At the end of the topic, Li Ting didn't talk again.

Based on Xu Jingxi's words, Li Ying deciphered it for several days and didn't come to the conclusion.

I can't imagine what kind of man it is, so that the school girl who has never been contaminated with love and the world often loses her mind.

Li Ting pulled closer to the chair, put Li Ying's body in front of her, and unbuttoned her clothes.

Inspect the wound.

"As for the ointment, I'll help you with the medicine."

Li Ying removed a plaster from the cabinet.

No name, black packaging, like a fake drug.

Xiao Li sent it over, she really asked, she didn't want to leave a scar, and went to the hospital to queue for too long.

Don't pretend to be hypocritical, since Xu Jingxi opened her mouth to give this kindness, she took it.

Li Ting looked at her twice, didn't know her, and unscrewed it, "You honestly don't move." "Look for a cotton swab and carefully apply medicine to her.

"The medicine is not spicy."

Li Ying shook her head.

Li Ting tightened the lid and put the plaster: "Love is desperate." Thinking of something, he suddenly asked, "If you don't go home, do you want to see that gentleman in order to stay in Beijing?" ”

The beauty smiled softly and quietly: "What do you think." ”

She looks really long, and when she laughs, she is pitiful, and the clear mist in her eyes is so soft that it softens people's hearts.

Li Ting pinched her face and pinched out some red marks, Li Ting's heart hurt a little, and she slowly withdrew her hand.

"Tidy up, go to bed, and go to school tomorrow."

Early March.

There was no news of Xu Jingxi's return to Beijing, and the group was silent.

Liang Wenye is estimated to be busy and rarely provokes topics, so no one complains in the group.

When Sister Zhang set up a banquet to wash the dust, she always said that she was lucky that night, because it was the Lantern Festival, and the above called to strictly investigate the gallery, and the department had to work overtime to thoroughly check the running water, and the innocence was washed away that night.

Calculating, it has been 7 days since the start of school.

Today, Monday.

In the morning sculpture class, Li Ying could only be accompanied by a universal treasure chest and a hammer, knocking and playing with clay sculptures in the studio, rolling up his sleeves, and 'creaking' wood.

I fell in love with the sculpture class, but I didn't listen to the professor's various carvings.

In the afternoon, Li Ting went to a theory class.

Li Ting put on headphones and lay on the table: "It's Quanying preaching again, I can't stand it, I can't hear well." ”

Li Ying passed a copy of the notes in the tablet to Li Ting, and the pen buckled the newly tied ponytail.

The professor on the stage is full of economy.

Li Ying listened, but it didn't come to mind.

The professor mentioned Harvard in his words, and suddenly remembered a person.

Pull out your phone from the pocket of your trench coat and type gently.

"The wound is almost healed, it's a panacea, thank you, Mr. Xu."

Private jet routes arrive over Singapore.

Dining area, 8K TV showing foreign romances.

The flight attendant is serving Xu Jingxi a meal.

The man was sitting in front of the sofa in a pure white and clean style, stirring the coffee, but did not drink it.

looks like a nobleman, but there is no big shelf, and his eyes are not too indifferent.

Even if he inadvertently rubbed his suit and stuck it on him, he was not angry at all, just smiled occasionally, and the inner side of his double eyelids was slightly hooked, which made people feel affectionate.

After thinking about it, he just looks so weak in his emotions, and his identity is a character who is not easy to mess with.

The flight attendant cautiously asked, "Are you satisfied?" ”

Xu Jingxi put down the stirring spoon and smiled gently: "Tell me, should I be satisfied?" ”

He was looking up, and when he looked into his eyes, the stewardess was in a trance, and then smiled and got up from him: "I'm sorry, I'll give you another drink."

"No trouble." He changed his glass of ice water.

Suddenly, the flight attendant pushed away the dining cart.

Xu Jingxi took the mobile phone on the desktop, swiped his slender fingerbones, and withdrew the airplane mode.

