The Bentley V8 drove to the Silver Beach Pier, and the four of them boarded a luxury yacht.

There were African servants waiting on the yacht, handing over fruit plates to the four, changing into swimsuits and sunglasses, and then walking out to the deck to bask in the sun.

Yang Fan and Bai Lu were in the bow of the boat, Mingzhe and Rushuang were in the stern, non-aggression against each other, and they all had smiles on their faces that were brighter than the sun.

Bai Lu lay on the mat, handed her smooth back to Yang Fan, and asked him to help her do an oil massage.

Yang Fan's fingers trembled with excitement, facing his goddess, a dreamlike existence, he smeared essential oil and gently pressed it on her white and tender back, feeling that his heart was about to jump out.

From the countryside to the city, from high school to university, he dreamed of such a day, and his heart was indescribably refreshing.

Ding Sheng, this kid, must be the rich second generation who can pretend to be poor the most, otherwise Bentley V8, how to say that there is a luxury yacht, you have to interrogate him when you go back.

"Yang Fan, what are you thinking?"

Bai Lu was comforted under the massage of Yang Fan's fingers and asked comfortably.

"I'm thinking about my future. ”

Yang Fan thought that Ding Sheng might be a super rich second generation, and he couldn't help but be happy.

"What future can you have?"

Bai Lu asked jokingly, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Marry you, Bai Fumei, and go to the pinnacle of life. ”

"I'm not a white Fumei, my dad is a middle school teacher. ”

Bai Lu began to have a heart-to-heart with Yang Fan.

Yang Fan pursed his lips and smiled, thinking that your father is a middle school teacher, much better than my father is a migrant worker who went south.

However, he would not tell her this fact even if he was killed.

"What about your father, what kind of industry does he have, why is he so rich?"

Bai Lu began to set Yang Fan's family background, wondering how rich he was.

It's really a pot that can't be opened, Yang Fan can't avoid this topic, shook his head and said: "My dad is much worse than your dad, full of copper smell, I like the smell of your scholarly family, there must be a lot of calligraphy and paintings hanging at home, right?"

"How do you know?"

Bai Lu asked with a smile.

"Of course I know, another day I want a friend to help me get a calligraphy and painting and bring it to my future father-in-law to appreciate and appreciate. ”

"You call my dad and father-in-law?"

Bai Lu asked happily, with a beautiful smile on her face.

"yes, can't you?"

"Yes! I'll tell you the truth, my dad is a well-known calligrapher in our county, and he likes wild grass. ”

"Fuck?"

Yang Fan shouted.

"Oops, what do you say, nasty. ”

Bai Lu pretended to be angry, but the smile on the corner of her mouth became stronger.

"Oh, wild grass, I know, another day I'll find a work by Zhang Xu, the 'grass saint' of the Tang Dynasty, to give him. ”

"Really, you also know Zhang Xu? My dad's favorite ancient calligrapher is Zhang Xu. ”

"I also like Zhang Xu, I also like crazy fucking..."

"It's wild grass, not crazy fuck, don't call elegant things vulgar. ”

Yang Fan smiled happily and said, "Okay, my pronunciation is incorrect, I'll change it." ”

"That's pretty much it. ”

Bai Lujiao said angrily, feeling that Yang Fan has the uninhibited and uninhibited of the rich second generation, and the obedience of a son-in-law, she is very obedient, which is the type she likes.

Yang Fan pressed his hand on Bai Lu's soft waist and continued to show off: "Zhang Xu is called one of the eight immortals in wine by Du Fu, famous for cursive writing, and Li Bai's poetry, Pei Min's sword dance, known as the 'Three Uniques'. ”

"Wow, you know a lot!"

Bai Lu praised it, and began to like Yang Fan, the rich second generation, in his heart.

"Actually, when I was a child, I liked to practice calligraphy, and since I was eight years old, I wrote the Spring Festival couplets for the Spring Festival every year at home, and I also brought my own pen and ink to my grandfather's house to help my grandfather write couplets and paste couplets. ”

"Wow, that's so powerful, I have the opportunity to appreciate people's masterpieces. ”

"Wow, I'll make an appointment with you another day. ”

"Hmm. ”

Bai Lu chatted happily with Yang Fan, and he got acquainted with him in less than half a day.

And Mingzhe and Rushuang sat back to back in the boat, each enjoying the sea view.

Rushuang gently closed her eyes and listened to the sea breeze, smelling the salty air, and looked very enjoyable.

Mingzhe has a lot of worries, he doesn't like this kind of life of the fake rich second generation, it's too unreal, he feels aggrieved and panicked, and he has a kind of guilt in being a thief.

However, he had to admire Ding Sheng, yesterday he was still lying in bed hungry, but today he seems to be a different person, he can do whatever he wants, can he sell his kidney in exchange for the life he wants?

If so, he also wants to sell one.

"Mingzhe, what are you thinking?"

Rushuang asked softly, it has been two years since she broke up with her boyfriend, and it has been a long time since she has blown the sea breeze back-to-back with a boy like this.

"Nothing, I like to think, I don't like to talk very much. ”

"Me too. ”

Rushuang smiled lightly at the corner of her mouth, as if she had found the right person.

