The richest man Yang Fei

She found the book spread out on the table: "Hey, what book is this? High school mathematics? How do you learn this?"

"I got my name in No. [-] Middle School, and I will take the college entrance examination next year, so I have to study."

"Ugh!"

"What sigh?"

"You are so much better than me, much richer than me, and you still work so hard, so motivated! How can I live like this?"

Yang Fei smiled and said, "Why don't you come too?"

"I really want to. Let's make money first. I'm also busy with work." With his fingers, Su Tong gently flipped through the math books on the table, feeling a little lonely suddenly, thinking that the gap with him was getting bigger and bigger!

It used to be parallel, but now it can only look up.

She yawned, covered her cherry lips with her hand, and said, "I'm sleepy, I'm going back."

"It's so late, let's sleep in the guest bedroom." Yang Fei said, "The bedding is ready-made."

Su Tong shook his head: "Such a good room, such a good bed, I'm afraid I'll be addicted to sleep, and I'm reluctant to leave, what should I do?"

Yang Fei was startled slightly, and said in a warm voice: "It's too late, don't leave. This is an order!"

Su Tong's eyelids twitched, and his heart moved slightly.

He looks domineering, so handsome!

She didn't say to leave, nor did she say to stay: "Can I listen to Tingge?"

"Okay, there are so many discs, you can choose whatever you want."

"If you have money, you can really be willful!" Su Tong said quietly, "These foreign discs are all imported in original packaging. One disc costs more than 100 yuan, right? It is equivalent to the monthly salary of a people's teacher in the county! "

"We work so hard, don't we just want to live the life we ​​want one day?" Yang Fei poured two glasses of red wine and put them on the tea table.

"Yes." Su Tong chose this disc, walked to the CD rack, turned on the machine, and put in the disc.

The music starts.

It is the melody that Yang Fei is familiar with.

John Denver's country roads took me home.

"I've heard you sing it before, and I think it sounds good. Now listen to the original song." Su Tong smiled.

"Well, sit here, let's drink some red wine and talk about life and ideals."

"Just talking about life and ideals?"

"if not?"

"Talk about how to make money!" Su Tong said, "We're together, don't we always talk about this? When did we talk about life and ideals?"

"Senior sister, you are really disappointing."

Su Tong smiled mischievously, picked up the red wine, and asked, "Isn't this Lafite from [-]?"

"Of course not." Yang Fei shook his head solemnly, "This is from the 70s."

"Ah!" Knowing that he was not joking, Su Tong took a sip and said, "I seldom drink red wine, but the taste of this wine is really special. After taking a sip, I don't think I will forget it in my life .”

She gently sat down on the sofa, turned her head and looked at Yang Fei.

Yang Fei also looked at her tenderly.

Warm song.

Mellow red wine.

The atmosphere seems to be good.

Su Tong's gaze suddenly turned to the back of the sofa.

She approached, stretched out her slender hand, and picked up a hair.

Yang Fei also saw it.

Hair is very long.

Definitely not his.

The hair is black, but it's different from Su Tong's hair quality. Besides, she just sat down and never leaned on the sofa, so it can't be hers.

Su Tong twirled the long, well-colored hair, feeling turbulent.

She couldn't help thinking wildly.

I heard from Yang Fei that Jiang Xiaojia's family lives next door to him. Will she and her mother also come to visit?

Judging by experience, this is clearly the hair of a young girl.

Su Tong met Wan Aimin and Jiang Xiaojia.

Sister Wan next door is old, her hair is a little curly, and she doesn't have such a good hair color.

Xiaojia is still young, her hair is very thin and not so long.

Not theirs.

Whose would it be?

Su Tong twisted that strand of hair and looked at it with both eyes, as if watching a wonderful Shakespeare play.

She listened to Yang Fei's explanation very much.

However, Yang Fei is her boss, and she is just a secretary.

The two have never established any other relationship, not even verbally.

Why should he give her an explanation?

Chapter 147 The Slippery Faucet

Yang Fei saw it too, and didn't hide or explain it.

He just smiled slightly: "Hey, there really is a snail girl! Sister, look, this is the hair left by the snail girl! You can take it for a test, maybe you can find genes that are different from human beings!"

Su Tong chuckled: "No way! You have a good idea!"