'Ding,'

Take a look at the WeChat records.

Li Ying's exam results, her paintings, her words, and the word thank you are frequent.

He typed, "Don't you go to class?"

After a few seconds, Li Ying: "Up, but I miss you"

Xu Jingxi: "Listening to the class"

Like a parent.

He can't listen to women's sweet words at all, but he can have three points of leisure to coax people and make people happy.

Li Ying typed and deleted again.

Finally, reply to an emoji with a kitten tilting its head.

Sometimes I think about Xu Jingxi's tenderness when she is good and bad, but she is regarded as a concoction in loneliness.

In the end, what do you want her to give him?

Li Ting had no intention of catching a glimpse of the record, leaned into her ear and said: "Men are very realistic, throwing hugs and begging for words, for them, the former is more emotional." ”

Li Ying tilted his face, "I slept in the same bed with him and nothing happened. ”

Li Ting held her forehead: "Okay, it must be that his needs are not on you, there are other girls to give." ”

The voice of the foreign teacher and professor on the stage suddenly became heavier, Li Ying straightened her waist and sat upright: "Listen to the class." ”

Li Ting obediently turned on the computer: "He gave you ecstasy soup." ”

Li Ying: "He is very good to me sometimes, but he can't live freely if he doesn't want love." ”

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That day.

Singapore Airlines, a red and white private plane landed at a dedicated venue, and there was no more Liang Wenye next to Xu Jingxi.

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

New Asia Financial Center Singapore CBD concentration area, high-rise buildings.

On the top floor of the highest building of Dahua Plaza, well-known business predators at home and abroad gathered, and the meeting ended in half an hour.

Mr. Weng, who presided over the meeting, greeted the accountant and secretary, and went to the glass sea to meet Mr. Xu.

Xu Jingxi sat on the main seat of the sofa, his eyes drooping slightly, and the incense patterns wafting from the incense stove covered his handsome face.

Half-necked, his fingers from time to time push the chessboard to disperse, like a lonely idler.

And no one played against him.

Mr. Weng bowed his head, and after his eyes wandered repeatedly: "Mr. Xu, the meeting is over." ”

Not long ago, this master moved 60,000 ether coins to the exchange. Unfortunately, after 4 days, the virtual currency exploded 2.3 billion.

It is said that his eyes are poisonous but not vicious, and he will take precautions before the rain is foreseen.

Moreover, Mr. Weng handed the computer conference video to Xu Jingxi.

Sitting across from him was the new president of Black Stone's European division, Mr. Edham.

In native English: "Sir, Black Stone Bank's cash reserves have increased to $16.3 billion, including crypto assets and national cash reserves. ”

At present, there are only three types of shareholders of Black Stone Bank, one is the country's capital personnel, the other is a financial institution, CITIC Capital is the largest financial institution investment shareholder, and the third is the Black Stone family.

With a chess piece in his hand, Xu Jingxi didn't watch the video of the transnational parliament on the computer, his eyes were slightly lowered, and the wrinkles of his double eyelids were tired, as if he hadn't slept well enough.

He asked casually: "How much can I use in my name?" ”

After years of studying abroad and studying in the stock exchange, he speaks English, and his American spoken standard is concise, his speech speed is cold, and his voice is extremely durable.

Mr. Edham looked it up: "$3.6 billion." ”

Xu Jingxi did not hesitate: "The money passed through the exchange, and the euro was used to buy BTC again and continue to convert assets." ”

Edmum bowed: "Yes sir." ”

$3.6 billion invested in BTC through a new round of fixed-rate funds, switching from Ether to BTC.

The point is that he is only 28 years old, Guisuke, Yongya. It has hundreds of billions of assets.

He was about to make a call, but he didn't press the dial button, and a WeChat message popped up at the top.

Li Ying: "Sir, class is over."

Mr. Weng looked away.