The richest man Yang Fei

Yang Fei took a deep look at her. This is a person with ambition and ambition.

"Mr. Yang, if you don't mind, I want to know more about you. I will ask the company for half a month's leave to live with you. I have to become your shadow to write your essence."

Yang Fei asked, "Living together? How do you live?"

"Eat, walk, study, sleep, I will be with you."

"Sleep together?" Yang Fei rubbed his nose and smiled, "What do you want to know about me? Is it too deep?"

Chapter 898 Mysterious Xiu'er, Xiu'er in Dream Talk

"I know a photographer who went to Africa to take pictures of lions. He wore lion props, painted his body with a special smell, dressed up as a lion, and mixed in with the lions. It took half a month to shoot The work he thinks is satisfactory." Jeon Soo-yeon said sincerely, "So, if I want to write about you well, I must live with you, understand your daily life, and observe your every word and deed."

Yang Fei "..."

Co-authored, I am the lion in her eyes, the object of her works?

Jeon Soo-yeon said, "During this half month, whenever you have free time, I will talk to you about your past, your process of becoming rich, and the most exciting moments in your life."

Hearing that she was so serious, Yang Fei also became serious, and said, "I can tell, Miss Jeon Soo-yeon, you really want to write this book well, and I will try my best to cooperate with you."

Jeon Soo-yeon said happily, "So, you agree?"

Yang Fei said, "I still say that, you write it, I'll read it first, and then decide whether to publish it or not."

Jeon Soo-yeon said, "You are a rich man, so you definitely don't want to make money from an autobiography, and maybe you don't want to increase your reputation from a book. But I want to tell you, don't underestimate the power of reading books." .Whether it is money or fame, books can bring you."

Yang Fei smiled and said, "I know that some people become billionaires by writing books, and some people are known by the world because of their books."

Jeon Soo Yeon said, "So, let's work together to write a bestseller."

Thomas asked curiously, "Which genre are you planning to write? Memoir? Or novel?"

Jeon Soo-yeon said, "Best-selling genre."

Thomas was surprised, "There are still best-selling genres?"

"A best-selling book does not need to be too long, but it must be exquisite. Every word and every sentence has its own necessity. In addition, the most important thing is that the title of the book must be grand, domineering and attractive. , people will pick it up and watch it at a glance. In terms of content, it is best to propose a new concept, step on the pulse of the times, and find a background for the work in a big era."

Yang Fei heard her speak clearly and logically, and asked with a smile, "How many books have you published?"

"I haven't published a book yet." Jeon Soo-yeon said, "Writing a book for you is my first book, and I will definitely write it with my heart."

In the next half month, Jeon Soo-yeon really asked for leave and stayed with Yang Fei all the time.

At first, Yang Fei thought that what she said about sleeping together was just talking, but she didn't expect that she would do what she said.

When she said to sleep together, she didn't want to share a room like Ning Xin and the others, but like Su Tong, she wanted to be in the same room with him.

Yang Fei had already bought a house, and he added a single bed in his big room, and this bed became the place where Quan Xiuyan slept.

Don't think that being accompanied by beautiful women is a blessing.

She is not an ordinary person, she can see and talk about it, but she can't touch it.

Moreover, most people don't feel very comfortable in the same room with a semi-strange person of the opposite sex.

Every night, Quan Xiuyan would chat with Yang Fei until very late, often chatting, the two would fall asleep in their respective beds.

One day, Yang Fei woke up in the middle of the night, opened his eyes, and suddenly saw a pale woman's face looming in the darkness, and couldn't help being startled.

Jeon Soo-yeon turned on the light and said with a smile, "It's me."

Yang Fei sat up and said, "Are you sick? In the middle of the night, are you pretending to be a ghost?"

Quan Xiuyan was dressed neatly, paced in front of his bed, and said, "Mr. Yang, I just got up to see you when I heard you shouting."

"I'm shouting?" Yang Fei asked confusedly, "What am I shouting?"

"You called in Chinese. Fortunately, I have studied Chinese. You called Xiu'er, Xiu'er."

"Xiu'er?" Yang Fei was stunned.

Quan Xiuyan tilted her head and said with a smile, "You can't be calling me, are you? After all, there is also a word Xiu in my name."

Yang Fei laughed and said, "You think too much."

Jeon Soo-yeon leaned over, "Mr. Yang, how long has it been since you touched a woman? This is a normal human need. You can talk to me. Now, I am your shadow."

Yang Fei glanced at her, "What? You want to satisfy me?"

"No, I am your shadow, you can see, you can talk to me, but you can never catch me."

"Fart!" Yang Fei couldn't help but swear.

"Mr. Yang, Xiu'er, who is it?" Quan Xiuyan really devoted herself to this job of experiencing life, and she was not angry at all. On the contrary, she was complacent about Yang Fei's ability to reveal her personality. This shows that Yang Fei In front of her, he gradually relaxed and let himself go.

This also shows that her shadow role has succeeded.

Yang Fei waved his hand vigorously, "It's nothing! Sleep!"

Jeon Soo-yeon took out her notebook solemnly, and wrote down the word "Xiu'er" on a certain page.

The next day, Quan Xiuyan found Ning Xin and Chen Mo, and began to understand Yang Fei from the side, and at the same time asked them who Xiu'er was.

Unfortunately, no one knew of Xiu'er's existence.

Ning Xin and Chen Mo counted the people around Yang Fei, but they couldn't find a woman with the character "Xiu".

Ning Xin said, "Miss Quan, if you really want to understand Yang Fei, you should go to my country, Southern Province, Tsinghua University, and Taohua Village. Only in this way can you really write about Yang Fei."

Quan Xiuyan said, "Miss Ning, you are right, I will go to Huaxia. However, I want to go back to his hometown with Mr. Yang when he is on vacation."

Ning Xin asked, "Miss Quan, where are you from?"

Jeon Soo-yeon said, "My father is Korean and my mother is French. As for me, my nationality is now American. I was born in Germany and went to university in New York. I have also been to China and lived in China for more than a year. Time. All my life, I have followed my parents’ job transfers. Wherever they are, I will be there. Therefore, I rarely have classmates or friends who play for a long time.”

Ning Xin and Chen Mo looked at each other, thinking that this person has so much experience!

Quan Xiuyan shook the pen in her hand, her eyes widened curiously, and she murmured, "Xiuer, Xiuer! The name that Mr. Yang can call in his dreams, but no one knows her existence? This is unscientific. Who is this Xiu'er?"

The greatest human heart is curiosity.

The greatest desire of human beings is the desire to spy on other people's secrets.

When pinhole cameras became popular, some people would like to install such probes in everyone's home and in the sockets of every hotel.

Jeon Soo-yeon has now fallen into Yang Fei's ocean of secrets, and if she doesn't solve this mystery, she won't be able to extricate herself!