Song Meiyue was sitting on the sofa, holding a cup of cappuccino in both hands, listening to someone next to her bragging about how she had gone from dominating the national Internet, to being the only one in the world, and finally rushing out of the earth to face Mars, while building an electric supercar.
A sports car, while building a giant rocket.
Before,
She would definitely sneer at him, but now Song Meiyue doesn't have the slightest objection, and even enjoys listening to his stand-up comedy.
I secretly glanced at him from the corner of my eye. From this angle, I admired his profile, which was more handsome and three-dimensional, especially the shape of his nose and lips. They were so perfect without any flaws.
"The current plan is this."
"Of course. Sometimes the plan can't keep up with changes. Now I'm planning to conquer Mars. But considering the temperature and atmospheric environment of Mars, as well as the speed of technological progress in the future, maybe in the next thirty years, when the curvature engine is developed, humans can
We will go on an interstellar journey and conquer the Milky Way directly." Jiang Qi said with a smile.
"Aunt Song?"
"What do you think of my business plan? Is it very romantic and sci-fi?" Jiang Qi said seriously: "But I also admit one thing. This business plan is indeed a daydream, but I want to say... human civilization
Every progress made, regardless of scientific factors, is all the result of daydreaming."
Hearing this,
Song Meiyue slowly raised her head, rolled her eyes coldly at the man beside her, and said lightly: "I only have three words to comment."
"Great genius?"
"Neuropathy!"
Jiang Qi smiled awkwardly and said seriously: "But I really value this project. According to my personal experience, we can occupy the national market in less than half a year. But in some aspects, we need to
It will take a little while, but it won’t be long, so you can rest assured.”
Song Meiyue pursed her lips and said coldly: "Stop trying to make a fool of me. I won't believe a word of it until I see the profits. Don't let the work of the technical department fall behind. You are also the deputy of the technical department."
The duties of a supervisor.”
Jiang Qi frowned, extremely dissatisfied with Song Meiyue's arrangement. Logically speaking, he should go all out to work on the business plan, but in the end, she asked him to hold a part-time job. Could it be that there was something else going on here? Otherwise, it really doesn't make sense.
Think for a moment, analyze calmly, and suddenly realize it!
"Aunt Song?"
"You asked me to work part-time in the technical department of the head office. Are you thinking of buying my car for free?" Jiang Qi asked cautiously.
At this time,
Song Meiyue picked up the cup of coffee placed on the coffee table, took a sip gracefully, turned her head and glanced at him, and asked calmly: "I will invest 100 million for you and take a ride in your car for free. What can I do for you?"
Problem?"
"Stop it!"
"It's fifty million!" Jiang Qiyi said honestly.
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"Didn't I bring you an investor?" Song Meiyue said expressionlessly: "There is hard work without credit. I think you have no objection if I add 50 million to this hard work?"
Hearing Song Meiyue's words, Jiang Qicheng looked at this woman carefully and said that this woman is indeed very beautiful and has a curvy figure. Why is her heart so dark? There is hard work even without merit.
This hard work is worth 50 million. Wall Street capitalists shed tears when they heard this.
Facing someone's direct gaze, especially the critical look in her eyes, Song Meiyue was a little dissatisfied and asked: "What kind of look do you have? Why does it feel like you are judging a prisoner?"
"Why"
"I'm still too young." Jiang Qi sighed deeply, with some vicissitudes and helplessness in his words, and said with emotion: "In the game of capital, when money stands up, even the truth will be silenced.
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Song Meiyue pursed her lips and said casually: "You yourself are capital, you use capital to operate, and you still have the nerve to criticize others."
"Different."
"There is still a huge gap between capital and capital." Jiang Qi explained seriously: "Although capital comes to the world with the blood of ordinary people flowing from head to toe and some dirty things that cannot be seen, but
In the end, people still control capital."
Song Meiyue frowned and said calmly: "You don't need to beat around the bush, just say that I am the kind of capitalist who eats people without spitting out their bones. After so many twists and turns, you still end up describing me as Yang Bailao."
Jiang Qi smiled and said sincerely: "Aunt Song, you have misunderstood. There is a saying that is right. I think you are so beautiful, so you must be very kind."
"Smooth tongue."
"I have seen through your tricks a long time ago." Song Meiyue held up the cup of cappuccino, took a sip gently, and said casually: "Don't forget it tomorrow afternoon, prepare PPT and information, and wait for us half an hour in advance.
"
"Um."
Jiang Qi nodded, looked at the time on his phone, and saw that it was already four-thirty in the afternoon. He glanced at Song Meiyue next to him, opened his mouth and said, "It's almost time for me to go back, Aunt Song. How do you plan dinner?"
"
"Instant noodles." Song Meiyue said softly.
"oh"
"I'm leaving."
As soon as the words fell,
He stood up straight away and left without looking back.
at this time,
Song Meiyue was the only one left in the huge living room, and the cup of cold coffee in her hand.
Putting down the cup of cappuccino, Song Meiyue stood up and walked towards the door. She gently opened a small gap and saw that he had just sat in the car and drove the small tram from her home.
Drive away from the door until it disappears from sight.
this moment,
Song Meiyue felt a trace of silence, biting her lips lightly, trying to use pain to bring consciousness back to her brain.
It would be great if he could stay.
Tear open the packaging film of the barreled instant noodles, skillfully place various seasoning packets, brew the noodles with 95-degree hot water until you reach the indicator line, cover it and insert a fork at the same time.
How to make a bowl of fragrant instant noodles is one of Song Meiyue's few 'cooking skills'. Sometimes she would make a bowl of instant noodles while working overtime at the company until late at night. In the past few years, Song Meiyue has eaten many flavors of instant noodles, but she has to eat them.
Go to Duai's 'Shrimp Fish Pan Noodles'.
Song Meiyue was sitting on the sofa, and the bucket of Kangshuaibo shrimp and fish noodles was placed on the coffee table.
at this time,
The phone rang, it was the familiar WeChat notification sound.
Song Meiyue picked up the phone and looked at it, and found that it was from someone.
Enterprising young Mr. Jiang: Aunt Song, please open the door
for a time,
Song Meiyue was stunned. She hurriedly stood up from the sofa and walked straight to the door. After holding the door handle, she pulled it open with all her strength. In an instant, she saw someone standing in front of her, holding a bag in his hand.