How did i become a god

At Guo Si Yue's level, weekdays and weekends don't matter. On a Sunday afternoon, she is having afternoon tea with the CEO of Galaxy Group, Mr. Watson, at his home, Villa One No. 15 in the Eastern Suburbs, a man who enjoys life very much and lives in one of the most luxurious villas in Magic City.

Watson is a man who enjoys life and lives in one of the most luxurious villas in Magic City. The afternoon sun was shining in the English-style courtyard.

Guo Si Yue was wearing a delicate beige shirt and black dress, her hair coiled up. Her body was slender and graceful, full of beautiful woman style. Her fair skin and a pair of spiritual eyes made her as elegant as an orchid.

She held a coffee cup in her plain hand, took a sip, and asked, "John, how do you plan to handle the current situation when you go to the capital with Mr. Ren this time?"

Watson's English name is "John. He is forty-nine years old, tall and lean, and has a good-looking face. As the "King of Workers", he has the temperament of a mature man in his forties: restrained and calm.

Huasheng and Guo Siyue, partners for many years, sat at a round table in the courtyard and laughed bitterly, "Alice, you don't know Ren's temper, do you? He threw a tantrum and asked Ren Jian to go back to London to study physics."

A sarcastic smile played at the corner of Guo Si Yue's mouth, "Will Ren Jie be willing?"

"Where's Ken? According to Song Fa, it was a father and son quarrel. Zhang Ting was crying in her study. In the end, it was Renji who intervened. There's no word yet. Anyway, Ren Jian is now staying in China. What do you think?"

Guo Si Yue shook her head, "How else can I look at it? John, you know very well who is responsible for this. Inside the group, as well as the CEOs of the outside member companies, they are all on edge. Many of them have come to me to get information.

I'll make it clear that I don't support anyone. Anyway, when the group's financial chain eases, I will leave. You guys will see what you can do."

Watson sincerely retained: "Alice, the group needs your wisdom and ability now."

Guo Si Yue laughed heartily, "Heh, I'm tired of it! John, who do you choose? I advise you to be careful."

She predicted that the last to ascend the throne would probably be Renji. Renji had already proved that he was no match for Jing Gao. She warned her old friend implicitly.

Huasheng didn't hide it from Guo Siyue and said, "I'll listen to Ren Zhi." His personal name and position are all empty. He still has this loyalty.

Guo Siyue nodded, said no more, picked up a cup of coffee, and squinted at the green forest, grass, and houses of the villa, as if enjoying the springtime.

...

...

A car ride from the Eastern suburbs of the One Villa area out, Guo Si Yue mood slightly depressed, the pretty face of the beautiful woman with loneliness and loneliness, raised her hand to look at the time, sent a WeChat to Jing Gao, commanded: "go to the Si Nan residence hotel." She and Inoue Gao were to meet here.

Only she arrived a little early.

When Jing Gao received Guo Siyue's WeChat, he just happened to take a car to drop Wang Hanjun at the entrance of Fudan University.

"Hanjun, tell your father. The financial policy from above may be tightened recently." Jing Gao said. This was the news he got when he visited Professor Wei. The market was currently too active with too much capital and too much hot money.

Many companies are taking loans at home and then taking them overseas to make acquisitions. This is "doing" with money from commercial banks.

Jing Gao would always send Wang Hanjun to the dormitory.

In fact, she lived in the dormitory less often. The girl just wanted to "announce" that she had a guy she liked.

If a girl is willing to accept your protection and to have you walk her home, what is it if not love?

Wang Hanjun's goose-egg face, her peach blossom eyes looking forward to flying, pretty and bright. Wearing a light pink skirt, she was like a peach blossom blooming in April. "I will, Brother Jing." And with a careless look, I asked, "Where is Cixi Yan?"

Inoue Gao just laughed, "Han-kun, you really don't like her, do you? She's gone to the capital. In two days, she will accompany her friend to Zhiben for vacation."

In fact, he knew very well that the "imaginary enemy" of Wang Hanjun's heart was Weiwei. Therefore, the most intimate action between him and Wang Hanjun was to hold hands. The rest he did not do. There's the limit!

Wang Hanjun proudly lifted his rounded chin, reserved, "I just asked her."

Jing Gao smiled without saying a word, "Hanjun, go ahead!" Witnessed Wang Hanjun enter the slightly old dormitory building of Fudan University.

