How Did I Become a God

　　Shunning District.

　　In a not-prosperous neighborhood, the buildings are only about a dozen stories high, and most of them are old-fashioned neighborhoods.

　　 In a shop with the sign of “Wanhe Car Repair Yard”, a dozen men and women are gathering around a handsome white-haired young man, complimenting his modified Porsche 918 in the middle of the shop.

　　 "Brother Bin, if you remodel this sacred car, go for a run in Golden Port, absolutely Lambowan."

　　 "That's it. Lao Fang's craftsmanship is an eight-pole fitter. In the period before and after the founding of the People's Republic of China, a national master!"

　　 "I think that Bin's skills are second to none among non-professional players."

　　 The white-haired young man is about twenty-four or five years old, with a cool smile on his face, and he accepts all compliments to his friends. The same rice raises all kinds of people. He belongs to the category of arrogant and individual pursuit.

　　 This young man named "Bin" is 1.87 meters tall, has very handsome facial features, and looks a bit feminine. Perhaps this is one of the reasons why he kept his hair short, dyed white, and stood up one by one.

　　 Brother Bin squeezed his chin, looked at the modified Porsche 918 with satisfaction, and asked without turning his head: "Has Haozi come?"

　　 A curly-haired Hiroko hurriedly squeezed from the edge of the shop flatteringly, "Brother Bin, I'm here. I'm here."

　　 Brother Bin glanced at him and made no secret of his contempt, and said, "On Sunday, my friend uses a car for marriage, and I accept your favor. I am going to set up a few banquets at the Diaoyutai State Guest House and save a game.

　　 You call your friend, the owner of the Rolls Royce, to convey my invitation and ask him if he wants to come. If you are willing, I will send him an invitation. "

　　 Haozi said: "Okay. Brother Bin, wait a moment."

　　...

　　...

　　 Well Gao slept very comfortably in Tianfu Hot Spring Resort.

　　 In the early morning, after working out in the hotel gym, taking a shower, and having breakfast, I drove away with my personal belongings and headed to the "Shadow" company in Anjing Building in Wangjing.

After 　　 entered the Fourth Ring Road, the road became crowded. Jing Gao was driving while chatting with Liu Sumei on the phone.

　　 He recommended the restaurant on the second floor of Tianfu Hot Spring Hotel to Liu Sumei in the morning. Beijing cuisine here tastes very good.

　　 It’s about eight o’clock. Liu Sumei may have already arrived at the company and dialed directly, and said crisply, “Ms. Jing, how can you be like you? I would recommend some such expensive restaurants.”

　　 Jingtaka held the steering wheel with both hands, drove the Bluetooth headset, and smiled: "Isn't this just complementary to the old gourmet restaurant you recommended to me? The rice noodle restaurant you recommended to me last time, it tastes really good."

　　 "Then you are going too far. I can go to the Summer Palace restaurant if I save some money. The hot spring resort you sent me this morning is probably a membership system, and I can't even touch it."

　　Highly said: "So, Liu Sumei, you have to work hard. Oh, I heard that Xiao Qiao gave you the recruitment of Phoenix Film and Television? Are there any discounts on the price?"

Liu Sumei chuckled and said, "Of course not. It's official business. Sister Qiao didn't report to you? Yesterday I went to China World Trade Center to talk about it. According to the results, I helped Phoenix Film and Television find eight management members and set up the shelf. Fees are charged. The price is 5 million."

　　 Jingtaka smiled, "Okay, come on. I'm waiting for the final interview."

　　 Ending the conversation with Liu Sumei, Jing Gao connected to the phone that Haozi kept calling, frowning slightly.

　　 "Master Jing, good morning, good morning!" Haozi took a Beijing movie and said the matter again, saying: "Brother Bin is the first person in the non-professional racing car in Beijing, and he is so bold. If you meet, it is really..."

　　 Jing Gao was too lazy to listen to Hiroko's cross talk in the morning, this one was always a little confused, so he interrupted: "It's all about the dinner. That's it, okay."

　　 hung up the phone, Jing Gao shook his head. Shao Xie was so helpless when he was so young.

