After exposing the vest, she became a god overnight

Zhong Shen: "..."

Did their master take some wrong medicine? Why did he treat Song Yan so differently?

Zhong Shen couldn't help but look around Song Jing, except for his tall figure and long black hair, is everything else very ordinary?

I don't know why their master is so pleasing to the eye.

Song Jing didn't expect that the legendary Holy Son would invite her to ride in the same car, and he didn't move, just standing where he was.

Shengzi got into the car and didn't call Song Jing again, but the rear door of his car remained open.

The rest of the people all looked at Song Jing appreciatively, secretly guessing what kind of relationship she had with the Holy Son of Shenzong.

Zhong Shen lowered his voice, "Song Yan, our holy son asked you to get in the car."

"Why?" Song Jing asked directly, "Your son is so approachable?"

What an approachable ass!

Usually, other people are one meter closer, and their master despises it.Especially women, if they still sprinkled perfume, this master would lose his temper and throw them out directly.

Anyway, he didn't understand why their master was so fond of the ordinary-looking Song Yan.

Zhong Shen endured the full of complaints, and smiled very falsely, "Yes, our Holy Son has the best temper."

"Song Yan, get in the car quickly, everyone is waiting to go."

The others had indeed gotten into the car separately, Song Jing frowned, and finally got into the car.

Song Jing got into the car, and the bodyguard finally closed the door that had been left open.

The car drove out slowly, and Song Jing took out his mobile phone to play Snake after getting in the car.

A certain saint who was sitting next to him glanced at Song Jing, closed his eyes and meditated, and silently curled his mouth.

Although Song Jing's appearance has changed, she has not concealed her habits or aura. Anyone who is familiar with her can recognize her with just a little contact.

And this certain holy son who recognized Song Jing was none other than Shi Yan who left with Feng Luan.

Shi Yan's face seemed calm and calm, but his palms were already sweating nervously.

Why did Song Jing show up in Fengcheng? He also sent his resume to his team, and his name was easy to recognize and distinguish.

So much so that the team that had already recruited enough people, after he heard Zhong Shen accidentally pronounced the name Song Yan, he almost immediately thought that this person was Song Jing.

And it is true.

He only needs to meet Song Jing once, and he will recognize Song Jing.

Except for the face change, everything else is the most familiar look to him.

Shi Yan closed his eyes and thought, Song Jing came to Fengcheng, could it be that he came to look for him?

But after thinking about it again, Song Jing probably doesn't know anything now, and he must be here for other things.

The reason why he submitted his resume to his team was probably because of the daily salary of [-] a day.

The little girl in his family never earns too much money.

Is Song Yan a combination of the two names Song Jing and Shi Yan?

Even at this time, the little girl in his family still misses him.

ah!Really worth everything!

Shi Yan felt that it would be a bit of a waste of the opportunity to be alone with Song Jing if he remained silent all the time.

So he asked for something to say, "Are you a native of Fengcheng?"

"Do you hear my accent?" Song Jing stared at the phone screen without raising his head, and his tone was indifferent, which was not really friendly.

Shi Yan suddenly had a feeling of nostalgia.

When he first met Song Jing, Song Jing was cold and cool, and he was not easy to mess with at first sight.

His little girl is only delicate and soft in front of him alone.

Shi Yan is a little bit proud, but after the pride, there is a strong sadness.

Shi Yan adjusted his mood, and replied solemnly, "It doesn't sound like an accent, but I can't tell where you are from."

"Hmm." Song Jing hummed indifferently, completely ignoring common sense to introduce himself where he came from at such a time.

After all, you are still facing the employer. If you change someone, don't say how enthusiastic they are, at least they shouldn't be so indifferent. The only thing missing is the engraved words on the forehead, don't talk to me.

If it were a normal person, it would be impossible to chat with Song Jing now, but Shi Yan enjoyed it, and even teased her badly like when he first met Song Jing.

"Come out to make money at such a young age, and the family conditions are very difficult?"

Song Jing frowned impatiently, the greedy snake on the phone screen slammed into the wall, and the game was over.

"If I remember correctly, the job I'm applying for is to help you catch fire lions, not to chat with you." Song Jing remained expressionless, "If you want to add chat services, please add extra money."

"That's easy to say, I'll give you an extra 1000 yuan every day." Shi Yan raised the corners of his mouth and tilted his head, "Now let's talk about [-] yuan first?"

Song Jing's eyes were originally filled with irritability, but when he turned his head and saw the suppressed smile on the corner of the other party's mouth, he suddenly froze for a moment.

Not only does this person's back look very similar to Shi Yan's, but even the sloppy, wicked smile at the corner of his mouth is also very similar.

Song Jing's eyes flickered with emotion, and he turned his eyes away, feeling a little less irritable, "A daily salary of [-] is not worth it, and no one will dislike having too much money."

"I don't think you look like someone who loves money." Shi Yan continued to be funny.

"Then you can't see people right." Song Jing pressed half of the car window, and the wind blew in from the outside, which made her feel a lot better.

"Is there? I always feel that I have a good eye for seeing people." Shi Yan asked with a smile, "How can you prove that I am wrong? How about chatting with me without extra money?"

Song Jing had no expression on his face, "You are very accurate." He tried to deduct money from her, but there was no way.

"..." Shi Yan tilted his head, raised his hand to his lips and smiled, his shoulders were shaking.

The little girl who is a money fan is so cute!

Song Jing's face was paralyzed, seeing a certain holy son couldn't stop laughing, and he added with a wooden face, "Holy son, it's another price to make fun of you."

"I'll give you another ten thousand." Shi Yan's smile became more obvious, "Don't call Shengzi so cynical, my name is Mu Jing."

Mu Jing, what a strange name.

Song Jing complained in his heart, "Money is not everything, I refuse the ten thousand."

"How about an hourly salary of [-]?"

The corner of Song Jing's mouth twitched, "Your Shenzong is so rich?"

"It may be a little richer than you imagined." Shi Yan bowed slightly, raised Erlang's legs, and looked at Song Jing with his elbows on his knees, "You really don't plan to make more money. Poverty?"

"To rob your rich and help my poor?" Song Jing smiled, "Holy Son, does Sect Master Feng know that your elbow is turning outward like this?"

"My master probably doesn't know now, are you going to report me?"

"Destroying someone's wealth is like killing one's parents. I'm not out of my mind, so why cut my own wealth?" Song Jing held up three fingers, "I don't need an hourly salary, the daily salary is [-], and there is no credit, thank you. "

"No problem, I will pay you one hundred thousand in advance." Shi Yan took out his mobile phone, "I'll scan you."

Song Jing was startled again.

Suddenly, it occurred to her that someone was also reckless and transferred money to her in advance of the so-called treatment expenses.

Is it because this holy son has too many similarities with Shi Yan, or does she miss Shi Yan too much, so she is always looking for Shi Yan's shadow everywhere?