"Is this here?" The man squatted and raised his head to look at Song Yun.
From Song Yun's perspective, she could see the man's handsome face and the gentle concern in his eyes.
Song Yun is just in her early twenties and is still a little girl. How can she withstand the temptation of a man?
At that time, my heart was beating like a drum, my mind was in a state of confusion, and I couldn't tell the difference between east, west, and north.
Brother He Yan has never been so gentle to her?
He Yan had a cold temper and was mostly polite to Song Yun, but he didn't like her being arrogant and arrogant.
He was naturally impatient with Song Yun.
But this strange man looked extraordinary. He was wearing tens of thousands of dollars' worth of clothing and had a million-plus watch on his wrist.
But she was willing to condescend to her and kneel down to look at her feet. Such a person must have good character.
"Seems to be."
Song Yun was a little carried away, and her voice became softer and softer when she responded, not even the slightest bit arrogant as usual.
"Does it hurt?" The man pinched it.
This moment seemed to pinch the tip of Song Yun's heart, and her heart trembled: "It hurts a little."
Actually, it doesn't hurt much, and the sprained foot is not serious.
Because as soon as she threw herself on the ground, she was supported by a man.
But looking at the man's eyes, Song Yun was so confused that she lied.
"Then let me take you to have a rest nearby?" There is a lounge in the yard. Not only is there a lounge, but it also sells specialties.
There is no shortage of food or anything.
"Thank you, thank you." Song Yun blushed, thinking that she was just helping her to rest.
Then she saw the man stand up, his height was much higher than hers, and then, her body became airborne.
She was hugged by a man.
Song Yun's face turned red, the man's hand was locked on her waist, and her waist seemed to be burning.
She was completely dizzy, and when she was put down, she felt like she was stepping on cotton.
"I'm Qi Ling, and this is my business card." Qi Ling first asked the waiter here to get ice cubes to help Song Yun apply ice, and then introduced himself.
It was a black business card with gilded characters that said CEO of an overseas investment company.
He is an investor, so gambling on stones can naturally be considered an investment.
If you are discerning, you can make tens of millions by just taking a few pieces of good material, unlocking the jade, and reselling it.
Gambling is just the word gambling, no wonder it attracts such people.
Song Yun grew up in the Song family and had never seen any kind of ostentation. Song Zhiyu also came into contact with such overseas Chinese, and she did not find it strange.
But Qi Ling looks very young and promising, which is rare.
Either he has a rich family background, or he is very powerful.
As a little girl, it is inevitable to have admiration for such a person.
Compared with Qi Ling, it seems that He Yan, whom I have been in contact with since childhood, is nothing.
"Brother Qi, thank you so much just now. Are you here for the purpose of gambling on stones this time? My name is Song Yun, and my grandfather is Song Zhiyu. He is a collector, and he also has experience in gambling on stones. I think you might be able to
Exchange and exchange.”
Communication is actually a euphemism. Seeing that Qi Ling helps her, she can ask her grandfather to be his consultant.
With the guidance of his grandfather, as long as Qi Ling has funds, it will be easy to make money in the public market.
A hint of interest flashed in Qi Ling's eyes: "Would it be too much trouble for Miss Song?"
I thought she was just a silly and sweet girl, but isn't she quite smart at critical moments?
She took the initiative to introduce him, which saved him a lot of trouble.