My Supernatural Life of Leisure

Tianhai City.

On the lawn in a low-key decorated villa on the outskirts of the North District, many handsome men and beautiful women gather.

A row of luxury sports cars parked outside the villa, highlighting the wealthy identity of the owner of the villa.

In the small garden at the end of the lawn, a man of about twenty-seven and eighteen years old was leaning on a swing and smoking quietly. He looked up at the noisy crowd in the distance with an indifferent expression on his face.

This man is called Sun Zicheng, the owner of this villa, and today is his 28th birthday.

The men and women in the villa came for his birthday party, but Song Zicheng seemed to be in low spirits. After being poured a few cups by a few friends, he simply hid here and smoked, enjoying the cozy time that belonged to him alone.

Thirty years ago, most of the land underneath was barren hills and ridges, but after the government invested heavily in infrastructure construction, the area that was previously uninterested suddenly became an inch of gold.

Many developers followed suit and developed high-end villas here, gradually becoming a gathering place for the wealthy in Tianhai City.

And this villa is a birthday gift from Sun Zicheng’s father to his son. For ordinary people, a three-bedroom house in Tianhai City is their lifelong goal.

For Sun Tianmin, chairman of the "Xingli Real Estate Development Group", spending 10 to 20 million to buy a villa for his son is just a matter of fingertips.

Xingli Real Estate Development Group now has assets of more than 10 billion yuan, and it can be regarded as a big group in Tianhai City.

As the future successor of Xingli Real Estate Development Group, Song Zicheng is also well-known in the second-generation circle of Tianhai City.

Song Zicheng, who was born with a golden key, entered the headquarters of Xingli Real Estate Development Group for an internship after graduating from university, but it was just named and did not have any actual positions.

It was not that Sun Tianmin was unwilling to let his son exercise, but Song Zicheng felt that this kind of life was not challenging, but chose another more exciting lifestyle.

It was only in the past two years that Song Zicheng gradually became familiar with some management affairs of the group under the coercion and lure of his father, and entered the management of the group as one of the group management personnel.

To prepare for him to take over the entire group in the future, as the only heir, this is also Song Zicheng's fate.

However, even though Sun Tianmin is over 60 years old, he is still full of energy, he must do everything by himself, and he has no intention of abdicating to be virtuous, so Song Zicheng, the deputy general manager, is not salty, and feels a little tied.

In addition, Xingli Real Estate Development Group has also experienced many problems in recent years, with overwhelming numbers and declining benefits.

Even many subsidiaries have suffered huge losses, and many major investment projects have been stranded. Although the group has been preparing for transformation, it is struggling and the results are not obvious.

As the future successor of the group, Song Zicheng certainly has his own ideas and ideas. He and his father have mentioned it several times, but they have not been taken seriously. He can only silently wait for the opportunity, but does not know what will happen when he takes over the company. Bad situation.

"Hello, where is the bathroom?" Song Zicheng heard the noise in the distance, regretting the so-called birthday party, and suddenly a pleasant voice came from behind him.

Song Zicheng threw away his cigarette **** and looked back carelessly, only to see a beautiful woman in a sleeveless chiffon dress, looking at him plainly.

This woman's appearance is amazing, her figure is exquisite, and her temperament is even more outstanding. Compared with the coquettish women in **** clothes on the lawn, Song Zicheng, who has been with countless girlfriends, can't help but shine.

"Oh, I see there is no small door over there. Go in the first room and turn left. Do you need me to show you the way?"

Song Zicheng, who was bewildered, smiled and pointed to a building not far away, but he was a little puzzled. Such a beautiful woman didn't even have any impression of herself.

After listening to Song Zicheng's guidance, Zhou Yue shook her head, and politely said thank you to Song Zicheng, and then left without any haste.

Song Zicheng looked at the back of the other party, with a playful smile on his face. Judging from the reaction of the other party just now, this extremely beautiful woman really came to ask for directions, and she didn't know his identity. This woman was a bit interesting.

Song Zicheng is not married yet, but there is no shortage of women around him.

Sun Tianmin is busy with his career, rarely goes home to accompany his wife, and has no time to communicate with his son. He always feels guilty in his heart, so he rarely limits his son's expenses.

When Song Zicheng's eighteenth birthday, his father even gave him a credit card with a high limit.

Tell him that as long as the Xingli Real Estate Development Group does not fail, he can consume at will, except for gambling and the addictive "white flour", he can spend whatever he wants.

