School Heroine Secretly Loves Me

The girl's words seemed to have magical powers, and Song Nanqiao's heart slowly relaxed.

Wen Guangquan, who was sitting at the main seat, also noticed this. It seems that Song Nanqiao's relationship with his daughter is really unusual.

After such a small episode, the butler asked the servants to serve excellent dishes, all of which were delicacies from mountains and seas. After the dishes were served, Song Nanqiao glanced at them. There were dozens of dishes.

Moreover, Wen Guangquan brought the most expensive dish in front of him.

"Miss Song, please have dinner."

Wen Guangquan picked up the knife and fork, and put a piece of meat into his bowl. After the host started to move the chopsticks, the guests could start.

"Thank you." Song Nanqiao was not polite, enjoying the food in front of him.

Wen Wenyao, who was opposite Song Nanqiao, didn't enjoy it that much anymore, because when he was dining at home, he had to pay attention to dining etiquette all the time, and this time he was dining in front of Wen Guangquan, so he had to pay more attention.

Song Nanqiao looked up at Wen Wenyao.

The girl on the opposite side now exudes the smell of a noble lady all over her body.No... She was originally a noble lady.It was the first time Song Nanqiao saw Wen Wenyao like this.

In the past, when Wen Wenyao had dinner with him, although he paid great attention to his image, he didn't have so much etiquette.

And Wen Wenyao would look at Song Nanqiao from the corner of her eye from time to time. She was worried that Song Nanqiao would be very restrained and uncomfortable eating here. Now it seems that she was thinking too much. At the beginning, Wen Wenyao was still thinking, Do you want to prepare some food for Song Nanqiao after dinner?

Suddenly, the eyes of the two people collided, and a trace of sweetness permeated the air, making this deserted and boring dinner more interesting.

After meal

Wen Guangquan glanced at Song Nanqiao, who had already finished his meal, and finished rinsing his mouth under the service of his servants.

"I want to talk to Miss Song. I don't know what Miss Song wants."

After dinner, he can start to get down to business. His long-planned trading plan will finally be put on the agenda.

"Ok."

Song Nanqiao stood up and squeezed Wen Wenyao's hand before leaving.

"I'll wait for you in the room."

Wen Wenyao said softly.

"Okay." Song Nanqiao made an ok gesture.

Afterwards, Song Nanqiao followed Wen Guangquan upstairs, this time it was not Wen Guangquan's study, but his office.

A very large door, carved with red sandalwood, full of luxury.In the office is a square conference table and a desk made of rosewood, on which some documents are placed neatly and orderly.

"Miss Song, please sit down."

Wen Guangquan sat at the front of the square conference table and arranged for Song Nanqiao to be on his right.

After speaking, he took out a bunch of documents from his safe.

"This is the city's trading plan for next month. I want Ms. Song to represent the Wen family to participate in this trading competition."

"Let me take a look first."

Song Nanqiao took the document and opened it in front of Wen Guangquan. Inside were more than 20 pages of information, which recorded the Wen family's follow-up trading plan in detail, as well as the details of other opponents.

"No problem." Song Nanqiao took a rough look, and this trader is not particularly difficult.

I remember that in my last life, I participated in the most difficult trader, which was the Wall Street trader competition, where all the financial giants from all over the world gathered. Song Nanqiao got 5000 million US dollars from this trader with a slight advantage. profit.

"Miss Song is quite sure."

"Ten percent."

Song Nanqiao said blankly, in fact, the scale of this trader is not as big as he imagined, and it is even a waste of his talent.

"You don't believe in my ability?"

Song Nanqiao sneered, with the economic strength of the Wen family, it is entirely possible to participate in a larger financial competition.

"I haven't really seen Miss Song's ability yet, and I'm afraid that Miss Song is inexperienced. If you can win, there will naturally be a bigger stage in the future to show Miss Song's strength."

He wanted to see Song Nanqiao's practical operation ability. A trader is not just talking about it. He must have a strong adaptability and a precise and long-term vision.

Grab every opportunity to make money.

These abilities require long-term training. Even a very talented person will fail badly in front of an experienced trader.

"Row."

Of course she knew what Wen Guangquan meant.

"How many shares are you going to give me?"

Song Nanqiao asked.

"Is a thousand shares enough?"

"Boss Wen is really testing my ability."

One thousand shares is not too much. If you want to get the first place, 90.00% of the success depends on Song Nanqiao.

"Miss Song, can't you?"

Wen Guangquan did it on purpose. He wanted to see if Song Nanqiao could create a miracle.

"no problem."

One thousand shares is one thousand shares. Although the start is a bit weak, but with one's own ability, there is still a great chance of winning.

"What about my house and salary?" Song Nanqiao remembered the most important thing today.

