How Did I Become a God

The morning light ripped through the clouds at the edge of the sky. The tall buildings and streets of the capital gradually brightened.

The Vanke Economic and Trade Garden where Jinggao lives is a four-bedroom house, where you can rest in the master bedroom and the second bedroom. The other two, one was converted into a study room, and one was converted into a studio. The 110,000 imported treadmill he bought online is in the studio.

Jing Gao got up, looked at the big beauty who was still sleeping beside him, got up lightly. Tired her tossing her last night.

He leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, Jing Gao went out to wash, to see that it was just after 6 o'clock in the morning, and he was going to buy breakfast at the Kempinski Hotel.

As soon as I went out, I saw a very handsome and handsome young man coming out of 2002 next door. He hummed softly, "What use do I want this iron rod for?"

Jing Gao's eyes condensed.

The handsome young man was stunned. He didn't expect that he would meet the owner or tenant next door in 2001 when he went out so early. His expression was a bit embarrassed and guilty. After a while, he walked into another elevator.

Jing Gao sent a WeChat message to Xiaohe and received the news soon. Liao Rong brought people back to 2001 yesterday. Since Liao Rong resigned from the Zhao Group, she has become more and more courageous! The grassland above Professor Zhao has long been green.

An Zhiwen called him two days ago. After Wu was dealt with, Zhao Shiyan went to Professor Zhao to cry. Professor Zhao is so savvy, and he understands the reason for the divorce between the two, and his blood pressure rises with anger.

Jing Gao here promised that he would not do anything to Zhao Shiyan, and this matter would come to an end.

However, after this trouble, his relationship with Professor Zhao is a bit rift.

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The time of the day passed leisurely. Li Mengwei stepped on high heels and walked from the classroom to the office of the second grade teacher on the fifth floor of the teaching building. Receive countless admiring eyes along the way.

Exquisite and moving facial features, long hair fluttering, pale pink shirt and slim trousers are the first value of "Jiaxin High School" in the eyes of straight men.

In middle age, Lao Xia, who had only two hairs on his head, sat down and stroked her hair up, and when she saw Li Mengwei coming in, Nunu said, "Weiwei, someone gave you flowers."

Li Mengwei looked at a bouquet of bright roses on the desk, didn't even bother to read the message note on it, picked it up and threw it into the trash can outside.

In fact, the holiday of "520" is no different in terms of working days like Friday. Her distress is that every time this holiday, she will be bombarded by various confessions and roses. It's almost annoying.

Lao Xia sighed, slapped her legs, "Oh, Weiwei, it's a shame. It's a shame." This handful of roses starts at least 500 yuan.

"Teacher Xia, I don't have a place to put it here." Li Mengwei cleaned up the roses, saying neither humble nor overbearing Lao Xia.

A few teachers laughed. Lao Xia loves to talk to Weiwei if she has problems, but she is too old for her poor image.

Li Mengwei sat down, unscrewed her thermos cup and drank her throat to moisturize her throat. Only then could she have a chance to read her mobile phone. There were a lot of WeChat messages in it. Many of them were messages from the cold and the warm. At this time, the meaning of sending such messages is clear at a glance. .

Li Mengwei glanced, there was no information she wanted. When he was about to put it down, the phone shook slightly, and his message came, "Weiwei, I'm about to board the plane. I heard that beautiful women will worry about how to deal with the extra roses and postcards on this day. Do you have any? This trouble?"

Li Mengwei pursed her mouth and entered on the screen of her mobile phone: "The trash can outside our office is very big. So, I don't have this trouble. Are you leaving Beijing on weekends?"

"Go to Hong Kong Island to talk about something. If it goes well, I should go to see the night view of Victoria Harbour and Victoria Peak. I will take pictures and send it to you. Weiwei, I want to add some trouble to you."

Li Mengwei Bingxue was smart, guessed it roughly, and chuckled back, "What's the matter?"

Jing Gao said, "I bought a bunch of roses for you. I should be at the door of your office right away."

