It's really fragrant after the flash marriage with the black-bellied third uncle

"That month did have a great impact on the fate of you and your wife. It was an uneasy month and a great test for you two." The host said truthfully.

"Can you figure out what it is?"

The host shook his head: "No! No one can understand the secrets of heaven. But the poor monk has divined for the third master, and your destiny is indeed to live a long life, with no worries about food and clothing. In terms of safety, there should be no need to worry."

After saying that, the host made a clasped palm salute: "Donor, one is fate, two is luck, three is feng shui, four is accumulation of yin virtue, five is reading...

The beauty of life is that it is unknown and can be changed through people's own efforts.

Donors need not panic. With all the changes in the world, we can only carry them forward by not forgetting our original intention, kindness and virtue.

As for the issue of growing old together that the benefactor is most worried about, the poor monk made another prediction. It should not be a big problem, there will be twists and turns, but the two of them will eventually be able to grow old together hand in hand. "

"Thanks for the tip." Lu Xun stood up, nodded lightly and left.

After getting the comforting answer, Lu Xun casually called Duan Xiaobai: "This weekend, the place at your seaside B&B is cleared, so we can go over and have a barbecue."

Duan Xiaobai's energetic voice immediately came from the other end of the phone: "Hey, thank you for booking the venue."

Lu Xun: ...

Did he say he wanted to book the venue?

Here, as soon as Duan Xiaobai hung up the phone, Duan's mother gave him a strange look.

"Why are you so happy?"

Duan Xiaobai sprayed on his perfume: "The God of Wealth is here, don't you think you're happy? I'm going to rent my newly invested seaside B&B for the next three weekends, and I'll invite our brothers to go out and play."

Duan's mother was stunned for a moment: "Then remember to take Xiaomei there. Your dad and I are going to Paris on the weekend and I can't take her with me."

"It's not good." Duan Xiaobai looked bitter and laughed, "They all have company, and it's okay if I don't have one. It doesn't matter if I take a bitch to do it. Besides, if the general goes, our little beauty will be fine What should I do if a girl is cheated? I can't defeat the general."

Duan's father passed by the living room and glared at Duan Xiaobai: "I asked you to take care of me, so you took care of me. Why do you talk so much? Go out to play, take care of your sister, what's wrong?"

At this moment, a beautiful pure white Satsuma wagged its tail obediently towards Duan Xiaobai and stuck out its pink and tender tongue. Not to mention how cute it was.

"Okay, okay, just take it with you." Duan Xiaobai looked at the mirror and looked pretty.

Duan's mother glanced at him sideways and said disgustedly: "You...are dressed in colorful clothes, what do you want to do?"

"Bidding for the project!" Duan Xiaobai paused for a moment while wearing a colorful shirt, "Isn't this great? Song Jiahe's first love likes to wear white shirts, so I will wear a floral shirt. I will overwhelm him with my beauty!"

With that said, Duan Xiaobai picked up his notebook and walked out, got in the car, drove to the World Trade Center, and went to the roadshow hall.

As soon as he sat down, he saw Song Jiahe and her first love Yu Peng sitting in the first few rows.

The light was very good this time. Duan Xiaobai glanced over there. As expected, Yu Peng was wearing a white shirt and black suit pants. He had a gentle appearance and looked a bit like a clean young man.

Duan Xiaobai curled his lips sourly. Judging from his appearance, Yu Peng couldn't fault him.

The two were very close to each other, as if they were discussing something.

Duan Xiaobai was not surprised to see Song Jiahe here. Because Song Jiahe is keen on investing, this project is also a well-known small and medium-sized project in the industry, with a small investment but good returns.

Soon it was Duan Xiaobai's turn to take the stage. He brought his notebook, opened the PPT, and talked on the stage with full firepower.

He didn't bother to look at Song Jiahe. When it was over, he found that Song Jiahe seemed to be nodding seriously, probably recognizing what he said.

After a while, it was Yu Peng's turn to take the stage. After hearing his plan, Duan Xiaobai didn't think it was very brilliant, but a small part of it was pretty good.

After the intermission, everyone went to the coffee shop.

Song Jiahe and Yu Peng walked in front, and Duan Xiaobai walked behind.

He overheard Yu Peng saying: "Jiahe, this project is not suitable for me in the first place, as you can see yourself. I think Mr. Duan's plan is well done."

Song Jiahe nodded: "His plan is indeed amazing."

Duan Xiaobai raised his chin proudly, but he didn't feel very happy. He felt sour in his heart: No matter how well I do, you don't like me!

As soon as Duan Xiaobai sat down, Song Jiahe came over with Yu Peng.

"Hi, Mr. Duan, do you mind sitting together?" Song Jiahe took the initiative to say hello and introduced Yu Peng to Duan Xiaobai gracefully.

Duan Xiaobai felt sour in his heart, but he looked calm as he shook hands and said hello to others.

The three of them sat down, and Song Jiahe took the initiative to ask Duan Xiaobai two questions.

Duan Xiaobai only answered one: "Keep going, Mr. Song, this involves business secrets."

Song Jiahe was not surprised and excitedly proposed the merger plan: "As you can see, there are highlights in my plan. My boyfriend doesn't really want to do this project. I will use my highlights to make up for the shortcomings in your project. How about our cooperation? IV. Six points for you, six for you and four for me."

"No." Duan Xiaobai refused, revealing his true nature as a businessman.

Back and forth, the two of them were quarreling with each other, using the tactics they used on the negotiation table. Yu Peng was embarrassed that he couldn't get a word in during the whole process.

But Song Jiahe felt happy: "Okay, I will listen to you Sanqi."

Yu Peng stood up: "You guys talk first, I'll go to the bathroom first."

Song Jiahe nodded and quickly merged the essence of his PPT with Duan Xiaobai's.

When he pressed the last enter button, a cup of tea poured from Song Jiahe's hair.

Song Jiahe stood up with an exclaim and saw Yu Peng's mother standing in front of him.

"Aunt!" Song Jiahe exclaimed.