The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

"Not interested." Sheng Yize coldly rejected.

Of course, Song Shi refused to give up. It was difficult to find Sheng Yize's whereabouts. It was not easy to meet him.

"I can help you protect An Xia Xia, isn't you interested?" Song Shi came up and threw his hole card.

When referring to Anxiaxia, Sheng Yize frowned slightly, glancing at Song Shi: "Three minutes."

"OK."

The two sat down at the coffee shop in the airport and ordered a cup of coffee each.

Song Shi opened his eyes and said: "You know, I have very few shares in Song's hands, and I'm not a relative of Mr. Song, so no matter how I fight and grab, I won't be the biggest beneficiary."

Sheng Yize understands that he wants to cooperate with him.

"What conditions?"

Song Shi was a little embarrassed by his fast pace. Fortunately, he responded in time and stretched out his fingers: "I want Xia Xia's stock agency rights. After the success, the profit will be five or five cents!"

"Where does Song always call the flower boy?" Sheng Yize dismissed, "I don't look down on it for such a small profit."

On the face of Song Shi's smile continued, and his heart was roaring wildly.

Nima! Fifty-five return a small profit? What do you want to do?

"Six | four?"

"..."

"July three?"

"..."

"August two?"

"..."

Song Shi collapsed: "You wouldn't want ninety-one points, right? I rely! Capitalists like you, too ruthless!"

"You think too much." Sheng Yize sipped his coffee. "I'm 99%, you're 1%."

One percent? Song Shi doesn't want to hit him now.

He wanted to chop Sheng Yize directly! (ノ ｀ Д) ノ

"Okay, you can do it!" Song Shi held the coffee cup, desperately trying to endure the impulse to splash Sheng Yize's face.

"I have to think again."

Grandma--

The coffee in Song Shi's mouth spurted out.

"It's been exploited like this, do you have to think about it?"

Sheng Yize owed himself: "There is something wrong with him."

Don't want to ignore his attitude at all.

Song Shi was depressed, put away a light smile, and shouted: "That's the case! By the way, you protect Xia Xia, don't let her return to China. Many people are here to inherit the right to inherit.

"Aren't you one of them?" Sheng Yize gave him a glance.

Song Shiqi laughed twice, somehow guilty.

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After staying with Fang Shanshan for half a month, An Xia Xia ushered in Christmas, the grandest festival in the West.

In the castle, there is a huge Christmas tree full of dangdang gifts. It is said that Fang Shanshan sent Fang Liyuan.

So throughout the day, several people were furiously opening gifts.

Fang Shanshan was most enthusiastic about this kind of thing, but today she was obviously absent-minded, and Anxiaxia whispered to her, "What's the matter with you?"

"Nothing ... bad mood." Fang Shanshan said dullly.

Chi Yuanfeng looked at her like this, and was in a bad mood, hesitated for a long time, just like her heroic devotion, came to her: "You bully me."

Fang Shanshan gave him a deep look, his eyes were red, and he suddenly got up and ran away.

"What are you holding on to? Go after it!" An Xia Xia chuckled.

Chi Yuanfeng lowered the box in his hand and strode up: "Oh, you can bully any way you want! People let you do whatever you want | 躏 ~"

An Xia Xia lamented: Feng Feng was indeed a masochist's life.

Kang Jian silently stayed beside her and continued to open the gift.

Eyelids have been picking wildly, An Xia Xia kept rubbing her eyes, and finally covered her chest.

This feeling of anxiety ... It's been a long time ...