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"Miss Yun, can you understand what I mean?" Uncle Ma no longer analyzes deeply.

Yun thinks about it. Now people's hearts have gradually lost their original simplicity, and the crisis of trust between people is getting more and more serious.

Uncle Ma has no way to solve this matter, nor does he have to ask Yun to think about him, but he has hinted that Yun thinks that he is under the pressure of "internal and external troubles".

He does not want Yun to think about sharing his pressure. He just hopes that more people believe in justice, and that more people who serve can be questioned a little less, and firm their original intention of serving.

Yun Xiang thinks it is an opportunity, this matter is like the opportunity that God has arranged to be delivered to him.

Because Yun Xianxiang is a well-known entertainer, she does not have any experience in buying horses. Even she has a very high reputation and a strong cohesive force. She is also a person who likes to be a charity.

Her credibility is very high.

"I understand what you said." Yun thought about it and sighed. "Can I think about it for a while?"

"Of course." Uncle Ma looked at the clock hanging in the room. "An hour before the end of this game."

After finishing talking, Uncle Ma did not stay to disturb her. There should be many things to deal with. He left Yun Xiangqin quietly in the room.

When Uncle Ma left, Yun thought about immediately taking out the phone and calling Song Mian.

"What's wrong with your girlfriend? Didn't you say you wouldn't accompany me on the phone and video tonight?" Song Mian answered with a soft tone of concern.

Since Yun wanted to watch the Marseilles at night, it ended at about eleven, so he sent a message to Song Mian early to let him rest early.

"Mr. Song, your girlfriend did something very sensational again." Yun thinks about standing up and walking slowly towards the window.

"My girlfriend often makes a sensation in the country, and I'm used to it." Song Mian's voice was mixed with a smile.

Sometimes he also thinks that he and Yun are quite interesting to think about. He was born a concealer. Before he met Yun think about it, he said Song Mian to the billions of people in China, and he knew a few hundred. .

There should be more people who know him now. After all, he showed his face in Qing and established personal information on the Internet.

Yun thinks just the opposite of him, not mentioning the craze she made in every movie.

From her examination to the selection of the Star of Peace to Mo Cui, which one did not bombard her name into the ears of people at home and abroad?

There is one more thing, Song Mian also feels not surprising. She seems to be destined to be full of light, the moon that the stars hold the moon.

From a shallow arc, a little bit full, a little bright.

After saturation, it will be reduced, but it will be full moon again. It is a little far away from the last time, and it should be her mid-month time.

"People are so distressed, you still have the mood to laugh and laugh." Yun thinks of playing against Song Mian, and being cute is just natural.

"Good, it's my fault." Song Mian coughed slightly and regained his solemn tone. "Say, girlfriend, what a big thing, no matter how big your boyfriend is, your boyfriend will stand up for you." ."

Yun thinks of leaning against the wall by the window, fingers gently pulling the layer of soft tulle on the curtain: "I bought 3T, then..."

All things, the cause and effect cloud thought originally told Song Mian.

"What should you do, in fact, you already have a count?" Song Mian asked back after listening.

"I have a number, it is the fact, I admit it does not matter, and although it has to be bombed again, but the benefits are also very large, at least Xiangjiang here will find people who work with me to line up for this reason, President Ma also wants I owe me a favor, and I will ask him for help in the future, just a word."

All the benefits, Yun thinks clearly in his heart: "But I can't ignore the essence for these benefits, so I have to ask you if it's worth my help."

Let Yun think about what was the point of exposure. Although she didn’t want or wanted to be labeled as “Koi”, it would be detrimental to her because of superstition, but these are trivial and can be avoided. .

I think it should be unavoidable now. Uncle Ma mentioned the essence of the horse club. He wants to use her popularity to operate.

Yun thinks that although she is not a spokesperson, she does not use a skeptical heart to suspect others' good and evil.

But as Uncle Ma said, this is such a huge amount of money that Chaohuiyun thinks about it. Of course, she will only contribute to her honesty and popularity when she has the ability to determine whether it is really so beneficial to society.

She didn't want to become a shield for others to make dirty trades in private.

She is not very positive, purely for her own reputation considerations.

Song Mian was silent for a while before thinking to Yun: "Think about it, you must know that any large organization cannot be as clear as a spring without any impurities, including the Song family where there are dirt, The large house is cleaned every day, but it will still be dusty. Some things exist, if the benefits are far greater than the disadvantages, then its existence is worth affirming."

"When the water is clear, there is no fish. I understand this truth." Yun Xiang showed a relaxed smile. "I understand what you mean."

"To do what you want, Uncle Ma, like you, is a person who is willing to make a sincere contribution to society." Song Mian encouraged Yun to think about it, "You have to remember me, no matter what you want to do, you Can be without scruples, I will always stand behind you."

"Ok."

There is a warmth called happiness, because of Song Mian's existence, haunting her atrium.

Let her no longer be lonely, no more afraid, no more wandering.

She hung up the phone and looked up to the moon outside the window.

The lips and lips couldn't help but rose, Song Mian always said that she was extremely bright, but he didn't know that he was the only light that could shine into her heart.

After looking at the time, only fifteen minutes passed. She immediately called He Wei and told him about it, hoping that he would be mentally prepared.

"My little ancestor, can you not be so shocking every time?" He Wei was arranging tomorrow's business, drinking coffee. Hearing Yun Xiang thought, he spewed out without a figure, and quickly wiped with a tissue. Dirty desk and computer screen.

"Brother, you know, I don't want to." Yun thinks as much as innocent.

At the end, I said with pretentiousness: "I will let God don't spoil me, don't spoil me, but God, he just doesn't listen, but he wants to spoil me alone..."

He Wei: ...

Who is this dramatist? Please pull away as soon as possible. The degree of debt is really making him want to hit someone!