The Reborn Investment Tycoon

Xia Yang drove Gallardo and wandered the streets.

Because speed and passion can bring him inspiration and inspiration for what gifts should be bought for women.

After using an absolute speed, one RS4 in seconds.

Xia Yang, thought of it.

Gallardo rushed to Wanrun Plaza, the gathering place of luxury goods.

Xia Yang went to specialty stores such as Chanel, Hermes, Givenchy, etc., and bought a lipstick from one store. Then, he spent more than five thousand yuan to buy a hip dress that he didn't know what brand it was.

He saw this dress at a glance.

It was not because of the memory of the previous life, but because he felt that Song Xi would definitely look good on wearing it.

As for why not buy two, buy one for Xue Xiaochan.

That's because this thing is worn outside.

He doesn't want to roll over!

Mengya International.

In the president's office, Song Xizheng concentrated on reviewing the spring promotion plan there.

The door of the office was suddenly pushed open.

"Xiao Xixi, you look serious, so beautiful!"

Women like freshness. Not only do they need to come up with new ideas and names for each opening, it is also necessary to come up with some new tricks.

After all, there are not many women worthy of brother Yang.

Hearing this voice, I saw this cheap guy in front of me.

Song Xi felt happy all at once in her heart.

However, her pretty face deliberately maintained that cold and indifferent appearance, and said coldly: "I can't see the ghost shadow, and there is no phone. I thought you were dead!"

This is a woman's grievance!

Once a woman falls in love with a man, at the beginning of love, she hopes that that man will care about her and stay with her at all times.

Anytime, anywhere, as long as she wants, that man must be there.

Song Xi's ideals are too ideal.

Xia Yang is obviously impossible to do.

"If I die, who will make you happy, who will buy you gifts?"

Xia Yang put all the big and small bags he bought on the desk.

"It's for you."

He took out a lot of lipsticks, all luxury brands, a dazzling array.

When Song Xi looked at it, her pretty face sank immediately.

"What do you mean? I don't know which one I like? So I just buy one, don't you think it can be wrong?"

The vast majority of women, when they see a beloved man giving themselves a lot of lipstick, they will definitely be happy.

But Song Xi will not.

Because she is a different woman.

She has no shortage of gifts, what she needs is a man's heart.

Buying a lot of gambling luck is perfunctory.

This is blasphemy against her!

"The lipsticks I bought have a common feature." Xia Yang looked at Song Xi with a grin, and asked in a humble manner: "Mr Song, don't you see it?"

"What characteristics?" Song Xicai didn't bother to guess.

Women are like this, they always like to let men guess their thoughts, but they don't bother to use their brains to guess what men think.

"The Chanel brand is their brand’s three consecutive summer hits; Givenchy has been sold continuously, two spring and summer; Hermes, which was released five years ago, was still the No. One..."

These words were not made up by Xia Yang, but he asked from the beauties of various brands.

Song Xi's brows wrinkled slightly.

"What do you want to do?" She looked at Xia Yang with a suspicious look, and asked.

"Anyway, you don't want to do it. I can only do lipstick! The last lipstick we ordered will definitely become a hit in the spring. But our Menya International brand cannot just hit one Season! In the coming summer, whether there will be another hot sale and continue the spring market, it depends on them."

Xia Yang pointed to the handful of lipstick and said seriously.

Song Xi's cold face gradually smiled.

This gift, let Xia Yang explain it, barely considered bad.

"Why don't you try? Try these lipsticks and let me find out what they have in common." Xia Yang handed over the paper bag for the dress and said, "Put on this to try. It feels like summer."

Taking out the skirt in the paper bag, Song Xi could imagine it immediately after just a glance.

What will it look like if you put it on yourself.

So, she gave Xia Yang a white look and asked, "Little bastard, what do you think?"

"I want you to look good!" Xia Yang's answer blurted out, of course.

"Wait." After rolling his eyes at the guy again, Song Xi took the skirt and went to the lounge behind the office.

The president’s office, of course, has a lounge!

There is not only a super soft bed, but also a cloakroom. There is a big bathtub in the bathroom too! The total area is more than one hundred square meters.

It is impossible for a woman born from a noble family to treat herself badly in any detail.

After half an hour, Song Xi came out.

On her feet, she changed into a pair of red high heels.

In this way, it matches with that passionate buttocks dress.

Xia Yang, just stared blankly.

This woman, getting sexy, really kills her!

Song Xi enjoyed Xia Yang's dumb look, because this was a woman who conquered a man.

She enjoyed the feeling of conquering Xia Yang.

"Beautiful! Beautiful! Beautiful enough to be my little wife." For a while, Xia Yang couldn't think of a good word, so he made such a sentence.

These words made Song Xi, who originally smiled and enjoyed Xia Yang's attention, her face became gloomy.

"Little bastard, what did you just say?"

Song Xi didn't mind Xia Yang saying she was beautiful, let alone Xia Yang saying she was his wife, but adding the word "small" before his wife, what does that mean?

"Say that I'm a fan of you, and I'm willing to spend nine yuan to get a marriage certificate or something with you."

Xia Yang is an old fox who lives forever. Naturally, he knew that Song Xi was angry because of the "small" character.

"You want to marry me for nine yuan, why don't you want to be more beautiful?" Song Xi's anger disappeared immediately when he heard the testimony. However, she still gave Xia Yang a white look.

"If you want to be more beautiful, it's okay! Then let's have a daughter who is more beautiful than you. That way, wouldn't it be more beautiful!" Xia Yang said with a serious look.

Anyway, if Xue Xiaochan is not there, he can wave freely.

"you……"

Song Xi felt that he could no longer have a normal conversation with this guy. Because, she doesn't care what she says. This little **** can find the right angle.

He, simply don't understand women's minds too much!

"Come on, try these two lipsticks. Chanel's lips are painted, Armani's lips are painted. In this way, we can compare which color looks better. Although you wear them, all colors are super beautiful, but for Mengya For international brands, we still score better and better."

Xia Yang, a big man, how do you know what color women like?

However, he has memories of the previous life in his mind, and he is looking for that memory.

In his previous life, in the summer of 2015, he and Xue Xiaochan had established a romantic relationship. At that time, he had given Xue Xiaochan a few lipsticks. In those few lipsticks, there was a color, which was very popular.

What color it was, he had to wait for Song Xi to apply it to his lips before he could remember it.

The dress that Song Xi was wearing, Xia Yang took Xue Xiaochan with him and tried a similar dress that summer. However, Xue Xiaochan did not allow him to buy it because it was too expensive.

That day, Xue Xiaochan applied the most popular lipstick.