Since then, Song Zicheng, who has lost restraint, has started a life of drunkenness.

He is always surrounded by a group of gorgeous and **** women, and familiar friends know that Song Zicheng never cares how much it costs, only cares whether the other party is beautiful or not.

But gradually, Song Zicheng got tired of such a life, and lost interest in those women who came and left.

He began to understand why many wealthy people like to gamble and smoke ‘white noodles’, because only these two things can give them greater excitement.

However, Song Zicheng always remembered his father's admonition in his heart, and never dared to step beyond the thunder pool. Although he liked the exciting life, he was not stupid. In order to pursue the stimulation and ruin his life, he would not do it!

But the women who came close to him for money couldn't make him feel more fun, and Song Zicheng was lost.

This very beautiful woman just now aroused Song Zicheng's interest. He is now used to something wrong. He has no interest in the kind of active and enthusiastic woman. On the contrary, he likes this kind of rejection that is thousands of miles away.

But I don't know if the other party is famous, so Song Zicheng couldn't act rashly.

Although as a rich second generation, Song Zicheng seldom does things like competing with others and being jealous, even less willing to take love from his friends.

Song Zicheng knew not because of how noble he was, but because he hadn't met a woman who could make his heart beat.

"Wow..."

After washing her hands, Zhou Yue turned off the faucet, looked in the mirror and stroked her hair in her ears.

"Ding Dong."

The mobile phone placed aside rang, and someone sent himself a WeChat message.

Picking it up and looking at it, Zhou Yue's mouth raised slightly, revealing a charming smile.

Lin Fei: "Didn't you say you want to eat mala Tang at my newly opened store? How about this evening? If it works, I will pick you up in Tianhai City."

After reading the WeChat message sent by Lin Fei, Zhou Yue's slender fingers bounced quickly on the screen, and replied: "I am afraid it will not work today, tomorrow!"

"how?"

"Entertainment! I have to attend several banquets with the leaders here today."

"You have been dragged to act as a facade again, it's miserable!"

"Yeah! For what I am so miserable for, make me some snacks!"

"..."

"The fried meatballs you made before are delicious, can you make some more for me?" Zhou Yue replied, and at the same time sent a pitiful animated cartoon pattern at the back.

"If I have time tonight, I'll fry you some more meatballs!"

"Huh? Are you busy at night?"

"Just now the Ability Management Bureau contacted me and asked me to help them with one thing."

"Oh, this way!"

Zhou Yue came out of the bathroom, and while walking towards the party site, she replied to the WeChat message sent by Lin Fei, with a charming smile on her face, which made some young men who had been following her caught in it.

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"Su Gang, today was originally the weekend, but tomorrow at noon I will go to Europe for the last small-scale meeting with the client.

Tonight, you and the brothers in your department will work hard and work overtime. Before going to work tomorrow morning, you must get the final design plan! "The general manager smiled and said to Su Gang, the backbone of the technical department sitting opposite.

Su Gang nodded faintly. Although the boss said politely, the essence is still an order, and he has no choice. Go ahead!

While calculating today's workload, Su Gang wanted to greet his family later.

"It is estimated that tonight will be all night!" Su Gang returned to his department and announced to all his colleagues who had been called to the company from home.

"Isn't it? Brother Gang, I'm going to go on a blind date tonight!"

"I have an appointment with my girlfriend. I will go to her house to see her parents together tonight!"

"Boss, must it be today?"

"..."

Suddenly, various complaints in the department rang out.

"No way, Mr. Wang will see the finished product tomorrow morning." Su Gang also didn't want to use his boss to press people. "We all worked hard today, Xiao Zhou, you can ask everyone what you want to eat. I invite you for supper at night!"

After speaking, he ignored the technical man on the first floor, turned back to his office, sat in his seat and thought for a while, Su Gang dialed the phone.

"Husband, what would you like to eat today?" As soon as the call was connected, I heard an energetic and pleasant female voice, and there was a faint bargaining voice in the environment.

"I'm sorry, my wife, today the boss asked all staff in our department to work overtime, and the plan will be finalized tomorrow morning. I may not be able to go back tonight!" Su Gang said modestly.

The other party was silent for a while, and his voice was significantly lowered, "But today is my birthday, and I want to cook something you love. Let's celebrate!"

Why doesn't Su Gang know what day is today, but what can be done?

"Wife, it's my fault this time. When I'm done for a while, I'll take a vacation and rest for a while. Then I'll take you out for a while, and I'll make you apologize, okay?"

