The early morning sun shines in the "China Resources Spring" community. The pictures of light and shadow are outlined in the tall buildings. The hot temperature reminds people that it is still summer in the deep city in early September.

Lin Yuan moved to this rented house that week at the end of August. Song Yi arranged for Kong Ning and Lin Yiyi to clean up the housekeeping service.

The birds in the forest sing, and the wonderful time of the morning always passes fast.

Lin Yuan went to the bathroom to rinse his mouth, and his fair pretty face was still full of beautiful red glow. She was wearing a soft and silky beige nightgown bought by Song Yi, with the curve in front of her fierce. The hem of the nightgown was very short, revealing her snow-white and plump thighs. The beautiful woman with a delicate temperament lay down again, snuggled in Song Yi's arms, and said softly: "Brother Song, you are so awesome."

Song Yi loved her soft and gentle personality very much. He hugged the slender waist of the beautiful woman who looked extremely charming after the rain, letting her close to him, feeling her soft and plump figure. Her 95-point figure is so domineering, "Xiaoyuan, you should say: Brother Song, you are so great!"

After returning from Yangcheng and returning to Pingshan in Shencheng, it felt like he was switching between two worlds. After his trip to Yangcheng, he also gained and grew a lot.

Of course, the purse is shrunken.

And the first sentence Xiaoyuan said when he saw him last night: "Brother Song, I thought you didn't want me anymore." The resentment was filled with excitement. This sentence directly ignited him, making him still full of fighting spirit this morning, regardless of the losses in the treasury.

"Brother Song~" Lin Yuan often teased Song Yi, and suddenly realized, and glanced at him with a coquettish look.

Song Yi laughed, stroked her hair gently, and hugged her in his arms. The fragrant beauty, "Xiaoyuan, you can sleep for a while."

"Well. Brother Song..." Lin Yuan raised his head slightly, looking up at the man in front of him with bright eyes, admiration, sweet and sadness. She had big eyes that could speak. But she didn't say what she was saying, closed her eyes obediently, and buried her head in his arms. She was indeed a little tired of ()'s legs being weak.

After she moved, she invited her friend Yuan Ting to have a dinner last weekend.

She and Yuanting both graduated from Jiangzhou’s second-tier university: Jianghan University, which is far inferior to Jiangzhou University where Brother Song studied.

While drinking in the restaurant, she told Yuanting about her idea of ​​marrying Brother Song, as well as her reply from Brother Song at that time.

Yuan Ting said: "Lin Yuan, a few years later and a few years later. He said this clearly that he would not marry you. Don't be stupid when you go there. Although this scumbag treats you very well. The Patek Philippe watch you have is worth about 500,000 yuan. Look."

Yuanting handed Lin Yuan the page found on her mobile phone.

"Ah..." Lin Yuan looked at the phone screen in surprise, and then looked at the exquisite and beautiful ladies' watch on her wrist. She really didn't expect it to be so expensive. At that time, she asked casually, and Brother Song also answered casually: "Not expensive."

Yuan Ting shook her hand in front of Lin Yuan's eyes and sighed: "Lin Yuan, I originally tried to persuade him to make peace and not to be a part of it. But to be honest, this scumbag treats you very well, but she is definitely not a good match. Think about it carefully."

In fact, if she and Lin Yuan were not best friends, they wouldn't have said so clearly. This scumbag was willing to spend money on Lin Yuan so much, arranged a house, gave a gift of famous watches, and Hermes' bags. Can he say he was not good?

It made her a little envious.

It’s not easy to live in the city! Is there any man who is willing to spend so much money for her? She really doesn’t mind spending two or three years of youth to play with him. By the way, if a man is probably going to love Lin Yuan, this big treasure. She doesn’t have the capital.

But she knew Lin Yuan’s idea: get married, settle down, take care of her husband and children. So she said it very clearly and fulfilled her responsibilities as a friend.