"Like frost, in fact, I..."

Mingzhe wanted to speak and stopped, wanting to confess to his goddess, but he didn't feel right.

"Actually, what? Actually, you're not a rich second generation, are you?"

Rushuang asked jokingly.

"You see that?"

Mingzhe was a little surprised and turned his head back.

"Of course, if my guess is correct, your dad should work in Yang Fan's father's company, right?"

"This..."

"I guessed it!"

Rushuang said happily and laughed happily.

"Yes, my dad works under his dad and doesn't earn much..."

"I'm not a money worshipper, I have more money and less money, just enough to spend. ”

"Are you really willing to have a boyfriend and girlfriend with me?"

Mingzhe went straight to the point, not wanting to beat around the bush.

"Yes!"

Rushuang replied happily, smiling beautifully, her face full of happiness.

"I can't speak, and I don't have any money, I'm afraid I can't give you the life you want. ”

"Just be nice to me. ”

Rushuang closed her eyes and rediscovered the feeling of love.

"Then I'm not kind to you. ”

Mingzhe said impulsively.

"Wow!"

Rushuang was still smiling beautifully.

Mingzhe suddenly turned around and put Rushuang on the deck, and then his lips printed...

"I'll rub!"

Yang Fan saw Mingzhe pressing Rushuang under him and kissing him, and said a violent word, reminding Bai Lu to look at the tail of the plate.

"I'll go, Mingzhe is much braver than you!"

Bai Lu exclaimed, her words were very news, Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, hurriedly turned Bai Lu's soft body over, and then kissed it anxiously...

Ding Sheng stood in front of the gate of the Commercial Bank, and a black Rolls-Royce drove over and stopped in front of him.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses got out of the car, he had an extraordinary bearing, walked up to Ding Sheng and stood in front of him.

"Uncle, what are you?"

Ding Sheng felt that this person was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

The man took off his sunglasses and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "What uncle, I am your second uncle, and you kid has a memory problem." ”

"No, it's the second uncle, you've become young and handsome. ”

Ding Sheng said complimentally.

"Haha, you kid can speak, second uncle, I just came back from South Korea. ”

Ding Sheng's second uncle is named Chen Shengli, who inherited all the industries under the name of the Chen Group, and his assets far exceeded 100 billion.

Chen Shengli put his big hand on Ding Sheng's shoulder, and the two walked into the Commerce Bank affectionately.

"Mr. Chen is good!"

Li Wei, the lobby manager of the bank, knew Chen Shengli and walked over from a distance to greet him, looking humble and groveling.

"Take me to see you Governor Joe. ”

"Okay. ”

Levi led the way, and the three of them walked up to the second floor and stopped in front of the governor's office.

Chen Shengli waved Levi back to the hall, and he reached out and rang the doorbell.

"Please come in!"

There was a loudspeaker on the door, and Chen Shengli pushed the door in.

Ding Sheng followed behind the second uncle, and when he saw him enter, he opened his arms and hugged the beautiful female secretary of the head of the bank tightly in his arms.

This female secretary is tall, dressed in a decent suit, about twenty-five years old, with a beautiful face, elegant temperament, and a kind of extravagance that does not eat a fireworks.

She saw that Chen Shengli was still followed by someone, and said hesitantly: "Shengli, you are being followed." ”

Chen Shengli smiled lightly, beckoned Ding Sheng to come over and said, "This is my nephew Chen Xuan, my father's heir of 100 billion." ”

"Oh, it turned out to be Chen Gongzi, and he was really angry. ”

The woman pushed Chen Shengli away, praised Ding Sheng, her eyes were full of appreciation, and she slowly walked over and stretched out a pair of jade hands in front of Ding Sheng.

Ding Sheng froze, this beautiful secretary has an ambiguous relationship with the second uncle, how can he, a junior, shake the hand of the second uncle's woman?

He shook his head in a daze, and said, "You are the president's secretary, my second uncle brought me to handle the inheritance transfer procedures, this inheritance is relatively large, and I want to ask your president to handle it for us personally." ”

The woman pouted and smiled, and said, "Chen Gongzi hasn't been to the bank to do business, right? ”

Ding Sheng's face was embarrassed, and he looked at Chen Shengli embarrassedly and asked, "Then, second uncle, why did you bring me here?"

"Go to the president to go through the inheritance procedures. ”

Chen Shengli looked at Ding Sheng and said seriously.

"However, the president doesn't have this authority, let's go to the VIP manager. ”

Ding Sheng said, turning around to leave.

"Who said that the president does not have this authority, in this commercial bank, the president has the most authority. ”

Chen Shengli said, put his arms around the female secretary's waist in front of Ding Sheng, and whispered in her ear: "Yaxin, can you make an exception for us?"

The woman pushed Chen Shengli away, smiled and said, "Mr. Chen, I'm just a female secretary, I don't have this authority!"

"Who said you were a female secretary, Chen Xuan, it's better to meet President Qiao of our commercial bank..."

Ding Sheng was stunned when he heard this.

President Joe?

As long as she is young and beautiful as a flower, will she be the president of the commercial bank?