This mobile phone was given to her yesterday, and it has just been released in China, but she already has it, so she put it away and threw it in her bag, and now it is just time to borrow flowers to offer Buddha.

Seeing that there was a gift, Han Ruoyi, the little girl, couldn't resist the power of the sugar-coated cannonball, so she quickly took the phone and looked at it a few times, and then smiled sweetly: "Thank you, sister, I like my sister the most." ”

"That's good. Yun Qingni stretched out her hand and hugged the little girl, rubbing her little face affectionately.

Song Baojun smiled knowingly beside him, then looked at Song Shixian, who was sitting opposite and poured tea, and asked, "Dad, where is that girl Jingtong?"

"I'm going to attend my classmate's birthday, and I won't go home for dinner at night, but if you come to my study, I have something I want to tell you. Song Shixian glanced at Song Baojun with a strange look in his eyes, and then stood up directly and walked towards the study.

Song Baojun was stunned and thought that his father was going to talk to him about Han Weiwu, so he hurriedly followed his father's footsteps, and the father and son walked into the study one after the other.

As soon as Song Baojun stepped into the door of the study, he was grabbed by Song Shixian's ear, and Song Baojun, who was in pain, grinned and shouted: "Dad, what are you doing, let go of me." ”

Song Shixian didn't let go, but closed the door with his backhand to prevent the movement from coming out, and said angrily: "You kid is capable, this is the first girlfriend you brought back?"

"What a girlfriend, I'm just ordinary friends with others, dad, don't talk nonsense. Song Baojun understood what his father meant, and hurriedly explained.

He knew that his father was a traditional thinker, and he would definitely not be able to see his heart.

"Are you a fool to be your father?" I am not familiar with her eyes?" Song Shixian suddenly sneered.

As an old handsome guy, there are really a lot of women who like him, and he knows better than anyone else the eyes of those women, so he can easily see Yun Qingni's good impression of Song Baojun.

And this kid keeps saying that he is an ordinary friend, but he brings people home, doesn't this show that he is a cheat? How can he bring ordinary friends of the opposite sex home for dinner?

"You really wronged me, I hitchhiked home, I can't let people go back directly, right?" Song Baojun explained with a sad face.

Although there is a little ambiguity between the two, the relationship with the boyfriend and girlfriend is far away.

"Really?" Song Shixian's face suddenly softened, and he asked with some doubts.

"I swear. Song Baojun hurriedly raised his hand and swore an oath.

"Forget it, it's useless for you to swear, you kid better not lie to me, otherwise you will suffer. Song Shixian snorted coldly, and then let go of Song Baojun's ears, and then the father and son walked out of the study and returned to the living room.

Otherwise, if you leave Yun Qingni in the living room and ignore it, it will be too cold for the guests and rude.

Wu Guifang in the kitchen is also busy, and with the Song family's economy getting better now, the meals on the table are also extremely rich.

Especially when Song Baojun eats at home, there are at least five dishes and one soup at home, and the rice has to be cooked to a full pot.

Song Baojun beckoned Yun Qingni to eat at the table, Wu Guifang opened a bottle of drink, sat next to Yun Qingni and asked for warmth to help with the dishes, and the appearance of a kind mother-in-law made Song Baojun's head big for a while, and he was too lazy to concentrate on eating.

After the meal, Song Baojun chatted with Yun Qingni for a few more words before getting up to see her off.

After sending Yun Qingni away, Song Baojun went directly back to the room to rest, locked the door of the room, and then sat on the bed and closed his eyes and entered the imaginary space.

At this moment, the imaginary space has changed a lot more than at the beginning, the space is getting bigger and more perfect, Song Baojun directly walked into the temple that was more luxurious than the imperial palace, and saw that the philosophical personality was staying next to the soul furnace.

"Subject, you're here. The philosophical personality took the initiative to greet Song Baojun.

"yes, how has it been here lately? I'm doing a good job of refueling my ghost, right?" Song Baojun smiled and asked a little triumphantly.

Recently, in order to replenish the ghost energy, Song Baojun has indeed put a lot of effort into eating and drinking, and the amount of food per meal is ten times or more than that of others, and the external environment has also been improved, the growth rate of the ghost energy is getting faster and faster.

The philosopher's personality moved, and said in a somewhat funny tone: "It's still far away, if you can combine with Ling Anqi earlier......"

"No, no, no, the gentleman has something to do and something not to do, and it's not that I can't borrow her ghostly energy, so this matter is still to be stopped for the time being. Song Baojun shook his head desperately, directly interrupting the words of the philosophical personality.

He knew that these personalities cared a lot about ghostly energy, but he couldn't do anything just to get ghostly energy, and that would be too sorry for Ling Anqi to let her give her body to a man who didn't love her.

