"Are you boring? You talk about such boring data for breakfast." Hua Yingying first despised the two of them and asked in a spirit: "Wu Xin, Lao Bai, you said before that the second young master of the Lin Group came to our house today, isn't it true?"

"If he didn't deceive me at night," Wu Xin asked back after answering: "What?"

Hua Yingying ignored his question and fucked the phone: "Who, ask that whoever comes to my house to play together in the evening. You must not know who will come today. It's Mr. Lin... Which Mr. Lin? Lin's Group, and who else... comes here. Let's see who can win the prize."

Wu Xin and Bai Wen looked at each other for a while, and Wu Xin asked, "I heard that love is selfish."

"What do you know? As long as one sister successfully penetrates into the enemy, a group of sisters will attack into the enemy in the future." Hua Yingying stretched out her two fingers into V, revealing her white teeth and smiling proudly.

Bai Wen shook his head: "Yingying, as a friend, I have to say something. Although it is a trend to find rich people now, using money as a standard for measuring love and even marriage is actually inappropriate and risky to use lifelong happiness."

"I know what you want to say." Hua Yingying said: "Old Bai, don't you like logical analysis? Let's analyze it logically, right? A poor boy, a rich boy, let's choose a girl. Not to mention that rich boys can bring intuitive benefits to girls, even if this girl is as jealous as the Seven Fairies, and loves poverty as she loves poorly and marrys a poor boy. Now I want to ask you, is it a poor boy who has a great chance of becoming bad after becoming rich, or is the rich boy who has a great chance of becoming bad after becoming poor?" Some people dare to chemically chemistry, but Hua Yingying dares to make happiness probability.

"This..." Wu Xin and Bai Wen looked at each other again. This question was too profound. It strongly exposed the essence of most men. Money becomes bad... in fact, it cannot be considered bad, it just changes his current life. Of course, money becomes the target of a certain beauty, and most men are not easy to control the lower body. Not only because of physiological needs, but also because of the successful satisfaction of getting from poor to rich, the beauty proves her value more, and then the more she looks at melasma, endocrine disorders, nagging... the yellow-faced woman becomes more unhappy. And a rich boy is already like that. After twenty years of test, what will not be rotten will not be rotten, and what will be rotten will be rotten. If he becomes a poor boy, the things around him will be from existence to none, the more people around him will be more.

Hua Yingying nodded and said, "Of course, we don't mind finding someone like Lao Bai, and even someone like Wu Xin you are rare. But we really cannot be a woman who specializes in finding poor boys like ancient folk legends. We yearn for supplies, we are not noble, and of course, we don't oppose romance when love really happens."

"I commented on her that I also have some people who are interested in it... it's not rare at all." Wu Xin ate a bite and said, "But Yingzi is talking about the facts, just like men. Don't you want women to be school beauties when reading YY novels? The best school beauties have a rich, powerful family, and of course, the best is the most loved or heir of this school beauties. As one of the heroines, if you don't have a net worth of 18 million, you are embarrassed to sleep with the protagonist. RMB? US dollars! The first condition for the heroine is that her family has tens of billions of dollars in reserves, and a simple sentence can affect the lives of 3 billion people on earth."

"School Beauty!" Bai Wen sighed: "A woman with ordinary appearance should not be disturbed by the negative impact of this term."

"This issue will not be discussed anymore." Hua Yingying said: "The day after tomorrow, it will be a good day for me to go back to work after taking a week's leave. I seriously warn that if I still can't work for some reason, I will have the right to refund the rent."

"Ha, Yingzi, how could you be so unlucky?" Wu Xin smiled dryly. He was so troubled this week..., he was hurt and panda eyes, so he was sorry for him.

...

At seven o'clock in the evening, Wu Xin answered the phone call from the prodigal son and reported his residence. Then Wu Xin called out and said that he would go out of the door by buying something, then checked the nearby camera, and then found a residual IC card phone outside the street, grabbed the microphone with the prepared cloth, and dialed 110 with his fingernails: "A Class A wanted criminal was found on the second floor of the International Club!" Then he hung up the phone and left.

Well... Indeed, we must make it clear that no one is perfect. For example, Bai Wen loves to sleep in bed, and Hua Yingying likes money. Of course, Wu Xin cannot be a saint. When he heard that his ex-girlfriend was engaged, he should call a prank to send a gift. Besides, Wu Xin is a person who understands the law. He knows that he will be punished by public security by lying to the police. But the problem is that he will not admit it. Besides, the Criminal Investigation Brigade cannot exaggerate and collect evidence in order to let a person without a criminal detention for a few days. Even if he really does this, Wu Xin has not left any evidence. Don't underestimate Wu Xin, Wu Xin has had many dealings with the Discipline Inspection Commission in business. He knows his bluff, seduction and fraud methods very well.

I just want to say so much that Wu Xin is not a perfect person. Some people say that God is not perfect because he does not love sports. Guanyin is not perfect because she never changes clothes. So Wu Xin is not perfect because he lied to the bandit police.

At 7:40, the prodigal son knocked on the door of the Bai family!

The prodigal son, who is medium-sized, has a slightly more flesh on his face. Hua Yingying is obviously around 65 to 70 kilograms, has the habit of fitness, and often basks in the sun. He looks good, has a casual movement and speaks casually, has no airs, and is not artificial. Hua Yingying concluded that this person is quite good to be friends. As for whether he can be a partner, continue to observe...

The luggage is simple, just a small travel bag, which is probably as simple as Wu Xin’s living needs. You can just change your clothes.

"Why did she keep staring at me?" The prodigal son asked in a low voice, wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, feeling stripped naked.

"This..." Wu Xin thought about changing the topic: "There are only three rooms, who are you with whom?"

"Is there a choice?" The prodigal son shrugged: "I never sleep with a man, either sleep with her or sleep in the living room."

"..." Bai Wen was sweating profusely and finally patted Hua Yingying's shoulder helplessly: "Cough...cough!...cough!!!" His throat was sore.

"Ah!" Hua Yingying immediately woke up and said hurriedly: "Let me introduce it." He pulled the little hands of the girl sitting on the sofa from left to right: "She is Xiaoqing, a serious returnee. Her parents are in South Africa. Now she works as an editor at XX Magazine. Her name is Xiaoqian..."

"Hi!" Xiaoqing stretched out her hand and said in English: "There is a puff of rice!"

"Mi Tu!" The prodigal son was very generous

Bai Wen translated to Wu Xin: "She said she was very happy to know you, and he said, I am the same." Although Wu Xin was once the boss of an import and export company, why can't foreigners know Chinese if they have to Wu Xin know English? You must know that Chinese is the world's largest language.

"It seems that nothing is wrong with us." Wu Xin asked: "Chess? Let's have a game?"

"Okay!" Bai Wen saw the girls chatting and laughing, and the prodigal son responded tiredly: "Let's go three games! I haven't seen it, but I won't leave." I was about to start the game at around 11 o'clock, and the activity began at 12 o'clock.

PS: There may be pigeons in one chapter tomorrow at noon, and this may be nearly 10%!
Chapter completed!