Chapter 30 Pajamas

The girl's words seemed to have magic power, which made Song Nanqiao's heart slowly relax.

Wen Guangquan, who was sitting on the main seat, also noticed this. It seems that Song Nanqiao's relationship with his daughter is really unusual.

After such a small episode, the butler asked the servants to serve good delicacies, all of which were delicacies from the mountains and seas. After the dishes were served, Song Nanqiao probably glanced at them. There were dozens of dishes.

Moreover, Wen Guangquan also brought the most expensive dishes to himself.

"Miss Song, please have a meal."

Wen Guangquan picked up the knife and fork and put a piece of meat into his bowl. After the host started to move the chopsticks, the guests could start.

"Thank you." Song Nanqiao was not polite, enjoying the food in front of him.

Wen Wenyao, who was opposite Song Nanqiao, didn't enjoy it so much, because when he was eating at home, he had to pay attention to dining etiquette at all times, and this time he was eating in front of Wen Guangquan, so he should pay more attention.

Song Nanqiao looked up at Wen Wenyao.

The girl on the opposite side now exudes the smell of a noble lady all over her body. No...she was originally a noble lady. It was the first time Song Nanqiao saw Wen Wenyao like this.

In the past, when Wen Wenyao was eating with himself, although he also paid attention to his image, he didn't have so much etiquette.

And Wen Wenyao also looks at Song Nanqiao from the corner of her eye from time to time. She is worried that Song Nanqiao will be very restrained and uncomfortable when she eats here. Now it seems that she thinks too much. At the beginning, Wen Wenyao was still thinking, Do you want to prepare some food for Song Nanqiao after dinner?

Suddenly, the eyes of the two people collided, and there was a trace of sweetness in the air, which made this originally deserted and boring dinner interesting.

after meal

Wen Guangquan glanced at Song Nanqiao, the other party had already finished eating, and under the servant's service, he finished rinsing his mouth.

"I want to talk to Miss Song, but I don't know what Miss Song thinks."

After dinner, he can get down to business, and his long-planned trading plan will finally be put on the agenda.

"OK."

Song Nanqiao stood up and squeezed Wen Wenyao's hand before leaving.

"I'll wait for you in the room."

Wen Wenyao said softly.

"Okay." Song Nanqiao gave an ok gesture.

After that, Song Nanqiao followed Wen Guangquan upstairs. This time, it was not Wen Guangquan's study, but his office.

A very large door, carved from red sandalwood, is extravagant. In the office is a square conference table, a desk made of red sandalwood, on which some documents are placed neatly and orderly.

"Miss Song, please take a seat."

Wen Guangquan sat at the front of the square conference table and assigned Song Nanqiao a seat to his right.

After speaking, he took out a pile of documents from his safe.

"This is the city's trading plan for next month. This time I want Miss Song, representing the Wen family, to participate in this trading competition."

"I'll take a look first."

Song Nanqiao took the document and opened him up in front of Wen Guangquan. There were more than 20 pages of information, which detailed the Wen family's follow-up trading plan, as well as the details of the rest of the opponents.

"No problem." Song Nanqiao took a general look, and this operation is not particularly difficult.

I remember that in my last life, I participated in the most difficult trading game, which was the Wall Street trading competition. Where are all the financial giants in the world gathered, Song Nanqiao won 50 million US dollars from this trading with a slight advantage. Empty.

"Ms. Song has a certain degree of certainty."

"Ten percent."

Song Nanqiao said with a blank face, in fact, the scale of this operation is not as big as he imagined, and even a bit of a waste of his talent.

"You don't trust my abilities?"

Song Nanqiao sneered, with the economic strength of the Wen family, he could participate in a greater degree of financial competition.

"I haven't really seen Miss Song's ability. I'm afraid that Miss Song is inexperienced. If you can win, there will naturally be a bigger stage in the future to show Miss Song's strength."

He wants to see Song Nanqiao's practical operation ability. The trader is not just talking about it, he must have strong adaptability and precise long-term vision.

Grab every place where you can make money.

These abilities require long-term training. Even a very talented person will lose a mess in front of an experienced master trader.

"Row."

Of course she knew what Wen Guangquan meant.

"How many shares are you going to give me."

Song Nanqiao asked.

"Is a thousand shares enough?"

"President Wen is really testing my ability."

A thousand shares is not a lot. If you want to get the first place, 90% of the success will depend on Song Nanqiao.

"Can't Miss Song?"

Wen Guangquan did it on purpose. He wanted to see if Song Nanqiao could create a miracle.

"no problem."

