After dinner, Gu Changdao, Vice President Wang, and the lame old man went back to the restaurant to rest, and Xue Xiang stayed behind to accompany Liu Ying'er to take care of Dabao. The time is only seven o'clock, the days are long and the nights are short in midsummer, the sun has not set at this time, and in half a day, the sunset rolls up with the afterglow of the sunset, and the west sky is blood-red.

Liu Ying'er stood on the balcony of the ward on the second floor, leaning on the railing and looking at the sky, her heart was sad and confused, but she had no way to describe it. Xue Xiang leaned on the bench beside the hospital bed, frowned, reached into his arms, poked out the cigarette case, just popped out one and held it, suddenly swept the big treasure sleeping on the hospital bed, and stuffed the cigarette back into the cigarette case.

Since Liu Ying'er and Xue Anyuan met, the two of them have been like this, Xue Xiang wanted to talk to her, but he didn't know what to say, and he was no longer as comfortable as before. Except for a few words about Dabao's condition and nursing, she will answer a few words, and the rest of the time, she is silent.

Xue Xiang knew that she was no wonder, because he himself had been talking nonsense, and he didn't say a word of important words.

The two of them just outside and inside, one stood and one sit, silent for a long time, at this time, the half-day evening sun seemed to swallow the last breath, sinking down the mountain, in the western sky, the residual glow gradually faded, the twilight was heavy, seeing the bright color, about to fade, out of thin air and a gust of wind, blowing the downstairs flower bed swirling red flowers and green leaves, some even flew up to the balcony, landed on the railing. The slender figure on the balcony was blown by the wind, swaying, and desolate.

Xue Xiang saw that his chest was tight, turned on the electric light in the room, got up and took a thin blanket, and walked to Chaoyangtai. Before getting close, she just put it on her, but she waved it down, but the blanket was copied into her hand by Xue Xiang.

Xue Xiang sighed in his heart, but he pretended that nothing had happened: "It's cold, go back to sleep." ”

Liu Ying'er turned a deaf ear, her hands were still on the railing, and she didn't answer, her small mouth was pulled up and hung up on the oil bottle. The angry little daughter-in-law is full of posses.

"I'm still angry, my uncle is very tired from work, at that time..."

"Nope!"

Fairy Liu finally spoke up. was very impolite to cut off Xue Xiang's words, which confirmed how hypocritical the answer was to the word "no".

"It's good not to be angry. Shall I go back to sleep? ”

"I'm not sleepy, I want you to sleep."

"If you don't sleep, how can I sleep?"

"It's really strange that I don't sleep with you, won't you sleep with a quilt on your own?"

"You're right, I really don't, you have to cover me with a quilt."

"You're beautiful!"

"Yes. If you don't cover it for me, I'll cover it for you, let's go! ”

Xue Xiang shouted and picked up Liu Ying'er's soft body. Hit horizontally, hooked the crook of the leg, hugged it and walked out the door. Liu Ying'er swung her long legs quickly, but Xue Xiang hugged her very tightly, where could she break away. Only Bai Shengsheng's calves were exposed due to the activity, and Xue Xiang couldn't take his eyes off.

"Quickly let me down, I'll go by myself, be careful that there are people at the door, hurry..." Seeing that Xue Xiang was about to go out with himself. Liu Ying'er was in a hurry, and she didn't dare to make a fuss.

"What about some people, Hong Kong Island is not as open as our mainland, let's hold handsome men and beautiful women together, it's too late for people to envy, who dares to speak?"

"You scoundrel!"

"Thank you for the name!"

"You..."

Seeing Xue Xiang hook a gap in the door with his foot, Liu Ying'er twisted her body in shame, hid her face in Xue Xiang's arms, and thought about her hatred, and her small white teeth bit Xue Xiang's chest fiercely.

Because it was summer, Xue Xiang was wearing a shirt, Liu Ying'er covered her head and mouthed, and suddenly bit the small pimple on the left pectoralis major muscle.

"Hey, something, fleshy, round." Curious, Liu Ying'er actually moved her red lips and grinded between the teeth.

Xue Xiang** was held in a moment, his brain was like someone had tamped him with a hammer, chaotic, chaotic, and chaotic, and even the left foot that stretched out to hook the door of the house was unconsciously retracted and stood on the ground, because at this moment, he was scattered with thousands of pounds of energy, and it seemed that he would immediately collapse to the ground if he didn't hold on.

How do you know that Xue Xianggang stabilized his body, and Liu Ying'er held the bulge between her teeth and grinded, completely letting Xue Xiang's soul fly out of the sky. Just when Xue Xiang's hand was weak and about to be soft, Liu Ying'er suddenly let out a strange cry of "ah", and Xue Xiang's soul was called back from nine days away.

Xue Xianghui fù Qingming, hurriedly exerted his strength with both hands, and hugged Xiao Nizi again.

The reason why Liu Ying'er screamed was not that Xiao Nizi felt that Xue Xiang's hand had softened and that she was about to fall to the ground, but that Xiao Nizi finally knew what she was biting in her mouth. Thinking of this embarrassing object being held in his mouth, he almost didn't faint Xiao Nizi, and when Xiao Nizi was embarrassed, suddenly, there was a crisp sound, and Xiao Nizi only felt that her buttocks were suddenly tight.

