MTL - School Heroine Secretly Loves Me-Chapter 30 pajamas

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

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

After such a small episode, the butler asked the servant to serve good delicacies, all of which were delicacies from the mountains and seas. .

In addition, 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 that much, because when he was eating at home, he had to pay attention to the dining etiquette at all times, and this time he was eating in front of Wen Guangquan, even more so To pay attention.

Song Nanqiao looked up at Wen Wenyao.

The girl opposite, now exudes the smell of a noble lady. 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.

Wen Wenyao also looked at Song Nanqiao from the corner of her eye from time to time. She was worried that Song Nanqiao would be very restrained and uncomfortable when she was eating here. Now it seems that she thought too much. At the beginning , Wen Wenyao was still thinking about whether to prepare some food for Song Nanqiao after the meal.

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 dinner

Wen Guangquan glanced at Song Nanqiao.

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

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

"Okay."

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.

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

A large door, carved from red sandalwood, is very 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 arranged a position on his right for Song Nanqiao.

After he finished 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 it in front of Wen Guangquan. There were more than 20 pages of information, which detailed the Wen family's follow-up trading plan, and the rest Details of the opponent.

"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 trade, which was the Wall Street trade. Where are all the financial giants in the world gathered, Song Nanqiao, with a slight advantage, from this trade Earned $50 million in short interest.

"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 little waste of his talents.

"You don't believe in my abilities?"

Song Nanqiao sneered, with the economic strength of the Wen family, she can 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.

Capture every place you can earn money.

These abilities require long-term training. Even very talented people will lose a mess in front of experienced masters.

"OK."

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?"

"Mr. Wen really tests my ability."

One thousand shares is not too much. 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 your 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.

On hearing this, Wen Guangquan remembered this matter and almost forgot about it. He has been preparing a trading plan today and put the key in the safe. He took out a set of keys from his safe.

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."

"Temperature Atmosphere."

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

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

Looking around, Wen Wenyao was not in the hall.

"In the room?"

According to her memory, Song Nanqiao found Wen Wenyao's room in the twenty rooms on the second floor.

Is it not good to knock on the door of someone else's eldest lady? She hesitated for a while, should 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.

"It's been a long time, come in."

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

She never thought that they were taking a bath now.

I feel like I'm here at the wrong time.

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

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

"Well, it is indeed frozen." The girl looked straight at Song Nanqiao with clear eyes.

"Wash again?"

Song Nanqiao's brain is suddenly short-circuited.

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

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

Looking at Wen Wenyao's blushing body, standing in front of her obediently, 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.

"Sister..."

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

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

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

"I won't go to bed unless you hug me."

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

She discovered Wen Wenyao's peculiar attributes.

Looks like a special...inducing...

A noble and gentle lady, acting like a spoiled child at this time, what does it feel like...

The brain was like a rib was broken, Song Nanqiao hugged Wen Wenyao unconsciously, and it was a little tight.

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

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

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 moved himself Sight.

Can't see can't see...

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

Scared, she quickly backed away.

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

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

Who can stand 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 opinion of Wen Wenyao has changed...

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

Those actions just now are completely challenging her lower limit.

Now Song Nanqiao only feels hot and dizzy, and the fragrance in the room makes her even more confused.

"Sober up..."

The system feels that this scene seems to have been acquainted. It reminded Song Nanqiao like this a few days ago.

Sure enough, history will keep repeating itself...

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