The master of the reborn business girl

Chapter 38 Establishment
During the banquet, Song Yecai formally introduced Yunhua to Xu Zihang and the others.

"Sister Yun will help me with the gang affairs in the future. When I'm not around, Xu Zihang and Sister Yun will be in charge." Song Ye expected that he would travel all over the world in the future, and would not stay in one place for a long time. It is best to cultivate his confidants as soon as possible. important.

The two sides met each other and shook hands, but Xu Zihang hid his curiosity. After all, although Yunhua was brought by Song Ye, he didn't have any skills at all. Recently, he seemed to be blunt in handling internal affairs. He should have been a layman before. , I don’t know why he followed Song Ye to create a club.

Later, this question persisted until the training ground, and seeing Yunhua's ruthlessness and determination, he finally believed that Yunhua's blood was the same as Song Ye's.

"Now that Zhou Zheng is dead, those dozens of subordinates are also very efficient. We already have five dance halls and bars in our hands, and no one has risen to resist. The process is going smoothly." During the meal, Yunhua summarized the recent situation. Report to Song Ye.

Song Ye was eating, and he didn't respond to each other. He didn't see how happy he was, but Xu Zihang was very surprised. He tilted his head and asked Song Ye, who was expressive and angry, "Did you guess the result a long time ago? Although the ground tigers don't have many people, but the place is very big, there are snakes and dragons mixed in, and when Zhou Zheng died, no one resisted, no matter how you think about it, it's too easy." In fact, counting the guards on the site, the number of ground tigers is also close to a thousand He was dead, so Xu Zihang didn't dare to act rashly for three years, but he didn't expect Song Ye to get all the land in a few days.

"That's right, Song, no, boss, this is too amazing. It's unbelievable that a dozen or so of us swallowed the ground tiger." Wang Tiechuan changed his words, and asked from the side, wanting to learn from Song Ye.

Seeing that everyone was interested, Song Ye patiently explained to them, "They are afraid. Zhou Zheng had so many things in his hands but died all at once. Yuncheng is just a small city, and there are enough guys to walk sideways. The more secretive we are, the smoother things will be." That's why she didn't reveal the guy that day, let alone confiscating the site by her own people. When the overall situation is settled, she will go to the underground market. Then it will be more effective. .

After listening to these analysis, everyone couldn't help giving Song Ye a thumbs up.

"It takes brains to dare to fight and kill." Everyone was amazed, and they were convinced by Song Ye, the boss.

After eating, Song Ye took them to the abandoned residential areas in the suburbs, intending to use these dilapidated residential buildings as a temporary training ground.

At the moment when everyone felt that the environment was shabby, Song Ye opened the schoolbag with a swipe, and poured out a dozen of them with a crackle, which made everyone's eyeballs fall out.

"Where did this come from?" Wang Tiechuan swallowed, trying to avoid biting his own tongue.

Song Ye picked up a handful and handed it to him, saying nonchalantly, "I took it from Zhou Zheng's safe." She set the fire that day because she touched these things. She thought it was very important to Zhou Zheng, so she thought of turning the tiger away from the mountain, but Zhou Zheng died. He never thought that what he had worked so hard to protect would turn out to be an empty box.

Everyone expressed their admiration for her insidious approach, and picked up the weapons they had in hand. The teenagers were very excited when they saw the real thing for the first time. They were planning to practice their hands, but they didn't want Song Ye to turn around and pick them all up. Go sandbags.

The private house looked dilapidated, but inside it was full of holes. Sports equipment and field battlefields were all available. Song Ye took off his coat and wore a cool vest, with an irresistible majesty on his calm face, "As long as I fight, you will follow!" How long do you practice, if you fail to meet the standard in a month, you are not allowed to touch those things."

Although it was an order, the teenagers were full of motivation. After all, no matter how powerful Song Ye was, she was still just a slender girl who couldn't match her skill at hand. If she couldn't win with physical strength, it would really hurt her self-esteem.

With a bit of enthusiasm, more than a dozen people tried their best to hit the sandbags, listening to Song Ye's password while hitting, "Every time you hit, the angle of the sandbag must be at 45 degrees, adjust your breathing, pay attention to the rhythm of punching, control the strength of the muscles."

This seemingly empty-handed order was not adopted by the teenagers at first, but after an hour of brute force, they were all exhausted, and they were all sweating profusely watching Song Ye punch and lift his legs in an orderly manner. Frustrated and helpless.

In the end, Song Ye was also exhausted for two hours. After all, the body of a 15-year-old who had not experienced strong training was also too much to bear.

But maybe it was due to the strengthening of the supernatural power, but the next morning, her body did not show any signs of fatigue. She got up to go to school as light as a swallow, and saw a group of zombie-like subordinates at the school gate.

Muscle soreness and limb stiffness after exercise are common sequelae. Even lively teenagers of fifteen or sixteen years old cannot withstand high-load training, and all of them look pale.

Song Ye, who was partial to the school, didn't think it was enough. When he passed by the basketball court, he saw that the weather was good, and immediately announced, "After school, let's have a friendly match. The winning group will have half an hour less training today."

Between the pain and reduced training, the teenagers competed desperately on the court, which immediately attracted countless girls and boys to wait and see and shout, and the loudest voice was Xu Zihang, the campus prince.

"Come on, Young Master Xu, come on, Young Master Xu!"

"Xu Shao Xu Shao, you are the best!"

……

Amidst the warm cheers, Xu Zihang's face became more and more livid. Whoever gave him a good name, his body was almost falling apart, and he had to make a good shape.

Soon, among a group of teenagers with old arms and legs, someone spotted an exceptionally flexible figure.

Under the sun, her slender body was wrapped in a large sweatshirt, and her slightly short figure was as agile as a snake. When she raised her hands and feet, the huge basketball was like a toy in her palm, the most attractive What people pay attention to is still the fair and delicate face. After being stained with thin sweat, it is as beautiful as a prince walking out of a cartoon under the light.

The girls on the side of the court were once again in a state of boiling.

"Ah, what class is this from? He looks so handsome!"

"I didn't expect that besides Xu Shao, there is such a handsome guy in our school, who is more beautiful than girls."

……

Although Song Ye became famous in one fell swoop after entering the first class, there were very few people on campus who could associate her face with her name. After all, such an indisputable appearance was originally intended to confuse the public.

But there are so many people in the school, there are always one or two who know Song Ye, such as Wang Han who came here after hearing the news, bringing mineral water and towels to offer courtesies to Xu Zihang.

(End of this chapter)