…

Song Yi looked at the beautiful woman sleeping in his arms, with her figure undulating under her nightgown, graceful and unreasonable. The unattainable company goddess in his eyes in the past has been tasted by him in a simple way, and it is very pleasant. His mood is full of emotion and emotion. He also feels a little guilty towards her.

He could feel the girl's emotional commitment to him, obedient and gentle to him. He knew her deepest expectations in her heart. He would treat her well and promise her a lifetime of glory and wealth, but he really didn't want to marry her now.

Song Yi leaned over and gently kissed Lin Yuan's fair and tender face, stared at her for a while, and got up gently.

Lin Yuan asked for leave this morning, but he, a "free man" who is almost resigned, has to go to work.

Lin Yuan mentioned to him last night that his WeChat group was already exploded.

Ren Zaixian: Lao Song, are you still here? Why haven’t the code been uploaded yet? I’m going crazy. The king always sent emails to ask.

Lan Xia: Minister Song, at 10 o'clock this morning, there was a regular meeting of ministers, and General Wang sent an email to ask you to attend.

Ding Huai: Brother Song, many people in the company are now saying your strange things, saying that you have no talent and cannot write Fuxin code. Some people say that you are only suitable for technology, not management.

Shao Qing: Brother Song, are you okay? I heard some rumors about you being bad.

Zhao Yujun: What are you busy with recently?

Song Yi can guess what the chaos in Fuhui's company is like by just looking at the WeChat group. I guess there are doubts about him and the Network Information Security Department everywhere? However, it is his own fault. The department has not yet produced any results in one month since its establishment.

Song Yi looked at the watch at 9:34. He was a little greedy when he practiced with Lin Yuan in the morning and forgot the time. He didn't rush to go to the company, opened his backpack, took out the laptop he carried with him, took out the USB drive of the "WeChat" code from the system, logged in remotely to the server of Fuhui Company, and uploaded the code.

The room where Lin Yuan rented had an internet cable, and the internet speed was very fast. Song Yi estimated it and took a change of clothes to take a shower. After he saw the code being sent, he sent Ren Zaixian a WeChat message. He took a computer bag, handbag, and took a taxi to Fuhui Company.

His own blue Tiguan SUV has not yet been driven back from Nanshan Science and Technology Park. The Aston Martin he ordered has been picked up and parked in the garage of Villa No. 21, Wutong Villa.

…

…

At around 9 a.m. on Friday, there were three mobile software servers in Pingshan Science and Technology Park. 5th Floor.

Gu Hui went to the tea room with a smile and came back from fetching water. He happened to meet Liu Shanshan when he came back from a meeting. He smiled and said hello, "Mr. Liu, how are you communicating with your project and planning department?"

Liu Shanshan was a little surprised, "Oh, that's OK. They agreed to modify the plan. I only need to change a few lines of code here. Gu Hui, you are in a good mood."

"Haha. I won twenty dollars in the lottery yesterday."

Liu Shanshan smiled and glanced at him. It would be strange if I believe you. Isn’t it just that I saw that Minister Song was going to be in trouble? Definite news has already spread. Song Yi issued a military order to General Wang and completed the "Fuxin" project in six weeks.

Today is the penultimate day of the fourth week, Friday. Now the server of the Fuxin project does not even have a software architecture. All the ideas are still in writing. People within their department find it difficult.

She had regretted not having "a wise eye to recognize people", but now it seems that Song Yi is just a flash in the pan.

No matter what, she still had some objections to Song Yi. After all, after Song Yi became "developed", she abandoned her like a piece of shoes, showed goodwill to her, and did not respond to her closeness. She felt very unhappy.

Gu Hui smiled and returned to his seat with a teacup. His news was much more informed than Liu Shanshan. After all, he was a technical backbone. There was a ministerial meeting in the Development Department this morning. It is said that the king always had to beat Song Yi, who had never come to work.

Thinking about it, I feel very happy.
Chapter completed!