The sand on the Gold Coast of Nandaihe is golden yellow, like gold, hence the name. In the early morning, the waves come in and crash against the shore.

"Bang bang...", cross out... This onomatopoeia is used incorrectly.

"Whoa..."

The tide slowly receded. A few seagulls are flying above the sea level. A refreshing sea breeze blows on the beach.

At around nine o'clock in the morning, Deng Ran and Ye Jing were eating a nutritious breakfast in the restaurant on the second floor. Both of them are dressed in very casual, homely casual clothes, and they are both radiant. One is bright and pretty, and the other is bright and lovely.

Jing Gao finished his workout early, wearing a loose nightgown, looking at the "border city" in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, crossing Erlang's legs, very leisurely. The black iPhone rests on the coffee table next to it, and there is a cup of warm tea.

Deng Ran and Ye Jing both understood what happened to each other, and tacitly avoided this topic. Otherwise, with the intimacy between girlfriends, Ye Jing might ask Deng Ran for the details of last night.

"Yes, where are you going today? I haven't looked at the tourist map yet. Ye Jing asked while eating eggs with a fork.

She tossed and turned last night, and Brother Jing died. Obviously, he told him that he didn't say it earlier, so that when she was rubbed by him in the hot spring, her heart was tormented. Pick her up at night, but ignore her.

She was stolen by Brother Jing for more than an hour in the morning, and she didn't have time to look at the tourist route.

Compared with yesterday, Deng Ran's pretty eyebrows and eyes have a little style. She picked up the straight cup and drank the milk, and said clearly: "It's up to him to arrange." I can do it all. ”

Ye Jing glanced at Deng Ran seriously.

"Sister Jing~" Of course Deng Ran understands what this means, just now why should he pay attention to rest, and he was suddenly coquettish. laughing, the estrangement between the two slowly dissolved. At this moment, Deng Ran's mobile phone vibrate.

She has a lot of admirers, and she will send her messages from time to time, shouting and asking for warmth. It was the news of Bancao Yao Sheng next door: "Ranran, didn't you say last time that you wanted to go to other places for internships in the summer? I have a friend..."

Nothing.

Deng Ran didn't look down anymore, pressed the screen, and said quickly: "Yao Sheng, thank you." I'm getting ready for graduate school. After replying, he said, "Sister Jing, I'm going to take the graduate school entrance examination." I'll have to rent a house when I go back. ”

Ye Jing said happily: "I'll help you keep an eye on it! It's rented on campus, it's safe and convenient." However, I'm really afraid that you will leave after graduating next year. Then we can be together for at least three years. You... Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

Last night in the hot springs, Ran Ran said he was leaving.

Deng Ran had a pretty face and refused to answer. She forced Brother Jing to get a gun last night, so she could only agree.

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...

The Gold Coast is home to a number of resort facilities. Jing Gao had already arranged it, and Xiao He had already arranged the route.

The rest of the morning played at the Aranya International Golf Club, the driving range, and had a hearty lunch here, and Jing Gao paid the bill of 200,000 yuan with Alipay lightly. In the afternoon, I went to the Lianhaibin Public Welfare Library.

Itaka was very considerate of the two of them and did not arrange attractions that required constant walking. Xiao Ran didn't say it, Jingjing's two beautiful legs were soft in the morning. He carried her out of the bathroom and back into the second bedroom.

After the tiredness of the afternoon, the three of them went to the beach bar, sat at the wooden table outside the bar, watched the sea rise and fall, and watched the beach swim with people, tents, children digging sand, and beach soccer.

Time passed slowly.

This is life! Jing Gao squinted his eyes slightly and shook hands with Deng Ran. Under the table was Ye Jing's slender, slender legs. She wears a short pink skirt with sunscreen and colorless stockings.

Very pleasant!

Xiao He answered the phone and walked over, "Mr. Jing, I've got in touch with the club." Their manager will come and talk to you right away. ”

Jing Gao got up and said, "You two are going to sit here for a while." I'm going to run some errands, and I'll be back in half an hour at most. Later, we will buy a yacht in the yacht club, and tomorrow morning we will take the yacht to the sea to see the scenery. ”

Deng Ran was whispering to Ye Jing, sucking the juice, and said in surprise: "Brother Jing, what's the matter?"

Jing Gao smiled, kissed Deng Ran's face, and said, "You'll know at night." ”

Behind the bar, walk about 100 meters to a café.

After a while, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes came over, shook hands with Jing Gao with a smile, and after greeting him, he sat down and said, "Mr. Jing, hello! I heard that you want to buy Villa No. 12." It's not that the property in our clubhouse can't be sold. But it must be sold at a premium. ”

Jing Gao smiled calmly, "Manager Liu, the house price here is about 15,000 square meters." Villa No. 12 is more than 800 square meters, a fixed price, 35 million!"

Manager Liu opened his mouth and finally said, "Mr. Jing is really fast-talking." "The premium is nearly three times, and if he wants to raise the price, he will not know how to raise it." This is Mr. Zhao's friend.

Itaka stood up and shook hands with him.

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...

Qinhuangdao is near the sea, and there are many yacht clubs. In fact, in the world, the yachts that the rich like have not risen in China.

Near the community of Ayana is the Royal Yacht Club of Saint-Ran, known as the No. 1 Yacht Club here.

"Mr. Jing, welcome!"

An account manager waiting at the door smiled and invited Idaka and his group of four to the main building of the yacht club.

"Mr. Jing, your assistant has made an appointment for us, and we will go directly to the second floor to see the model and introduction of the yacht, okay?" The account manager of the beautiful woman, who is about thirty-four or five years old, invited Jing Gao and his party to go up to the second floor.

In view of the fact that Jing Gao was accompanied by two young beauties with different styles, the beautiful woman manager who was full of mature charm was very restrained, and instructed the waiter to serve tea and pour water, and bring an ipad, which was the introduction of the yacht.

Fu Ye sat on the spacious modular sofa, slowly drinking tea, and looking at the elegant environment here.

The décor is sky blue, spacious and airy. The furnishings are basically related to yachts and oceans.

Made, you really can't believe the life of a rich man! He is now sure that his employer is by no means a billionaire, but a net worth of 10 billion!

Deng Ran and Ye Jing sat next to Jing Gao, looking at the yacht on the ipad together, rowing left and right, unable to hide the surprise in their beautiful eyes. Now that we are in the age of the Internet, the two of them have also seen some reports on the lives of the rich.

It's luxurious.

This time I traveled with Brother Jing, everything was arranged by Brother Jing, and I only felt that this level of convenience was in line with Brother Jing's identity. But this yacht, which costs tens of millions of dollars, makes both of their eyelids jump!

Listening to Brother Jing's meaning, he is going to buy one, and then let the club be equipped with sailors, and take them out to sea tomorrow morning. This...

Brother Jing is like a book, they think they have finished reading it, they have already met honestly, know the roots, and leave deep traces on him. But now it suddenly dawned on them that they had only finished reading a page!

Jing Gao didn't look at the yacht at all, he had a clear goal, and said, "Manager Wu, I'll buy a medium-priced one." Recommend one!"

"Okay, Mr. Jing. Manager Wu agreed repeatedly, bent down and stood in front of Jing Gao, not minding the collar of the white silk shirt in the water blue uniform skirt, and said, "We have a 45 million yacht here..."

Well high is also too lazy to listen to the introduction of manufacturers, performance, and maintenance costs. Good yachts are customized in yacht manufacturers, and they cost $200 million. He doesn't want to be in the limelight right now, just buy a mid-priced one.

"That's it! You make arrangements, and we'll go to sea tomorrow!"