For a moment, Jing Gao was a little unsure about the girl in front of him with a perfect figure and beautiful face. However, he had been floating in the business world and flowers for several years, so he could still deal with such small scenes casually. He pondered for a moment, "Qiu Yu, Song Yan is in A Mei.
I have to ask about Lika's latest situation.
He studied abroad at New York University, nominally as an exchange student with Fudan University, but he could get an undergraduate degree certificate from New York University, and the two prestigious schools recognized each other. There he became very close to Feng Xuehua, a former socialite in Shanghai.
Earlier, he passed the defense of his university thesis, obtained permanent residence with the help of Feng Xuehua, and joined a company opened by Feng Xuehua in New York."
Song Yan was actually under Jing Gao's control, but it was inconvenient for him to tell Wang Qiuyu thoroughly.
Two days ago, Xiaomao came to Shanghai to do some kind of "concubine selection" with Xixi. Of course, it was a joke. They chose a few beautiful and interesting female top students to accompany him for the postgraduate entrance examination. The review for the postgraduate entrance examination in the second half of the year is a good time.
It must be done.
In the two days since the bright and lovely little kitten came, he had been with her for a long time and gave her several outbursts. Every time he saw the little kitten, he had the idea of penetrating her. This bright and lovely little girl, she has so much beauty on her body
The charm of her stockings makes people like her very much.
Last night, when he was taking a bath in the public bathroom on the second floor of No. 11 Tomson Golf with Qingshuang Aifei and Feifei, a very beautiful young woman who was greasy and delicate, he couldn't help but think about how to deal with Song Yan's matter.
He has agreed to be a guest at Feng Xinjian's home. He will meet with members of the Feng, Zhong, Fang, and Wei families and accept their apologies and overtures. There is a high probability that he will meet Feng Xinjian's daughter, Feng Xuehua.
Song Yan is currently controlled by Feng Xuehua. After the collapse of the Song family business, Feng Xuehua basically provided for his current living expenses in America. Now, it is also time to deal with Song Yan's matter.
To make a conclusion.
But he was still hesitating, mainly because he was worried about the little cat and Gu Xixi's thoughts. There was a big difference between whether Song Yan was executed by him, or whether America was free to fall and rot freely.
"Permanent residence!" Wang Qiuyu muttered to himself and said softly: "Mr. Jing, I liked Song Yan. Before he went to the United States, I kept in touch with him."
Jing Gao saw that she seemed a little relieved. He wiped the water stains on his hands with a tissue and asked, "Qiu Yu, do you still like him now?"
Wang Qiuyu lowered his head slightly, with a look of embarrassment on his beautiful and tender face, "I don't know, I shouldn't forget it!
Mr. Jing, from the stories I have seen in my twenty-five years of life, almost no one is loyal to marriage or relationships. The so-called love often starts with a moment of lust.
My feelings for Song Yan probably can't withstand the passage of time. Mr. Jing, I'm just asking about his current situation to explain myself, I hope you don't mind."
This girl's conversation is quite thoughtful! Her thoughts are relatively mature. (Xi) Siyan, who is currently resting in the French suite upstairs, is not as mature as her. Jing Gao couldn't help but want to chat with her and smiled.
Waving his hand, "I don't mind. Qiu Yu, do you know Xiaomao?"
"Kitten?"
Jing Gao smiled and patted his forehead, and said, "Oh, that's Liu Ziyu. Song Yan's real girlfriend when he was at Fudan. Do you know Gu Xixi, Nuanre, and the others?"
Wang Qiuyu felt a little weird. It was obvious that Liu Ziyu was already Mr. Jing's favorite. Otherwise, where would there be such an affectionate name as a kitten? Mr. Jing probably measured her up and down with a rolling pin. The boy she once loved was defeated in front of Mr. Jing.
How miserable!
Wang Qiuyu said softly: "Mr. Jing, I know them, but I have never been in contact with them. At that time, Song Yan was studying at Fudan University, and Liu Ziyu was his girlfriend. At that time, many of Song Yan's friends knew her.
And I am Song Yan’s friend in the social circle. Two years ago, I was bored in Shanghai and liked to play sports cars, so I met Song Yan at the Shanghai Supercar Club. I am older than Song Yan
When he was two years old, he would call me Sister Qiu Yu."
Jing Gao said with great interest: "Qiu Yu, have I seen you before?" He had been to the Magic City Super Car Club. Song Yan had previously served as the chairman of this super car club, and there was a dedicated venue in Magic City.
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The meeting between him and Song Yan at the Magic City Super Running Club ended on bad terms. After he drove Song Yan to New York, he was already the major sponsor of the super running club. Currently, he is the "friend" of the super running club.
"Zhang Hu is mainly in charge of things.
He has been in Shanghai for a relatively short time and has not yet visited the Shanghai Supercar Club. He also likes the back-pushing feeling of racing cars. Of course, he will definitely not touch those kind of death curves.
Just experience the feeling of a racing car accelerating.
He has always stayed away from dangerous extreme sports. He is a majestic man who has a lot of good days and does not enjoy it. He pursues the excitement of extreme sports. Isn’t that mentally ill?
He also asked his younger brother Zhu Yu to renovate a racing track in the capital. It was renovated at the beginning of this year, but he never had time to run.
Wang Qiuyu nodded sheepishly, looked at Jing Gao with her beautiful eyes, pursed her lips and smiled, and said: "Mr. Jing, we have met in person, but have not spoken. I used to be a member of the Magic City Super Running Club. But later
After Song Yan left, I never went there again."
Jing Gao smiled and said, "No wonder! I felt you looked familiar when I was having lunch. It turns out we have met before. I also like sports cars. I will ask you to run two laps with me when I have time another day."
Wang Qiuyu smiled and agreed softly, "Okay, Mr. Jing."
Of course she feels close to a big shot like Mr. Jing who possesses power and wealth. Mu Qiang is a human instinct. But she has no intention of taking the initiative to make friends. There are many circles where forceful integration is impossible. She has long understood this truth.
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However, if Mr. Jing invites her, of course she will agree.
Jing Gao corrected: "Qiu Yu, my name is Brother Jing. Leave me your contact information."
Wang Qiuyu agreed obediently, "Brother Jing, let me add you on WeChat." The conversation was almost over here. She had gained a lot today!
She had nothing to do in Magic City every day. She accompanied Xiao Zhao to look at the house and come up with ideas, but she really didn't want any reward. She just wanted to ask about Song Yan's current situation. In the end, she actually got Mr. Jing's contact information.
Jing Gao took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and scanned the code for Wang Qiuyu. Wang Qiuyu came forward and operated it a few times, then said with a smile: "Brother Jing, please pass."
Jing Gao used his cell phone and asked, "Qiu Yu, is Song Yan your first love?"
"Ah..., well, that's right!" Wang Qiuyu admitted a little shyly. She was always a little embarrassed when talking about her own love with Mr. Jing, "I didn't fall in love in college, and then I met Song Yan at the racing track.
He is a very good driver. I often sit in the passenger seat of his sports car. The stimulation caused by the surge of adrenaline is very addictive. I become familiar with him as soon as I go there. He is a very romantic man and he did not refuse me.
Good impression."
As for her secret that she has to change clothes and take a shower every time she gets off the passenger seat, there is no need to tell Brother Jing.
Jing Gao nodded slightly and asked for her opinion, "Qiu Yu, what would you think if you heard that Song Yan died unexpectedly in New York? What if you heard that Song Yan lived a very depraved life in New York, with a rotten life and a short life?
Well, what do you think?"
Wang Qiuyu was stunned for a moment.
She seems to have heard some secret. How should I answer this question?