...

...

When Jing Gao took the bus from Fudan University to the Sinan Mansion Hotel, the night was getting darker and darker, and a light rain was falling from the sky, adding to the miserable mood.

The place where he and Guo Siyue met was the same single-family house with the Republican style in Sinan Mansion a few days ago.

"Mr. Jing, this way please." The pretty waitress held an umbrella and led Jing Gao on foot all the way to House No. 12.

When Mr. Jing Gao entered, he saw the living room was dimly lit. Only one corner of the hall was lit by a desk lamp. The beautiful woman, Guo Si Yue, was sitting under the lamp reading a book in a relaxed and quiet manner.

She was wearing a blouse with a sharp front curve. The hem of the shirt was tied into a black dress, which made her look even more slender and curvaceous. Her hair was coiled up, and her face was fair. Although she is not the costume of the Republican period, this scene is full of poetry-like charm. It's a feeling that makes you want to paint it.

It was really beautiful.

When Guo Si Yue heard footsteps and saw Jing Gao arriving, she got up and welcomed him, lazily saying, "Let's go to the restaurant on the second floor for dinner."

Jing Gao followed her upstairs and smiled as the fragrance spread, "What, is Mr. Guo entertaining me today?"

The last time Guo Si Yue and Jing Gao talked, they were very frank and had a judgment about their respective personalities. Without pretense: "Where is there food? I'm hungry. But here's a nice bottle of wine. Do you want some?"

Wells couldn't help but laugh, "What's your pattern? I have a drink, you have a story?"

Guo Si Yue also laughed and said back, "That's not true. You're now in the driver's seat, and you're winning. I'm upset, so isn't it normal for me to pour you two glasses of wine? Or, do you have a story you can tell me?"

Jing Gao said jokingly, "Listen to you, you're really arrogant! He actually wanted to fill my wine."

His drinking capacity is normal human level, but looking at Guo Siyue's demeanor, he seems to be quite good at drinking. He knew that some women do have better drinking capacity than men.

He joked and went to the second floor restaurant, where Guo Siyue's assistant arranged for the waiters to serve the food. Soon, the exquisite dishes were served up. Eight dishes and one soup. The wine Guo Siyue brought with her was a ten-year old bottle of iron-capped Moutai. As soon as the lid was opened, the aroma of the wine wafted out.

Guo Siyue got up and poured wine for Jing Gao, and chatted while eating the food and drinking, "Mr. Jing, let me ask you a question: How did you convince Ren Jian to return to China?"

Ieng Gao ate the lamb with heavy ebony chopsticks and asked rhetorically, "You don't really think Ren Jian likes theoretical physics, do you? Have you been in contact with him?"

The restaurant is brightly lit, the rain is falling outside, and the night breeze is gentle.

Guo Si Yue had a beautiful face, and her white skin was like the first snow under the lamp. Her clear, spiritual, vicarious eyes looked at Jing Gao and said, "Do you think I can get in touch with him?".

"In my position, when I come into contact with Ren Jian, who knows what Ren He will think? Also, I have a very bad personal relationship with Zhang Ting. I touch her son, and guess what happens?"

The words are half ridicule, half groan. It made her image more vivid.

Jing Gao gave her a smile and said, "According to the traditional Chinese law of first-born son succession, Ren Jian is also considered a first-born son. His brother is living freely in China. Who would be willing to do that if he's holed up in that shithole in England doing his studies?"

The people who go out to study abroad only want money, but they can still play crazy if they want to. Freedom! However, in a foreign country, and in a John Bull "I am still the Sunken Empire" environment, one does not dare to make trouble!

Where's the domestic getaway?

Guo Si Yue was drinking from a glass without comment. In her mind, she recalled what Inoue Gao had said the other day.

"But I don't want to cheat you. This won't save the Galaxy Group."

Now what? It really can't be saved! Even if she could get $6 billion in cash by selling assets, she could pull Galaxy back from the brink of collapse. But what happens next? Immediately there is internal conflict.

What will happen to Galaxy in ten years? How high does the Phoenix Group stand?

Jing Gao watched Guo Si Yue drink and felt that she, the beautiful woman who was responsible for "saving the future", seemed to be a bit disheartened. He couldn't help but smile and give her more wine.

On a rainy night like this, it's very pleasant to drink and chat with such a beautiful woman, even if you can't pop her.