Master: My Disciple Matches The SSR Aizen Template

Chapter 32: Caged Sparrow! (Ask For Flowers, Monthly Tickets)

"call…"

Shortness of breath.

The delicate and fair cheeks looked very rosy, and on the forehead, fine sweat rolled down the sides... A light layer of sweat gathered on the collarbone at the neck.

…

The tight-fitting yoga clothes outlined Yang Xiuya's graceful body curves.

Finish an action.

She stood upside down again, and after that, her two slender legs spread open, and she perfectly presented the pose of a 'horse' in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

…

Split the legs in a 'v' shape.

One kowtow.

cat stretch.

One after another, complex yoga poses were made from under Yang Xiuya's body.

In this quiet night, there was only one person in the bedroom, by the floor-to-ceiling windows, with a height of 1.72 meters and a graceful figure of 1.2 meters in legs, gradually revealing her frail and boneless softness.

…

Yang Xiuya is different from the usual, a gold digger who wants to join a wealthy family.

She is truly a woman with great perseverance and the ability to enhance her charm and advantages at all costs.

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The day of 'yoga' practice is over.

Yang Xiuya walked into the bathroom with bare feet, and after taking a shower, she used the best 'skin care products'... Just a random set, it was 10,000, or even 20,000, 30,000...

Looking at myself in the mirror, the skin looks like egg white after being boiled; just showing a slight smile is so beautiful that it makes people's heart tremble!

"From now on, you will be the wife of a billionaire."

Yang Xiuya slightly parted her red lips, and said with a light smile.

On the eighth day after meeting Jiang Nanchun, she played the role of a conservative girl carefully, and she still didn't even touch her fingers.

Even, when talking about the concept of marriage and love, Yang Xiuya also expressed her position again and again, "I can only accept that on the wedding night, I will give my perfect jade."

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Put on a face mask comfortably.

Yang Xiuya, lying on her back in front of the bed, held the latest Apple pad in her hand, her slender fingertips kept moving between the screens.

In recent days.

When she has nothing to do, she likes to search for the relevant information of 'Focus Media'... When she sees financial experts advocating the prospect of 'Focus Media', she laughs proudly... When she sees the Nasdaq, the market value After billions of dollars of wealth, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising!

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"damn it."

"Where did the ugly woman come from?!"

Yang Xiuya frowned and cursed in a low voice.

At this time, what appeared on her screen was the photo of 'Zhong Jingya' on the Muddy Waters company's homepage, and two successive short selling reports!

"I really can't see the good of others."

"being targeted."

With the posture of the hostess, reprimand.

I was bored and didn't watch it again.

After applying the mask, I fell asleep soon...

She could feel Jiang Nanchun's hint and guess that tomorrow might be an important day for this real business tycoon to confess to her!

I made up my mind and practiced it several times:

Reserve first...

Then, surprise...

Finally, pretend to be happy and accept the confession from the business elite!

As for why it is "pretend"?

Just kidding, who would really like an old man ten years older than himself? !

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An unrestrained night passed quietly.

Yang Xiuya, the ninth day when she met the director of "Focus Media"; it was also the third day when Lin Mo's second member, Zhong Jingya, released the short selling report.

It was bright and sunny.

…

In the morning, at six o'clock, Lin Mo woke up from the bed.

He and his sister Lin Baoer had breakfast together, and then they went to work separately.

Zhiheng real estate.

"Brother Mo, morning!"

"Why is it so early today?"

"I didn't finish a document yesterday, so I came here early today to do it..."

Lin Mo was wearing a black suit and gold-rimmed glasses. He had a gentle and elegant demeanor. As soon as he walked in, at his desk, his colleague Wang Ning, who had already rushed over, raised his head and called out.

With a gentle smile, he replied.

…

Lin Mo sat in the corner, at a desk near the window.

outside the window.

In the early morning, the bright sunlight, through the glass, sprinkled on the mahogany table and fell on Lin Mo's cheek.

Enjoy the comfort of this moment.

…

This kung fu.

The colleagues of Zhiheng Real Estate came one after another from all directions in the huge Zhonghai City.

Some of them even bought houses in several counties near Zhonghai City, and the daily commuting time is more than three hours...

Only early in the morning.

In the work hall, in front of the desks, a suffocating and tense atmosphere spread among the crowd.

…

In the morning light, Lin Mo's tranquility seemed a little out of tune with this scene.

He withdrew his gaze from a distance, and his gaze skipped the hall.

It was the same with him not long ago, struggling, suffering, and powerless.

Him now.

Then you are still in the middle, but you will become king...behind the scenes! With one member after another, become the king of the world!

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Ten minutes later.

Yang Xiuya also came to work.

Today, she has obviously gone through more meticulous dressing, and her clothes are not special, but they perfectly show her posture and temperament.

White shirt, black skirt...

A pair of long fair legs, wrapped in black stockings...

Other than that.

Yang Xiuya, a pair of black-rimmed glasses, stood in front of the bridge of her nose.

…

"Damn!"

The colleague next to Lin Mo, Wang Ning, suddenly clenched his fists, showing a sense of aggrieved and powerless expression, he took a deep breath, and suddenly let out a low growl.

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In the evening, at 17:30.

Jiang Nanchun, together with his multi-million dollar Bentley, parked slowly outside Zhiheng Real Estate's company.

The boss of the company, as soon as he received the news, ran down like a dog's leg, one step ahead of Yang Xiuya, and went forward.

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Lin Mo watched, and then sent a message to his second member, Zhong Jingya.

Only a few minutes apart.

The third short selling report was sent out an hour and a half earlier than usual!

The third day's report is a threshold, a step forward. At this time, all those who despise it can no longer ignore it...

Chaos and tension are also separated from this!

…

Lin Mo noticed that not far away, Jiang Nanchun received a phone call...