I have to get the house quickly before I can start my follow-up work. It is impossible to speculate in stocks with a mobile phone all day in school.

Hearing this, Wen Guangquan just remembered this matter and almost forgot about it. He has been preparing a trading plan today and put the key in the safe. He stood up and took out another key from his own safe. Bunch of keys.

The house he prepared for Song Nanqiao was in a nearby sea view villa area. That house was newly bought this year and was occasionally used to receive shareholders. Now that it is vacant, Wen Guangquan vacated it for Song Nanqiao.

There are all kinds of household equipment inside, and a servant will come to clean it every week.

"Sea view villa area, I will ask the driver to take you there at night. Leave me the bank account, I will transfer it to you, and upgrade your credit card by the way."

"Mr. Wen is very atmospheric."

Song Nanqiao smiled and took down the bunch of keys, he was willing to give the house as a gift.It's just that I can't bear to give myself a little more capital for stock speculation.

The conversation between the two ended happily, and Song Nanqiao happily walked out of the office with the key in hand.

Looking around, Wen Wenyao was not in the hall.

"In the room?"

According to his memory, Song Nanqiao successfully found Wen Wenyao's room in more than [-] rooms on the second floor.

Isn't it too good to knock on the door of someone else's eldest lady? She hesitated, how about calling Wen Wenyao to come out by herself?

Just when she was about to take out her phone, the door of the room opened without warning.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, come in."

The girl was wearing thin pajamas, her cheeks were flushed, and her immature complexion seemed to have just taken a bath, and there were still a few drops of water on her soft hair.

Song Nanqiao froze for a moment, shocked by the momentary scene.

It never occurred to her that she was taking a bath now.

I feel like I came at the wrong time.

Suddenly, a gust of cool wind blew over. The weather is very cold now, and the wind blowing over is even more so. The girl shivered, frowned slightly, and tightened her body.

"Sorry, it's cold to you." Song Nanqiao hurriedly closed the door, afraid that the other party would be frozen.

"Well, it was indeed frozen." The girl looked straight at Song Nanqiao with clear eyes.

"Then wash it again?"

Now Song Nanqiao's brain suddenly short-circuited.

"I don't want to wash it again, I want you to hug me."

This time the girl didn't post it right away, but instead stood in front of Song Nanqiao and opened her arms. Song Nanqiao didn't want to hug her by herself, so let her do it.

Seeing Wen Wenyao's rosy white body standing obediently in front of her, she suddenly thought a little bit.

But... I can only think about it, she may not dare to hug Wen Wenyao casually.

No...it shouldn't be able to hug any girl casually.

"elder sister……"

The girl was very dissatisfied, so she took Song Nanqiao's hand and shook it slightly.

"Go to bed first, it will be warmer under the quilt."

Song Nanqiao asked Wen Wenyao to keep a little distance from her now, she really couldn't stand it.

"If you don't give me a hug, I won't go to bed."

The tone was still coquettish, and the soft voice made Song Nanqiao's heart beat a little faster.

She discovered Wen Wenyao's strange attributes.

It seems special... alluring...

What kind of feeling does it feel for a noble and gentle young lady to act like a baby to herself at this time...

As if a tendon had been broken in his mind, Song Nanqiao hugged Wen Wenyao unconsciously, and the hug was a little tight.

Wen Wenyao stepped back slowly, even taking Song Nanqiao a few steps behind her.

In the end, the girl slowly fell on the soft bed sheet...

The body began to become hot. Wen Wenyao's eyes were too seductive. There was a trace of desire in the originally clean eyes. Song Nanqiao only took one look, and quickly averted his gaze.

Can't see can't see...

Only now did she realize that Wen Wenyao's leg was hooking her.

Scared, she quickly backed away.

"It's too dangerous..." These are the only words in Song Nanqiao's mind now.

Song Nanqiao clutched his forehead. Fortunately, he had strong self-control, otherwise, he really couldn't control it.

Who can stand this? ?

She used to think that Wen Wenyao was dignified, generous, and reserved.Only 17 years old, it is impossible for her to make such a bold move, but now her view of Wen Wenyao has changed...

During this time, Wen Wenyao has been lowering her bottom line.

Those actions just now were completely challenging her lower limit.

Now Song Nanqiao only felt that her blood was on her head, and she felt dizzy. The fragrance in the room made her even more confused.

"Be sober..."

The system felt that this scene seemed to be familiar to him. A few days ago, it reminded Song Nanqiao in the same way.

Sure enough, history will continue to repeat itself...

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 11 short legs;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 120 bottles of Xiaoshoumengmeng; 12 bottles of Feng Jinjing's girlfriend; 8 bottles of Huai Huai;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!