"Okay, but Liu Qinglin's side has also reached a critical moment, you can find Ling Anqi to absorb her ghost energy in the past few days, and solve Liu Qinglin's matter first. The philosophical personality also knew that Song Baojun was not very happy, and did not continue to discuss this topic.

Hearing Liu Qinglin's matter, Song Baojun's face became much more serious, and the situation on Liu Qinglin's side was no longer optimistic, and if it was delayed for a while, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Fortunately, the philosophical personality is making good progress, and the next thing is to find Ling Anqi to absorb the ghost energy.

He decided to go to Liu Qinglin's house in the next few days and solve this matter, so that he could also get Liu Chongshan's support, and it would be convenient to do many things in the future.

"By the way, give me the set of keys you got you. Just when Song Baojun was thinking about Liu Qinglin's condition, the philosophical personality suddenly approached Song Baojun and said loudly.

"Key?" Song Baojun suddenly didn't understand a little, philosophical personality and what do you want the key for?

The philosophical personality also realized that what he said was too simple, and explained: "The key to the fantasy forest, didn't you get a bracelet last time? ”

"Isn't that thing food? how could you bring it in......" Song Baojun said as he reached into his pocket and actually touched the bracelet.

There are a total of three keys in the fantasy forest, this bracelet is one of them, and Wang Lingjuan's necklace is also one, but her one has completely failed.

As long as you can gather the three keys, you can format and reorganize the fantasy forest into the imaginary space, in other words, let it return into a large amount of ghost energy and be absorbed by the imaginary space.

Taking out the bracelet, Song Baojun threw it directly to the philosophical personality, and asked out loud: "What do you want this thing to do, isn't it useful to have three handfuls?"

"It's useless to get three together, Wang Lingjuan's one has completely lost its effect, I plan to take this key to re-study it, and find a way to control the fantasy forest through this key. The philosophical personality is directly open to his thoughts.

If the fantasy forest can be transformed into a ghost that can be absorbed by the imaginary space, the huge phantom energy will bring great progress to the construction of the imaginary space and the awakening and integration of personality.

Hearing the philosophical personality say this, Song Baojun could only nod, he didn't know anything about these jobs anyway, and it was enough to deal with them with the philosophical personality.

After staying in the imaginary space for a while, Song Baojun left the imaginary space, lay on the bed and read a book for a while before going to sleep directly.

……

As the secretary of the Xingang Security Committee, Feng Jialin's work is actually relatively easy, and most of the troublesome things are done by his subordinates on weekdays, and it can be said that he works no more than two hours a day.

Moreover, this job has a high salary and good benefits, and because it is the relationship between the secretary of the committee, even some Xingang management will politely respect her when they see her.

The more she experienced the benefits of power, the more Feng Jialin was in awe of Song Baojun in her heart, she knew that Song Baojun could replace her at any time, making her worthless from a high-ranking committee secretary.

Due to the reason of attending the class reunion, Feng Jialin had already finished her work yesterday, and asked her subordinates to keep today's work, and she would come over tomorrow to deal with it.

Early in the morning, she began to dress up in the room, tossing for more than two hours, and then sprayed Chanel perfume on her body, carried her newly bought LV bag, and then prepared to go out.

"Yo, my daughter is going out on a date with her boyfriend today? Feng Jialin's mother was sweeping the floor in the hall, and when she saw her daughter dressed like this, she immediately laughed.

Feng Jialin snorted, looked at his mother and said with a smile: "No, it's just a class reunion, by the way, I'll drive Dad's car out later, and you can talk to him when Dad comes home." ”

She planned to drive to the class reunion this time, after all, she was going to pick up Song Baojun, so she couldn't just run over and take a taxi for the two of them, right?

In fact, she has her own car, but the car has been driven for many years, and her father drove it back then, and she was embarrassed to drive it, so she could only borrow her father's Toyota to drive it.

"It's okay, it's okay, let's go. Feng Jialin's mother is also from the past, and she knows that the classmates are used to comparing, and it is always a little face-saving to drive a better car.

Feng Jialin ran downstairs to the parking lot and found his car, got into the car, started the car skillfully, and rushed towards the place Song Baojun said.

After the car arrived at the destination, she took out her mobile phone and dialed Song Baojun's number, and as soon as the phone was connected, she took the initiative to say: "Commissioner Song, I have arrived here at the crossroads, when do you think you will come?"

"Wait, I'll be here in ten minutes. Song Baojun on the other end of the phone replied and hung up the phone directly.

Feng Jialin was suddenly a little depressed, looked around to make sure that Song Baojun was not there, and then secretly pouted, thinking that when he went out to meet other boys before, he was waiting for him, and this was the first time he waited for a boy.

However, thinking of the difference in the identities of the two now, she only dared to complain in her heart, and she didn't even have the courage to speak, otherwise if Song Baojun heard it, she would be able to get out of the secretary's position.