With a hook from the gang pet boss, Master Fu fell

She remembered that day very clearly.

In the four years since she came to the imperial capital, it was the first time in the middle of December that she saw such a heavy rainstorm.

She was a little girl, wearing very thin clothes, thin and small, holding Zebao who was covered in burns in her arms, sheltering from the rain at the door of the shop where she worked.

Seeing her pity, she shared her lunch with her and gave her hot water to drink. Before she left, she also gave her 500 yuan and a padded jacket that she bought with her own money.

She asked for her contact information, said that she remembered her kindness, and told her that she would definitely return the money to her.

She didn't take it seriously either, the child's burns were too serious, and all she could do was to help her as much as she could.

later.

When she met her in the hospital where her mother was hospitalized, she had become respected by many doctors in the hospital, including the dean, who called her an expert of Dr. Song.

after that.

My mother's illness was cured by her.

She asked her to use her name to rent the largest storefront in the most luxurious center of luxury in the imperial capital, Fairy Tale Town, and set up the first "Neon Clothes" next to the internationally renowned luxury brand.

She became a partner of 'Neonsang' and the actual manager of 'Neonsang'.

They worked together, and it took five years to make 'Neon Clothes' the first luxury brand in Huaguo to go abroad and be recognized by the world.

Everyone knows that the founder of 'Neon Clothes' has two ladies.

One of them, in front of people, handles various matters of "Neon Clothes", called Wen Wan.

The other one, named Yun Xiang, is known as the most mysterious top fashion designer in the world. No one has ever seen her true face in Lushan.

"I heard that the new winter styles of 'Neon Clothes' are coming out one after another, let's go in and have a look!"

The voice at the door of the clothing store interrupted her thoughts.

Wen Wan looked over, and saw five or six young girls with exquisite makeup, clothes and bags all of which were famous brands, one could tell at a glance that they were all famous ladies.

Among them, the girl surrounded by stars like the moon, wearing a small fragrant coat from the famous luxury brand elle, looks small and cute, and nodded proudly: "Then go in and have a look!"

this time.

It's dinner time.

Except for Song Yu, there was no one else in the store.

When girls are together, apart from eating, shopping and shopping, they just gossip.

Someone asked the girl in the green little fragrant jacket: "Ling'er, you are Song Yu's cousin, tell the truth, is she really in love with Young Master Lu?"

On Song Ruoling's face, there was an acrimony that didn't match her appearance and clothes, and she sneered: "She dreams of falling in love with Young Master Lu, what kind of family is the Lu family? Mistress, is she worthy?"

Some people echoed: "My mother also said that Young Master Lu is just playing around. If you get tired of eating big fish and meat, eat some porridge and side dishes. When you get tired of playing, kick her off. A wealthy family like the Lu family , is the most important thing to pay attention to."

"I'll tell you a secret." Song Ruoling nodded in agreement, his tone became more and more sarcasm, and he lowered his voice a little: "Wu Haixin, Mr. Wu, has fallen in love with Song Yu, and wants to marry her back as Xuxuan!"

snort!

She is a bumpkin from the countryside, why can she fall in love with Young Master Lu?

She only deserves to be with an old man like Wu Haixin!

"Really? Is the news accurate?" Someone was surprised.

"That's right. My dad, my uncle, and the others went to our hometown and called our ancestors over. Marriage matters are all decided by the elders, so she can't help but not agree." Song Ruoling's tone was very firm.

She just thinks.

That bitch Song Yu, every day being crushed and ravaged by a bald greasy old man who could be her grandfather, couldn't help but want to laugh three times.

"I'll be honest, she is a country bumpkin, and she is a blessing in eight lifetimes to be able to marry Mr. Wu as Xuxuan." Someone laughed.

"How can Mr. Wu say that he is also a deputy minister. If he marries a woman who is not on the stage, he can only be a vase. He is really wronged." Someone shook his head with emotion.

Someone teased her: "Wronged him? Then give you Mr. Wu, do you want it?"

"I don't want him. He can be my grandfather. If I want to fall in love, I need to find a handsome guy like Lu Shao." The girl puffed up her chest confidently, and said, "Ruo Ling, you want me to marry you." Said, you are a thousand times better than that Song Yu, if Lu Shao sees you, he will definitely fall in love with you at first sight."

group of people.

He started to compliment Song Ruoling again.

He said that when Lu Ci saw her, he would definitely fall in love with her and marry her into the Lu family.

Song Yu next to him was lazily sitting on the sofa, flipping through the latest fashion magazines, eating a piece of peach from time to time, turning a deaf ear to their conversation.

Song Ze had already changed into a handsome little suit, and was sitting beside her, carefully watching the stock market trend that Song Yu never understood.

Song Yu leaned over to take a look, and asked casually, "How much did you earn this month?"

All the money she earns is handed over to her son to manage, invest, and buy stocks.

Her precious son has an excellent investment vision. When buying stocks, he always only makes money but not loses. He not only plays by himself, but also helps Sister Mengmeng and the others manage their assets.

Song Ze calmly showed her the stock charts one by one, and said slowly, "Everyone made a small profit this month."

Anyway, if you show it to Mommy, she can't understand it.

Mommy is good at everything, but not at all, and doesn't know how to read stock charts.

And he had a wish since he was a child, to make Mommy the richest man in the world.

He will always work hard for this goal!

At this time.

His cell phone began to ding, ding, ding, ding.

It's a text message.

Text message 1: Ruan Mengmeng will transfer 500 million to you.

Text message 2: Ji Lin will transfer 1000 million to you.

SMS 3: Shen Yan will transfer 1000 million to you.

Text message 4: Suqie will transfer 2000 million to you.

Text message 5: Song Xingfeng will transfer you [-] yuan.

When Song Yucoug saw Song Xingfeng, the contrast was too tragic, and he couldn't hold back, and said, "Your second uncle is like this, I think you should let him keep it as a wife!"

So unfair.

Super S-level professor of the scientific research institute, I feel so sad.

Song Zeyu earnestly said: "Mommy, no matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat. You only need to invest to make money if you don't have money."

Song Yu thought it was right, patted his little head, and said, "Come on, let your second uncle get rich as soon as possible, and realize the freedom of wealth."

The mother and son were busy with their own business, and no one cared what Song Ruoling and his group were talking about.

until.

Someone yelled in distaste: "What about the manager, why do you let cats and dogs in your store?"