　　 Not to mention how bitter Haozi went to reply to "Bin", and then privately sighed with friends that his help-out career had suffered setbacks, and he missed the opportunity because he didn't hug Brother Bin's thigh.

　　 drove Jinggao all the way and arrived at Anjing Building at a quarter past nine. As usual, Jiang Jingying came downstairs to pick him up.

　　 At the age of thirty-two, Jiang Meifu wore a see-through blue skirt, and she became more graceful, fresh and elegant. A shawl with long hair exudes the intellectual charm of a mature woman from the inside out, and the temperament is very outstanding.

　　 "Mr. Jing, morning." Jiang Jingying smiled and shook hands with Jing Gao, her clear eyes flashing over Jing Gao's face.

　　 Jing Gao smiled and shook hands with her, "Ms. Jiang, hello."

　　 Jiang Jingying stunned her heart, raised her heart, and lamented in her heart: It seems that the second edition of the design draft is estimated to have to be changed today. Jing Gao's attitude is very problematic. Don't deliberately make things difficult for her, want to take advantage of her, right?

　　 Her bottom line is to accompany him to a meal. She would rather not do this business if it crosses the line. Including the one designed by the Phase III office of China World Trade Center

　　 Muttered in her heart, Jiang Jingying took the well-high to the 28th floor "Shadow" company meeting room to take a seat. The design drawings are laid out early.

　　The little assistant came in to pour tea.

　　 The small meeting room is not large in size, and the layout is elegant and concise. There is only a simple long table and a few chairs in the middle.

　　 Jiang Jingying opened the chair and sat next to Jing Gao. Her voice was still gentle, explaining her design plan without hurriedness, but she did not exude her charm like last time, and deliberately converged.

　　 Half an hour later, Jiang Jingying endured answering Jing Gao’s various Xiaobai questions, and said softly: "Mr. Jing, all the designs are like this. Can you see what else needs to be modified?"

　　 She doesn't have much hope.

　　 Jing Gao drank warm tea, nodded, and said happily: "That's it. You are responsible for supervising the completion. In addition, for the office design of Phase III of China World Trade Center, you can come up with a plan as soon as possible."

　　 Jiang Jingying was stunned immediately, staring at Jing Gao blankly. The fair face looked up so slightly.

　　 oval face, willow eyebrows, big eyes and clear eyes. The facial features are excellent in proportion. It's a beauty of ninety points.

　　 Jing Gao knows Jiang Jingying's "careful thinking" very well. But I didn’t click it just now, so I said it’s better to do ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ with a smile, and said, "Why, Mr. Jiang's Alipay doesn't charge you today?

　　 Jiang Jingying ridiculed Jing Gao and recovered. He smiled suddenly, especially gentle and intellectual, giving people a sense of comfort like a spring breeze, and said: "There is a thing about Alipay that does not charge money? Mr. Jing, wait a moment."

　　 Bring the mobile phone on the desktop and call up the Alipay code interface.

　　 Well Gao scanned the code and transferred the 160,000 balance to her.

Listening to the melodious payment notification tone, Jiang Jingying smiled three points brighter, looking at Jing Gao who was drinking from the teacup, stroking the fierce mouth lightly, and whispered: "Ms. Jing, you scared me so much just now. I am. I thought you would be dissatisfied with my design."

　　 Jing Gao laughed, "You were very confident the first time you saw my offer. Mr. Jiang, that’s it for today? I still have a dinner at noon."

　　 Jiang Jingying chuckled and corrected: "You should call me'Jingying'. My small company, what a boss."

　　 The reason why Jing Gao didn't call her "Jing Ying" when we met downstairs in the morning, because Gein was just a "joking" name last time, and it didn't matter. Therefore, he properly called her "Ms. Jiang".

　　 This will Jiang Jingying actively ask him to use this familiar name.

　　 Jing Gao realized the subtle changes in their status when they got along, her "female clothes", thoughtful, smiled and nodded, "Okay." Shaking hands and leaving.

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