President chasing me,Please waiting in line!

How many girlfriends does Wang Jiaze have? Is he not stingy to each one, throwing money only for the beauty of smile?

Men, especially rich men, should be as far away as possible. It's just If she was only Wang Jiaze's woman, why did she send out so many bodyguards? Is it too much of a fuss?

Lin Guo was indignant: "the difference between people is not the same, people watch a concert, charter!"

"How, envy and jealousy?" Yang Yi asked with a smile.

"Envy." Lin Guo nodded honestly, "although we don't lack food and clothing, we have to struggle for a long time to buy a favorite article that is several times more than the salary. It's easy for people to get what they want."

Yang Yi hooks Lin Guo's shoulder: "little fruit, have you ever played a game?"

"Of course

"Have you used modifiers?"

"It seems that you are in the same way."

"The life of the rich is like a game with modifiers. We fight monsters one by one, upgrade ourselves, save a small Treasury, tired and happy. What about them? If they play a strange game, they will be promoted to ten levels. When the game of life becomes boring, what do you think they will do

"Spend hundreds of thousands of tickets to see the concert!" Lin Guo had no choice but to show up.

Yang Yi patted her on the shoulder: "it's good for us to fight monsters one by one. At least every day we have a full and meaningful life."

"That's right."

The lights on the scene suddenly turned off, leaving only a few on the stage. All of a sudden, the girls' screams came from all directions. Some people yelled "Zhang Ting, Zhang Ting". The glowing sticks were like a light green ocean. Every shout accompanied the tide and rushed to the stage.

Yang Yi's heart is surging, staring at the rising stage center, spotlights gathered on the young men, he wore a black hat, black vest open chest, black trousers, showing a strong and strong body. He doesn't have to do anything. As long as he stands there, women are crazy about him. Explosive music sounded, he suddenly jump, wild music melody with his dance steps, every movement is handsome just right.

Lin Guo grabs Yang Yi: "he is so handsome, so handsome!"

Yang Yi nods hard. Different from the fans who were boiling and about to burn up, the women on the VIP table were silent, expressionless and desolate.

Zhang Ting's concert is burning every minute. Two and a half hours down, Yang Yi and Lin Guo's voice are hoarse.

When they were ready to leave, Lin Guo pushed Yang Yi: "the local tyrants have left."

The VIP seats were empty, and even the bodyguards had left.

"Hundreds of thousands, hundreds of thousands. It's just spent. " Lin Guo is still regretting the empty seats.

Yang Yi hugged her with a smile: "it's not your money. What do you love?"

"Yes, she contributed tickets to us Zhang Ting."

Out of the province, I was shocked by the traffic jam outside. Yang Yi congratulates: "fortunately did not drive to come, otherwise tonight is blocked in the road."

"Stay in my house tonight. It's only 20 minutes walk back here." Lin Guo suddenly thought, looked at her legs, "can you walk?"

"Yes, just slow down." Yang Yi said, "go to your neighborhood and I'll go home if I can get a taxi."

"Yes." Yang Yi seriously recognize the bed, go to her home several times, insomnia several times.

They were holding hands and chatting through the crowd. S City, which is more than 11 o'clock, is still noisy and boisterous as day, which is also rare.

A silver Mercedes Benz stopped beside them. A man in a black suit and sunglasses stopped Yang Yi and Lin Guo.

What's the situation? Yang Yi and Lin Guo look at each other, do not know what happened.

The man facing Yang Yi: "Miss Yang, our Miss said, give you a ride."

Yang Yi took a look at the back seat of the Mercedes Benz. Although it was covered with a film, he couldn't see anything at all. "Who is your lady, please?"

Just then, the glass window came down.

Lin Guo's eyes stare big, pulling Yang Yi, anxious to know what is involved between Yang Yi and miss VIP.

Yang Yi also felt quite surprised. Why did Wang Jiaze's girlfriend give her a ride? Thanks for her help that night? demonstration? Or something else?

"Get in the car." She said.

Yang Yi smile: "thank you for your kindness, but we don't seem to know each other."

"Did you not recognize me in it just now?" She looked up at Yang Yi.

"You were so drunk that you didn't recognize me that night."

She hooked the corner of her lip. "It should not have been recognized, but my brother and I mentioned you."

"Your brother?"

"Wang Jiaze."

“……” Is this what Korean people call it?

"Get in the car. I'll take you home." She said.

Yang Yi pointed to Lin Guo: "no, I'll go to her house to sleep tonight."

"Yes, but I want to talk to you." She looked a little disappointed. "Forget it. I'll see you some other time."Yang Yi said she left first. As soon as she left some distance, Lin Guo immediately asked, "who is she?"

Yang Yi told the truth that she found her drunk that night, and Lin Guo shook her head: "you are right, rich people's life is easy to be empty and lonely. Fortunately, you helped her. Otherwise, s city will have another round of J cases! Why don't you get on the bus in case someone wants to thank you? What if I give you a million thanks? "

"If it was you, would you accept the million?"

Lin Guo thought, "a million seems a little more, give me 100000."

Yang Yi laughed and said seriously, "I won't take a cent."

"Ah, noble soul!" Lin Guo hugged her, "I like you like this."

"It's not noble, but it's not worth thanking. I believe that if you were passing by, you would have done it

Lin Guo nodded: "that is, all women, such things can not be ignored."

To the neighborhood of Lin Guo's home, the traffic is quite spacious, Yang Yi gets a car and says goodbye to Lin Guo. Lin Guo told her, "send me a message when you get home. Goodbye

this evening, Yang Yi, as usual, put on a mask, played with his mobile phone, and then went to bed.

Just arrived at the company in the morning, the front desk and Yang Yi said, "Mr. Yang, there are visitors. In the reception room. "

"Do you have a reservation?"

"There was no appointment, but she insisted on seeing you, saying there was something important."

Yang Yi nodded, "I'll go and have a look." The reception room is on the right side of the door. Yang Yi knocks on the door to enter. A fat woman in her 40s and 50s sits on the sofa. She comes in and snuffs out her cigarette end.

The room was full of choking snuff. Yang Yi coughed and looked at the woman. She has been dressed up carefully, but still can not hide the traces of the years, the skin is thick black, the figure is big three thick. Eyebrows and eyeliner are tattooed. It looks blue for some years and makes her look like a shrew.

"Are you lawyer Yang Yi?" She asked.

Yang Yi recognized her voice. She is Cheng Fu'an's wife. "Mrs. Cheng, what can I do for you?"