A thousand shares is a thousand shares. Although the start is a little weak, there is still a great chance of winning with one's own ability.

"What about my house and salary?" Song Nanqiao remembered the most important thing today.

I have to get the house quickly before I can start my follow-up work.

Hearing this, Wen Guangquan remembered this matter and almost forgot about it. He had been preparing a trading plan today and put the key in the safe. He stood up and took out another one from his own safe. bunch of keys.

The house he prepared for Song Nanqiao was in a nearby villa with a sea view. The house was newly bought this year and was occasionally used to receive shareholders. Now that it was vacant, Wen Guangquan vacated it for Song Nanqiao.

There are all kinds of household equipment inside, and a maid will come to clean it every week.

"Seaview villa area, I will ask the driver to take you there at night. Leave the bank account with me, I will transfer it to you, and upgrade your credit card by the way."

"Mr. Wen atmosphere."

Song Nanqiao smiled and handed down the set of keys, but he was willing to give him the house. Just reluctant to give yourself a little more stock investment.

The conversation between the two ended happily, and Song Nanqiao walked out of the office with the key in hand.

Looking around, Wen Wenyao was not in the hall.

"In the room?"

According to his memories, Song Nanqiao found Wen Wenyao's house in the twenty rooms on the second floor.

Isn't it bad to knock on the door of someone else's eldest lady? She hesitated for a while, why don't she make a phone call and let Wen Wenyao come out by herself?

Just as she was about to take out her phone, the door to the room opened without warning.

"Wait for you for a long time, come in."

The girl was wearing thin pajamas, her cheeks were flushed, her complexion was tender, as if she had just taken a shower, and there were a few drops of water on her soft hair.

Song Nanqiao was stunned for a moment, startled by the momentary scene.

She never thought that they were taking a shower now.

I feel like I've come at an untimely time.

Suddenly, a gust of cool wind blew, and now the weather is very cold, and the wind blowing even more so, the girl shivered, frowned slightly, and tightened her body.

"Sorry, it's too cold for you." Song Nanqiao hurriedly closed the door, afraid of freezing the other party.

"Well, it's really frozen." The girl looked straight at Song Nanqiao with clear eyes.

"Then go wash it again?"

The current Song Nanqiao's brain suddenly has a short circuit.

"I don't want to wash again, I want you to hug me."

This time the girl didn't post it immediately, but instead stood in front of Song Nanqiao and opened her arms. Song Nanqiao didn't want to hug her, so let her hug her.

Seeing Wen Wenyao's blushing body, standing obediently in front of her, she suddenly thought a little.

But... she can only think about it, she can't dare to hug Wen Wenyao casually.

No... it should be impossible to hug any girl casually.

"elder sister……"

The girl was very dissatisfied, she took Song Nanqiao's hand and shook it slightly.

"Go to bed first, cover with the quilt to keep warm."

Song Nanqiao now asks Wen Wenyao to keep a little distance from herself, she really can't stand it.

"If you don't hug me, I won't go to bed."

It was still a coquettish tone, and the soft voice made Song Nanqiao's heart beat faster.

She discovered Wen Wenyao's peculiar attributes.

It seems special... seduced...

An extravagant and gentle eldest lady, acting like a spoiled child at such a time, what does it feel like...

As if a tendon was broken in his brain, Song Nanqiao hugged Wen Wenyao unconsciously, and he was a little tighter.

Wen Wenyao slowly stepped back, and even led Song Nanqiao to back with her a few steps.

In the end, the girl slowly fell on the soft sheets...

The body began to become hot, Wen Wenyao's eyes were too seductive, originally clean eyes, with a hint of desire in them, Song Nanqiao just glanced at it, and quickly shifted his gaze.

can't see can't see...

Only now did she realize that Wen Wenyao's legs were hooking on her.

Terrified, she quickly backed away.

"It's too dangerous..." Song Nanqiao's mind only had these words now.

Song Nanqiao covered his forehead. Fortunately, he had strong self-control, otherwise, he really couldn't control it.

Who can bear this? ?

She used to think that Wen Wenyao was dignified, generous and reserved. Only seventeen years old, it is impossible to make such a bold move, and now her view of Wen Wenyao has changed...

During this time, Wen Wenyao has been lowering her bottom line.

Those actions just now were completely challenging her lower limit.

Right now, Song Nanqiao only felt hot and dizzy, and the scent in the room made her even more confused.

"Wake up a little..."

The system felt that this scene seemed to have been acquainted. It reminded Song Nanqiao the same way a few days ago.

Sure enough, history will keep repeating itself...

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