Counterattack by cannon fodder who reads minds! Eighty-year-old eat melon and become a group favorit

Song Yeming put down his hand and opened the car door.

Black straight trousers wrapped his strong legs, and his casual suit made him look casual and dangerous.

"Stinky girl, get in the car quickly, what are you talking about?"

Song Yeming put his hand on Jiang Yicha's hair and rubbed it twice, his eyes gentle.

"Don't touch my hair."

Jiang Yicha slapped Song Yeming's hand away, fixed his hair, and then got in the car.

When the young man saw this, his eyes flashed, and he walked up quickly and blocked the car door.

"Miss, please leave your contact information. If you have time, can we go to the scenic spots in Shanghai to take photos together?"

Jiang Yicha had already sat in the car, and before he could open his mouth, Song Yeming grabbed the young man with one hand and threw him away, his face looking very ugly.

"You are brave enough to dare to approach my little niece."

The young man was pushed away, and the camera in his hand flew out of the air and fell to the ground with a clatter.

He picked up the camera on the ground and frowned deeply, "Sir, isn't this what a gentleman does?"

Song Yeming sneered coldly, raised his hand, and a man in black stepped forward and threw out a wad of red banknotes.

"Ten thousand yuan, is that enough?"

The young man's eyes flashed, and after a few breaths, he pretended to be serious again, showing a noble and upright look, "I'm afraid you don't know this camera, sir. It was sold for 15,688. Now it has become a classic model, and the price has already It has risen to 26,000 yuan, and my husband’s money... I’m afraid it’s not enough.”

Song Yeming couldn't help laughing, his eyes were cold, "In recent years, I haven't met anyone who dares to disobey me. You are very good."

The young man sensed the threat in Song Yeming's words and felt guilty, "This is a society governed by law. If you dare to take action, I will call the police!"

Song Yeming glanced at the young man and was too lazy to continue to pester, "Ah Shan, it's taken care of."

The young man panicked for a moment and shouted to call the police, but he couldn't control his legs and stepped back. After a few seconds, he simply ran away.

Song Yeming got into the car and Jiang Yicha came over.

"Uncle, how did you know that I came to Shanghai?"

Song Yeming glanced at Jiang Yicha, "Jiang Chengmo sent people to follow you for two days."

Jiang Yicha: "..."

"How many days do you plan to play?"

"It's only three days. I'm going home in three days to go to a jewelry show with my mother. She said that the jewelry I designed is on the market and wants me to go and see the response." Jiang Yicha skillfully pulled the small refrigerator and pulled out The most commonly eaten snack, "Uncle, please take me to do some of the activities you rich people do."

"...What do you usually play?"

"Going to school, shopping, eating, amusement parks, and going back to the countryside are all gone." Jiang Yicha counted on his fingers, getting angrier as he counted, "My parents didn't even take me to banquets and annual meetings. The only time... My uncle’s promotion banquet!”

Song Yeming's eyes twitched, "You usually skip school, where do you usually go to play?"

The news he heard was not as sweet and boring as she described.

"I just go to the Internet cafe occasionally...play games, go to the bookstore, pick out a few books I like, or accompany Xingxing to the set. It's very boring."

Jiang Yicha's black eyes flickered and his mouth was depressed, looking very pitiful.

Song Yeming didn't quite believe it, but he didn't bother to delve into it, "I recently had a business trip to discuss on a cruise ship..."

"I can!"

"It's very dangerous. I don't plan to take you there."

"... Then you still say it!"

"I mean, I'm not in Shanghai these days. If you have anything to do, please ask Lu San to handle it."

Jiang Yicha stretched out his hand and took Song Yeming's arm, "Take me there, uncle~ show me a lot!"

"Don't your parents take you to travel abroad every year to gain experience?" Song Yeming brushed Jiang Yicha's hand away, "Hey, this cruise will go out on the high seas, which is very dangerous. If we can't reach an agreement, we will get hurt. I don't have much energy. Protect you." "I can protect myself." Jiang Yicha blinked for approval, "Have you forgotten that I can biubiubiu?"

