Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Wu Ma knew that she had to eat fruit every time she took a nap, so she went to the kitchen and cut a fruit plate: "You are not alone now. Naturally, you have to take care of more people. It is not safe for you to drive out every day."

She asked, "What does he mean?"

Wu Ma replied: "Yes, these people are arranged by Assistant Feng."

Shen Youran was watching TV while eating seasonal fruits. She was surprised to receive Ji Wenqing's phone call. Although the two had left the phone before, they had not contacted: "Mrs. Huo."

Ji Wenqing is in a coffee shop near Times Square: "I have nothing to do, I want to find a partner."

She turned down the TV's voice and smiled lightly: "I'm just bored too, we can be company."

Ji Wen informed the address, the two took the line, she went back to the house and changed clothes, carrying a bag to go out.

Wu Ma said: "Mrs. Young, let Xiao Li drive you."

She didn't refuse. Xiao Li drove her to the appointed place. From afar, she saw Ji Wenqing waiting outside the mall. She got out of the car and quickly approached: "Mrs. Huo, let you wait for a long time."

Ji Wenqing wore a dark green coat with a knit sweater and a long open skirt. She smiled slightly, and the expression was gentle and gentle: "I have just arrived, let's go in."

It is rare that someone will go shopping with her. The two have been shopping in the mall for a long time. When she tries clothes, Ji Wenqing will give her opinions. The good-looking or unclear words are clear, not euphemistic and unwilling. The two are like friends and get along. Very harmonious.

When they came out of the mall, the two of them had big bags and small bags. After a long stroll, they found a cafe to rest.

Through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, I saw a young man holding a guitar and singing on the side of the square.

Shen Youran looked at the singing man with one hand: "I used to meet sketching and singing people in California before. When there was no class, I went to listen to a man named Abel, who sang in parks or subway tunnels. It was one day, once he took the initiative to talk to me and signed me. He said that he would become famous in the future. When he became famous, he would let me take his signature to find him. He would thank me as a listener."

Ji Wenqing took a sip of coffee: "He used his left hand when playing the guitar, with a string of English letters in his mouth and a cap."

Shen Youran looked at her in surprise: "How do you know?"

Ji Wenqing smiled and said: "I have been to California and met him in the subway. His songs are good."

"I also think his songs are good. All he lacks is opportunity. Sooner or later, he will stand out." Her smiling eyebrows are curved and her eyes are black and watery. "The tattoo on his hand is his name."

Ji Wenqing took out his mobile phone to mute the sound, raised his hands and pretended to read the text message, took a picture at her, then turned to the number of the person and sent him out.

Ji Jinchuan in the neighboring city discussed the plan with the person in charge of the new project in the conference room. The mobile phone in his pocket vibrated. He took out a text message sent by Ji Wenqing and clicked on a photo.

The woman in the photo smiled lightly, her eyebrows crooked like a crescent moon, the clear black eyes seemed to have been washed in water, and her pretty cheeks sparkled with a new beauty.

It was just a casual discussion, not a formal meeting, so everyone gathered together to discuss. He walked to the window and stared at the woman in the photo for a long time, and sent a text message to Ji Wenqing.