The perpetrator was naturally Xue Xiang, Xue Xiang was suddenly attacked by Xiao Nizi, so that his Yuanyang body was almost not blown up, and in shame, he slapped Xiao Nizi's plump and round buttocks. Originally, Xiao Nizi was held sideways in her arms, her buttocks were hanging in the air, and her buttocks were more and more round and tight, this slap was imprinted on the thick buttocks, Xue Xiang was reluctant to move away from his hands and eyes, and he was teased by Xiao Nizi at the same time, and the desire in his heart was even hotter, and the big hand actually walked up on the round buttocks, sometimes mastering the buttocks and kneading, sometimes rubbing, and even more, the big colored hand pressed the tight tweed pants into the gluteal groove...

The willow warbler in his arms couldn't help but flip by his touch, sometimes helplessly, sometimes amorous and moaning, for a while, the indoor spring was infinite, and it was charming.

Previously, Liu Ying'er had not been violated by Xue Xiang, but she had never produced such a strong **, at this time, her intimate parts had been caressed to the mud, and she could even sense that her pants had been beaten wet, and the clam crack was still overflowing.

Crazy men and women, **, a little spark, ignited the two, the two of them were immediately immersed in the sea of lust and couldn't extricate themselves, seeing that they were about to burn, suddenly, "cough cough ......" Dabao on the hospital bed had a sharp cough.

This cough was like pouring a basin of ice water on the heads of the two of them, and they immediately put out the raging lust and put it out.

The two hurriedly tidied up their clothes, and hurriedly ran towards the hospital bed, but when they got closer, they saw that Dabao was still sleeping soundly, but the air mask was a little crooked, Xue stepped forward to put the air mask on, and looked back to see Liu Ying'er. But seeing that Xiao Nizi's face was flushed, it was obvious that she had also been burned with lust before.

Xiao Nizi glanced at Xue Xiang fiercely and hurried out the door. Xue Xiang watched Xiao Nizi keep holding her legs when she was running, and smiled proudly.

Originally. This time to accompany Dabao, I asked for two special escort wards, Dabao's cough before, Xue Xiang knew that there was no one here for the time being, for fear that Dabao would cough again and remove the oxygen mask, then there would be a big mess. I just lay down on the chair, but my body was too long, and my feet could only be dragged on the ground.

A chair is not a bed after all, not to mention narrow. Still slumped his back, Xue Xiang tossed and turned, but he couldn't sleep, so he simply turned on the light and looked for a newspaper on the bedside table.

This is an economic morning report. It's all about the economy, people's livelihood, and the stock market. Xue Xiang was not interested in this, and was about to put it back after flipping through a few pages, when suddenly, his eyes fixed on the title of an article in the third edition.

To say that Xue Xiangxian didn't care much about the economy and the stock market, but he loved to read the biographies of successful people, at present, the reason why he settled on this report is precisely because this report involves a person, a big man who will be famous in the world in later generations, and it just so happens that Xue Xiangxiang has read his biography with the mentality of learning from the successful experience of others.

This person is Xu Mingyuan, known as Xu Chaoren in later generations, and Changshui Industrial Co., Ltd. on that report is his subsidiary, and the creation of Heji Whampoa is the proud work that made Xu Mingyuan resounding all over the world in later generations.

"This news report Xu Mingyuan's Changshui Industry has no intention of acquiring Heji Whampoa, what's going on, is it the butterfly effect brought about by his own crossing?" Xue Xiang muttered in his heart, but he couldn't guess the reason, and secretly thought that it was just a news report and had nothing to do with him, so he wanted to put the newspaper down.

Suddenly, Xue Xiang had a flash of inspiration in his mind: Could it be that Xu Chaoren is playing "if you want to take it, you should go with it first", first hype yourself up, and let the stock price of Heji decline, so that you can use both prongs, while forcing the palace on the surface, and secretly sucking in the stock secretly?

To say that Xue Xiang really has a delicate heart, although he is not proficient in business operations, he has insight into the stakes and guesses Xu Mingyuan's thoughts.

It is said that Xu Mingyuan's acquisition of Heji Whampoa this time is actually related to Xue Xiang. Originally, Xu Mingyuan's acquisition of Heji Whampoa was in 79, not the current 78. It is precisely because of the start of the war on real theory in 78 years and the convening of the Third Plenary Session of the 11th Central Committee that Xu Mingyuan discerned the direction of the mainland's economic policy, so he decided to acquire Heji Whampoa in order to seize the mainland market while expanding its business.

And because Xue Xiang was born, the mainland's public opinion war started in advance, and the newspapers on Hong Kong Island were also extremely concerned about the political situation in the mainland, so they made a series of reports.

…………………

But he said that Xue Xiang had peeked through Xu Mingyuan's calculations, and he was overjoyed, so he naturally didn't want to let go of the banknotes sent to the door, but he knew from Xu Mingyuan's biography that the acquisition of Hutchison Whampoa was a classic business battle of the Xu family, which made Xu Mingyuan make a lot of money.

"This Xu Mingyuan earns a big one, I earn a small one, he eats meat, he can't stop Lao Tzu from drinking soup." The more Xue Xiang thought about it, the more proud he became, leaned back in the chair, and swayed Erlang's legs upside down. He clearly remembers that because the acquisition came suddenly, the stock price of Heji Whampoa has doubled from the lowest point before the acquisition to the price after the acquisition, and the profit is simply amazing.

Thinking about the way to get money, Xue Xiang's heart opened up a lot. Originally, the original plan was to sell it for money, but now with this windfall, there is no need to sell it, after all, this is a national treasure passed down from the ancestors, even if it is sold to Hong Kong Island people, it is a sin, isn't it?

Although he doesn't have to sell it now, he still has to play a role, after all, making money from the stock market can't help but spend money. Right now, Xue Xiang doesn't plan to sell it, but he has the idea of being it, because if he sells it, it belongs to someone else, and if he does, he can still redeem it.