"...Okay, Xingrui, please don't go. I heard from Jiang Chengmo that you like the entertainment industry. I arranged for Mr. Lu to accompany you to visit various major production crews and go out for meals and tea with your favorite stars. This is out of the ordinary. Don’t touch it.”

Song Yeming made arrangements and then looked at Haixing Rui.

Haixing Rui wanted to lie down. Although she was also curious about the cruise ship banquet, Song Yeming said it was dangerous. She was an ordinary person and didn't have the ability to save her life, so she might as well stay in Shanghai.

What’s more, it’s great to have dinner and tea with your favorite celebrities and actors, and to dig up some gossip!
"Okay." Haixingrui sat in a ladylike posture, smiled and nodded, already preparing exciting questions in her mind.

Nothing can attract her more than eating melons and coming to the rightful owner!
**
That evening, the dock.

Song Yeming held Jiang Yicha's shoulders, followed by ten armed bodyguards in a huge formation.

Jiang Yicha looked around and saw that the men and women not far away were all dressed up. She was the only one wearing a light shirt and denim shorts.

"Little uncle, don't you have money to buy me a dress?"

Song Yeming led Jiang Yicha forward, looking intently, "What do you know? This kind of dress is special. Those restless people don't dare to look down on you, nor do they dare to have evil thoughts about you. On the cruise ship, everyone wears clothes You ghost in human skin, a little girl like you is the easiest to be targeted. Come up in a moment and don’t leave my sight. If you dare to run around..."

At this time, Song Yeming turned his head and looked at Jiang Yicha, the threat in his eyes was obvious.

Jiang Yicha blinked obediently, "Okay, little uncle."

Because Song Yeming was a special guest and the boarding route was different from that of ordinary guests, he did not need to go through security check. At the entrance, a young man in a white tuxedo, blond and blue-eyed, spoke fluent Mandarin and guided them to the elevator on the eleventh floor.

"Wow~ This cruise ship is so big!" Jiang Yicha gently tugged on Song Yeming's clothes and looked out of the fully transparent elevator.

Outside the fully transparent elevator, you can see swimming pools, football fields, song and dance groups and other facilities.

It's like a small sea city.

Song Yeming was silent and straightened out his torn clothes, "Don't be surprised. If you like it, I will give you a boat for your birthday next year."

"Yeah, I like it very much!" Jiang Yicha looked at the blond man, "Excuse me, how much does this cruise ship cost?"

The blond man with blue eyes raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Yicha, politely and politely, "Miss, this cruise ship is the largest cruise ship in the world, costing 79.8 billion. It is not owned by my husband, but is leased."

Song Yeming coughed twice and turned to look at Jiang Yicha, "I can't afford it. I'll give you something else next year."

After Song Yeming finished speaking, he quickly looked sideways to avoid Jiang Yicha's gaze. He couldn't afford billions of things. It wasn't that he didn't have enough wealth, it was just that he didn't have enough liquid assets. He couldn't even afford half a boat.

"Oh, I asked Xie Yaozhou to send me off."

Song Yeming choked and gritted his molars, "Can he afford it? How many years has he been out there?"

"He can definitely afford it." Jiang Yicha said firmly, "If you don't believe me, just wait and see."

"...I mean, even if he can afford it, why should he give it to you?" Song Yeming looked Jiang Yicha up and down, "Is he mentally ill?"

Jiang Yicha:...

'Ding~'

"Mr. Song, Miss, we've arrived at the eleventh floor. Please follow me." The blond man with blue eyes guided him down the corridor to a door.

Opening the door reveals a spacious living room with a maritime style and a cool feel.

"Just one bedroom?"

Song Yeming looked at the room and was not satisfied.

"Mr. Song, this big bed room was specially arranged by my husband for you and this lady."

Song Yeming: "..."

Jiang Yicha: "..."

Gan!
Lame eyes!

How could she, a young and beautiful girl, fall in love with a man who is nearly forty years old?