Li Mengwei looked up and saw Wei Caiyan, the leader of the second-year mathematics group, come in with a bouquet of roses, and couldn't help smiling. This Canruo Chunhua smile seemed to be the most beautiful picture in the evening, which dazzled the male teachers in the office.

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The plane took off in the night, like a big bird, hovering to the south.

The announcement was ringing in the first class cabin. After lifting off steadily, the phone can be turned on.

Jing Gao looked at the WeChat message that Weiwei had sent him back on the phone: "Thank you. The flowers are beautiful." The corners of his mouth couldn't help but he turned up, and the fingers tapping his legs were as brisk as when he hit the monster and pressed the mouse to brush the APM value.

He had a hunch before that, assuming he and Deng Ran's affairs can be achieved, he can basically understand the process of love. That's why he will send flowers to Weiwei today.

He now understands that: for a girl who is interested in you, it is necessary to pursue it, and she will give you a chance.

If it takes a lot of effort to chase a girl, and it's very difficult to chase it, then it's mostly chasing the wrong person. For example: Chen Yujie. Stop as soon as possible.

Xiao Qiao was sitting next to Jing Gao. Seeing that Jing Gao was in a very good mood along the way, he stopped scanning Weibo and put down his phone, and ordered dinner with the stewardess who was pushing the small dining cart. He put a copy in front of Jing Gao and said curiously: "Ms. Jing, what is so happy? Let's go to Hong Kong Island, things are stable?"

She was numb to Jing Gao's behavior when she thought out. After staying well in the capital, I suddenly wanted to go to Hong Kong Island to find a gold broker to buy stocks.

As Jing Gao's assistant, of course she must follow.

According to Mr. Jing’s habit, 80% of them will set up an office on Hong Kong Island, recruit a few people, and buy a few cars. It will be more convenient next time.

Jing Gao was in a good mood and spoke sharply, "As long as the manager likes money, the trip to Hong Kong Island shouldn't be a big problem."

Xiao Qiao couldn't help but smile.

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Wei Chenjun, whom Jing Gao met through Shen Jinyuan's channel. The meeting place that night was in the Peninsula Hotel.

Needless to say, the history and luxury of this hotel. The Hong Kong stars back then liked the afternoon tea here, and it is said that it is easy to meet occasionally. All historical celebrities have stopped here.

Dinner is set at Jialinlou, a Michelin-starred restaurant, the most authentic Cantonese cuisine.

Wei Chenjun is wearing a water-blue dress with convex curves and a charming 30-year-old woman. She is slender, plump, bright and sexy. At the same time, there is a sense of elegance and reservedness of a strong woman. The most striking thing is the unconscious sorrow between her brows and eyes.

Very beautiful beauties, and at the same time very unique and unforgettable.

Wei Chenjun looked at the ordinary-looking Jing Gao with a pair of apricot eyes, drank the preserved egg and meat porridge, and slowly said: "Mr. Jing, I know your purpose. I have some friendship with Mr. Shen. But in fact, I am not lacking. Operate funds. Your funds are too small and I am not interested in operating at all."

Jing Gao smiled ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and said, "One billion U.S. dollars."

Not to mention the indifferent appearance of Wei Chenjun, but the shock in his heart. Who can believe that a twenty-seven-year-old youth can come up with 1 billion US dollars? Is this world crazy? Even Xiao Qiao, who had been following Jing Gao, was a little dumbfounded.

How many?

1 billion dollars!

This is really dead.

Jing Gao ignored the expressions of the two of them, and took a mouthful of shark fins. He discovered that he had actually made a big mistake.

For his "cautious" consumption in the capital, the source of funds is available and safe. But it is best to have a "protective shell" to cover up. In order to avoid the outside world's scrutiny and suspicion of him. When a person suddenly becomes rich, he will always be noticed.

However, he came to an Asian financial center like Hong Kong Island with an unlimited card in his hand. The funds flowed in and out freely, and he was unaccompanied. Who would take care of him?

The Pandora's Box can only be opened and released in the financial free port!