature female president Xu Qiulan. At this time, even the waiter in the club was quite beautiful, with a 85-minute appearance, and was quite large in front of him. He was trembling with his shirt when walking in high heels. He was very enthusiastic to him and smiled charmingly. But he couldn't have the idea of ​​traversing mountains and rivers.

Of course, you still have to have a desire for food. If a person has no desire for food, it is basically a lie flat and salted fish, and enters an aging stage of no desires and no desires.

Song Yi especially likes to eat steak. Some people may dislike the oily feeling of Wagyu beef, and he is a carnivore and prefers this heavy taste. On the contrary, he cannot appreciate salads, Luosong soup and the like.

Apart from the grilled steak, the caviar, foie gras and snails in this restaurant are cooked pretty well.

In the luxurious and elegant French restaurant, Song Yi tasted the food alone, occasionally sipped red wine, and sent Chu Zhitong a picture of the food, "Zhitong, I have the opportunity to bring you here to have a meal."

"Okay! Brother Song, I'll wait for your invitation. (Smiling expression)" Chu Zhitong replied quickly. Her arrangements for the evening are relatively leisurely. After dinner, she will do yoga or other exercises, consume calories, take a shower, read and sleep. Of course, when she is busy with work, these plans will be disrupted.

In fact, she certainly knew the name of Jiangzhou, where the "Jiangfeng Fishing Fire" club is located. She graduated from Fudan University in the Magic City and returned to Jiangzhou for more than three years. Of course, she had heard of this top club in Jiangzhou and Chubei. Her father had a membership card, but he went to a relatively small number. He was not rich enough and had a great power. He met big people in the club. So why are you going to? You can't feel comfortable!

It is said that there are two conditions for joining the club. First: an individual's net worth of 100 million yuan (net assets). Second, he must have fame in the province.

There are two rigid thresholds for reviewing fame. First, you must serve as a provincial or national political committee member. Second, you must have three members jointly recommended.

Brother Song wants to run a platinum member of "Jiangfeng Fishing Fire", and his net worth is definitely enough. Now the outside world has evaluated that he has a net worth of about 1.8 billion. But his reputation is probably not qualified. After all, "Jinghu Culture" is currently just a tourism real estate developer in Luocheng, and he doesn't even have a company in Jiangzhou.

But as a girl, although she works hard to be dignified and cool in the workplace, her personality is not so strong. Of course, she has to take care of her boyfriend's face at this time!

Song Yi laughed and said calmly: "Zhitong, you have to wait for half a year. I am too lazy to ask about the conditions for joining the club. I probably are not qualified yet. After half a year, I will wait for them to invite me. Come, beautiful lady, send me a photo of you now for me to appreciate. I miss you a little."

"Brother Song, are you so confident? (grinning expression)." It will be 7:42 pm. Chu Zhitong was thinking about going to work in Luocheng in her house in Leishan City. The computer in the study was on and the lights were soft.

Chu Zhitong changed into loose casual clothes at home. It was fine when she was working, but she had to wear more formal clothes to wrap her plump and graceful body. Who would be willing to be restrained during get off work? She was also wearing a wide tweed jacket with autumn clothes. It was already a little cold in mid-October in Leishan.

Let me joke about Song Yi first. Chu Zhitong's lips curled up, and her bright face was very beautiful under the soft light. Why didn't she want to part with her lover during the day? She originally planned to spend two days with him this weekend. She wanted to entangle him and let him not have time to accompany his good sisters. They were together all day yesterday. How did she think that her father would have a meeting this morning? Moreover, he was about to go to Shenzhen City and would not come back three or four days later.

"No photo. Brother Song, who told you not to seize the opportunity this morning?"

Song Yi looked at the reply on WeChat, took a sip of red wine, and typed with a smile: "Zhitong, I seized the opportunity to enter you this morning, and you will definitely be late for the morning meeting. Moreover, you look so beautiful after being watered by me, can you still go to the meeting?"

"Go to you! (Hammer's head-smashing expression)" Chu Zhitong was coquettish, covered her mouth and smiled, her beautiful eyes flowing, and her pretty face became slightly hot. Then she typed: "Then wait a while, I'll wash my face, change some clothes and take pictures for you. It will take a day to open. I'm a little tired. I'm afraid that the photo will not look good."

Song Yi just smiled. Zhitong actually has no goddess burden, even though she is 95 points taller. But women are to please themselves! He can understand. Put down his phone and concentrate on dealing with the delicious food in front of him. Looking forward to the beautiful photos of Zhitong's beautiful beauty.

At this time, a waiter came over with a tray with a bottle of red wine on it and said, "Sir, the lady at Table 21 ordered a bottle of red wine from Latu Winery 95. I wish you this wonderful night."

Song Yi was stunned and looked at the direction of Table 21, but a beautiful and charming woman smiled at him in the soft and dark lights, shaking her slender glass with elegant demeanor and exquisite diamond earrings.

What's going on?

Just now, Song Yi was stunned. The waiter put the red wine on his dining table and there was a note. Song Yi picked it up and looked at it. It was written in a beautiful hard pen calligraphy: Handsome boy, you look so good when you smile. Meeting is fate.

Behind is a string of phone numbers.

Mad Song Yi roughly understood that this beautiful woman treated him as a young boy who had just left the cottage and wanted to fuck him! This damn it made him feel a little unhappy.

He doesn't want to be regarded as a little wolf dog who will be summoned and swayed to solve his needs. It is too harmful to human dignity. First, he does not lack money to spend and does not need to sell himself. Second, he does not lack women. This is not a flirting between men and women.

However, this beautiful woman is pretty and she speaks very beautifully. Although he is not happy, he is not easy to say anything. If a man is handsome, he will be remembered by women. This kind of experience is something he has never seen in his previous life.

Song Yi took out five RMB from his wallet and handed it to the waiter as a tip. He sat comfortably in the chair and asked, "How much does this bottle of red wine cost in your restaurant?"

“168,000.”

Song Yi smiled in his heart, nodded, and said, "Take a bottle of wine to the lady according to my table. It is recorded on my account."

"Okay, sir." The waiter agreed to leave. He went to pick up the wine and sent it over. After a while, he saw the beautiful woman smiling and put away her confident and elegant expression. Instead, he looked over in surprise. Because the bottle of red wine that Song Yi drank alone tonight was priced at 500,000 Moutong.

Song Yi raised his wine glass to her in a good manner.

The beautiful woman was so embarrassed that she was a scene person. She poured a glass of red wine from the red wine that Song Yi gave her, and drank it in one sip. She smiled charmingly and apologetically at Song Yi Liangliang's cup, and left the restaurant with her bag.

A young man who looks young drinks 500,000 yuan in red wine for a meal. Her little attempt seems ridiculous, and she might offend the man. She has to punish herself for a glass of wine and leave in a mess.

Song Yi smiled slightly, and in a good mood, he tasted the red wine. He sent Xie Liwan a WeChat message, "Sister Xie, have you left Jiangfeng Fishing Fire Club? I have a gift for you."
Chapter completed!