"Oh, let's talk about it! Then you should be busy!" The woman's emotions were obviously hit, and she ended the call faintly.

Su Gang smiled bitterly and shook his head. As the head of the technical department, he is also one of the core technical backbones. Today, no matter what, he has to fight with his brothers.

Shaking his head to clear the distracting thoughts in his mind, Su Gang began to sort out the information at hand and was ready to do a big job.

At this time, in the vegetable market, there was a beautiful woman wandering listlessly.

She is 1.62 meters tall, with long black hair that is straight and faintly reaching the middle of her back. She wears a black tight-fitting vest and a simple pair of light blue trousers on her lower body.

The whole person looks very petite, with exquisite features, which makes people feel so cruel to move their eyes away from her face. Walking along the way, I don't know how many people's eyes are attracted.

Nie Meizhu was in a very bad mood. Originally, today was her birthday, and it was the weekend without going to work. She wanted to cook something delicious personally. The two of them had a romantic relationship at night, but she didn't expect it.

It doesn't count if my husband is called to the company in the morning, and he has to work overnight, which is really annoying.

Nie Meizhu took a look at the few dishes he was holding. If he was alone, it would be enough, so he went home directly, threw the dishes in the kitchen, turned on the computer, and was ready to play games for a while to relax.

As soon as I opened WeChat, there was a notification sound from the speaker. When I clicked it on, it turned out to be Bai Xiuqin, my college classmate and a good friend for so many years.

"Miju, happy birthday!"

Looking at her friend's message, Nie Meizhu felt a little better, and finally someone remembered her birthday!

Seeing that Bai Xiuqin was still online, Nie Meizhu replied, "Thanks! Xiuqin."

Less than ten seconds after replying, Bai Xiuqin replied.

"exist?"

"Yeah! What's the problem?"

"Hey, Mi Joo, today is your birthday! Even if you don't go out to play at this time, why shouldn't you have time to chat on WeChat?"

"Oh, don't mention it! I'm so annoying!" Nie Meizhu said everything about today, "Don't you think it is very depressed?"

"That's no way! You can't let Su Gang put his boss's orders aside, go home with you for your birthday!" Bai Xiuqin comforted, "Besides, this doesn't mean that your Su Gang is valued in the company. Is this a good thing!"

The Nie Meizhu mentioned by Bai Xiuqin also knew it, but it was still a little uncomfortable emotionally, and the two chatted for a while.

"You don't need to cook for your husband?" Nie Meizhu asked casually after seeing that it was almost half past eleven.

"Cut!" Bai Xiuqin replied with disdain, "You don't understand the person in our family. I don't know where people are playing now. Let me cook him a fart! Counting today, I have had a week. Didn’t you see others!"

Nie Meizhu didn’t speak. Bai Xiuqin’s husband knew her. From a career perspective, she was definitely a successful entrepreneur. She opened a company in less than five years and had assets of over 50 million yuan. It can’t be said to be bad for Bai Xiuqin. But it was too bothersome.

To say that Bai Xiuqin is not weaker than Nie Meizhu's beauty, she didn't know how many young talents' hearts were captured at the beginning, but she was finally chased by her current husband.

But the good times didn't last long. After just two years of marriage, problems occurred. Her husband just couldn't control himself, or he didn't even think about it.

No one knows how many women he has outside. In the first year of marriage, Bai Xiuqin didn’t know how many quarrels with her husband, and now he doesn’t want to worry about it anymore. In Bai Xiuqin’s words, he passed him, I passed mine. Out of sight out of mind.

Nie Meizhu did not agree with the attitude of life between husband and wife. After persuading him twice, Bai Xiuqin always ignored it, and Nie Meizhu stopped talking about it.

"Meizhu, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, are you at home alone now?" After waiting for a while, Bai Xiuqin asked again without seeing Nie Meizhu's reply.

"Yeah, isn't this coming up to pass the time? I don't want to eat by myself!"

"Oh, what are you going to do? Just watch movies and TV shows?"

"Why can I do something? Besides, wouldn't you have you chat with me?"

Nie Meizhu also felt quite boring, so she said, "Should we go out shopping?"

"Not today, I will have a date later! Sister will accompany you another day!" Bai Xiuqin sent an embarrassed expression.

"Alright! Then I'll make it first. There is no salt at home. I forgot to buy it. Now I'm going out to buy a package of salt."

"Well, you go!"

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