Compared with many people who were so excited that they couldn't sleep because of all kinds of 'agitation' that night, Song Qian slept very soundly, and slept until dawn, until Cao Ning's squirming sound sounded, and he got up from the 'bed'.

For a while, because I slept too much, I couldn't remember what to do.

"Tick!" the phone message rang.

It is the account balance change information.

Because he absorbed Su Dongsheng's billions of wealth, as he was arrested, interrogated, and his property was investigated, Song Qian received super large balance change information from time to time during this time.

After these hundreds of millions, billions of scattered wealth quotas become numbers, so many zeros are simply dazzling and confusing.

It's just that the wealth absorbed by the gold absorber is not in a hurry to disperse at the current stage, and the amount of 20 million scattered wealth every day, so many companies that have started with 'sex', now need a large amount of money. In this regard, Song Qian has no pressure.

However, it is obvious that it will be more and more difficult to scatter wealth in the future, and then upgrade to 100 million or 1 billion per day. Yesterday was so 'messy', dozens of houses, hundreds of gold bars were sent out, only to send out hundreds of millions, if it is normalized to hundreds of millions or even billions of dollars a day, what should I do?

Do you continue to build companies? Do you continue to build roads? Buy houses, buy land, buy stocks, and build empires by attacking cities and plundering land?

People, once you have too much money, so much that you just play the numbers game, you often don't know what to do.

Song Qian even missed the days when he donated tens of thousands of dollars to seriously ill families and counted the amount of wealth every day.

In addition, Song Qian faintly still felt that he was now the second-level God of Wealth, but it was still a small test stage, randomly triggering tasks, and the lucky wheel found the lucky ones, and there were more than a dozen tasks at one level. But according to the description, the God of Wealth is everyone's God of Wealth and the manager of wealth in the world, so it is impossible to complete the task of dispersing wealth one by one in the later stage.

Scatter wealth, you can't fight guerrilla anymore.

Just thinking about it, there was another "beep".

So fast? Su Dongsheng was found to be more than 2 billion just now, and now he has been investigated again?

Thankfully not.

It was Zhu Xinlai who sent a message reminding Song Qian of the Young Singer Grand Prix held at the Lingcheng Grand Theater at 10 o'clock this morning. Because Song Qian is one of the judges.

Uh! If I hadn't been reminded, I would have almost forgotten about it.

So, Song Qian, who didn't know what to do, hurriedly got up 'bed' and washed. It is precisely because he has experienced a lot of big occasions recently that Song Qian is more experienced, and he has to dress neatly no matter what.

The key is, isn't Cao Ning going to be a judge? No wonder he has been squirming in the bathroom so early in the morning. I can't look too cold.

Two bedrooms and one living room, with only one bathroom. At this time, Cao Ning was still occupied.

"Why have you been using the bathroom for so long?" Song Qian shouted outside.

"You're constipated, I'm washing my hair. Cao Ning replied indignantly.

"Tsk, just to be a judge, and you still have to wash your hair?" Song Qian became more and more energetic the more he spoke, and he squeezed it directly.

"You are envious, jealous and hateful, I can be a judge when I wash my hair, and you have no chance to scratch your scalp. Cao Ning was not to be outdone.

The Young Singer Grand Prix, this competition is considered big in the country in terms of specifications and influence, and it also has a semi-official 'sexual' nature. Over the years, the finalists have basically embarked on the road of singing.

So this judge is also quite weighty.

Therefore, Cao Ning, who was still muttering and reluctant to go, felt more and more that this could be had, very much, and it was something that could be used to make a fuss in front of Song Qian.

Song Qian wanted to laugh at this time, but he didn't laugh, and continued to say seriously: "If I want to be such a judge of the broken competition, it's not a matter of minutes?"

There was a sudden silence in the bathroom for a while, and then, only to hear a squirming for a while, Cao Ning opened the 'door' while wiping his hair, and then said, "Then you go to get one to be dangdang?"

"Is it fun?"

"It's fun. ”

"Is it fun to have you?"

"Poof—"

Cao Ning almost vomited out a mouthful of blood, and then threw the 'hairy' towel that wiped his head at Song Qian, and gave him a fierce look.

"So......" Song Qian Kankan took the 'wool' scarf, shook his hand, and continued, "It should be 'quite fun'." ”

Being teased like this, Cao Ning was naturally unconvinced, and snatched back the 'wool' towel from Song Qian's hand, and said indignantly: "It's as if you can go if you want to." ”

"Uh-huh~~" Song Qian shrugged his shoulders noncommittally and began to scrub up.

Fifteen minutes later.

Cao Ning was still worried about whether to wear a suit or a dress today, Song Qian was already dressed neatly and leaned on the 'door' of Cao Ning's bedroom.

"Just pick one, just be a judge. Song Qian said leisurely.

"What do you know?"

Cao Ning said, looking up at the 'door' inadvertently.

It doesn't matter what it looks like, it startled Cao Ning: "What are you doing dressed like this?!"

"I'm right with you!" Song Qian still said leisurely, "Seeing that you are so formal today, I have to take a little ride with you, otherwise it will not embarrass you?"

“……”

Cao Ning was speechless for a while.

"Do you think I look good in this goose yellow 'color', or this light blue 'color'?"

"Light blue. ”

Hearing this, Cao Ning was slightly surprised: "Hey, you can actually give advice, it's really rare." Doesn't you guys usually say that both colors are good-looking?"

"So I'm not my average boy, I'm special. ”

"Cut!"

Cao Ning rolled his eyes.

"Seriously, you look good in both, but today you should be wearing a light blue 'color'. Song Qian suddenly said seriously.

Originally, he thought he was being molested, but now Cao Ning was curious again: "Why?"

"Because my tie today is blue-dotted, and you wear a light blue 'colored' skirt, which matches me. ”

"Poof—"

Molesque again!

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!Get out! I want to change my clothes!" Cao Ning was indignant.

"Remember to wear that light blue 'color', just right!"

With the sound of Cao Ning closing the 'door', Song Qian did not forget to add a reminder.

In the room, looking at a goose yellow 'color' and a light blue 'color' skirt on the 'bed', Cao Ning snorted twice and picked up the goose yellow 'color'.

"On formal occasions, this 'color' seems to be a little frivolous. Cao Ning muttered to herself, and then hung the goose yellow 'colored' skirt back in the closet.

"Only the light blue 'color' remains, and the other colors are either too 'glamorous' or too dull. Cao Ning continued to mutter, "This has nothing to do with Song Qian, it's just because there is only this 'color'." ”

After repeatedly doing his own ideological work, Cao Ning finally put on the blue 'color' dress without psychological burden.

By the time he walked out of the bedroom, Song Qian had already put on his shoes.

There was no further run, because it was right, just right.

The two of them didn't talk about their clothes or where they were going next. Cao Ning also seemed to be 'very' natural, went to the underground garage, saw Song Qian drive the car, and got into his BMW i8.

The proton red BMW i8 that pulls the wind, Song Qian drives, Cao Ning sits in the co-pilot, and the clothes of the two are also quite right.