unspeakable desire

"Why don't you." Ge Jundong coaxed him, his voice was low, "It's so cool to sit at home and spend my money."

"If you think so now, it won't be so in the future." Song Xiaobei loves him, but Song Xiaobei doesn't believe that he will always be good to him.

"Who says it's not certain? I'll go through the formalities tomorrow to transfer two-thirds of my property to your name." It's sincere.

"What is your two-thirds?"

"Hmm... let me think about it." Ge Jundong hasn't counted the properties under his name for a long time, and now it is really difficult for Ge Jundong to clear them one by one in his mind and tell him one by one, "I have 7 passbooks. , Three books are demand books, four books are regular books, and the current books are tens of millions to several million. The regular books are at least one billion. As for housing, besides the house you and I lived in, I also have 2 N The villas and mansions I haven’t seen for a long time, I have stocks, and the money is tens of millions. The boss’s part of the money is invested in commercial sales under my management, that is, real estate and chain stores. There are losses and profits, but Basically, they make a lot of money, and the profits and losses are divided into [-] and [-] cents. By the way, why did I forget that I still have a box or two of gold bars to preserve value, which are urgently needed when I am old and unable to make money." Ge Jundong Think again. "Well... that's basically it." After counting his net worth, Ge Jundong began to pay attention to Song Xiaobei, his arms tightened inward, "How about it? I'll give you two-thirds, you should be willing to accept it. "

What do you mean I am willing to accept?Song Xiaobei felt ashamed of these rich people, "Are you sure you are not the second generation rich?" To have such wealth at such a young age, if you are not the second generation rich, is it that you suddenly became rich overnight?It's incredible.

"What kind of rich second generation am I? I am an authentic self-made man who uses his IQ to make money."

"Oh..." This kind of wealth is too scary.

"What's wrong?" He didn't look very happy.

"Where are you the richest man in China?"

"What's the richest man? I don't have anything to do with those mentally retarded rankings. Me, the first rule of life, 'low-key' life, 'low-key' work, and 'low-key' enjoyment of life." Ge Jundong He took out the hand he was holding and stroked his arm, "If you are too high-profile, you will attract a lot of troubles that are difficult to control, and your life will be exposed by reporters you can't guard against. Necessary banquets will squeeze your already busy life even tighter," Ge Jundong noticed that his skin was very smooth, "You can say that I am selfish, but I want to tell you that most of my money is not clean, A lot of black money was confiscated by my boss, and I reported it to my superiors secretly, but the boss, the boss, would not ask the boss to hand over the money, because many of the things the boss and I did were illegal. If you go out, you will be investigated. Regardless of whether you kill a bad person or not, murder must be against the law. Therefore, the black money boss will give me a split. I will share with him. Four of his seven are used to buy arms for him of."

"You still sell arms?" Song Xiaobei turned around in shock and looked at Ge Jundong behind him.

"Not only sell arms, but I also have to apply for a fake ID for him and collect the private information he wants. Sometimes, I have to join forces with hackers to attack the country..."

Song Xiaobei raised his hand to cover his mouth in fear that the wall would have ears, "Don't say it," he frowned, unexpectedly, he was a sinner who would never be forgiven, "Everything you committed is a capital crime."

Ge Jundong knew what he was worried about, and gently removed his hand covering his mouth, "Yes."

"Hurry up and stop, no matter what the reason is, hurry up and stop, so that they will never find you."

"Impossible, I have no intention of turning back. Of course, I promise you that I will never do anything that threatens my life," Ge Jundong pulled him into his arms and hugged him, "and I My boss will not let me do it, I will always be a logistics worker."

"Jundong... I... I'm still so scared."

"There's nothing to be afraid of. I started this business when I was 14 years old. Now, 13 years have passed. Look, what's wrong with me? I'm fine. Life is going on and business is going on. So, there is nothing to be afraid of. "Ge Jundong kissed him, "It's all right."

"En." Song Xiaobei responded softly.

Ge Jundong knew he was still uneasy, "Xiaobei."

"Ok?"

"I love you."

"Well, I love you too." Song Xiaobei raised his head and looked at him, obsessed with his handsomeness and the reflection of himself in his pupils when he looked at him, how bright and clean, how real, but why was it missing? glorious?Like ignoring the water layer, magnifying the dark and weak, covering up the bright and beautiful "foreground" of brown.

Ge Jundong smiled, lowered his head, opened his mouth, covered his lips, and kissed him tenderly...

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