Lose From Poor God to Richest Man

When Wen Wan'er invited herself to go to her house, Kun Yuxin's eyes rolled, and she immediately bent into two rounds of beautiful crescents, "Will it be too bothersome?"

"No. Although my family is in a mountain village, because of this, the area of ​​the house is quite large, and there is no problem living with one or two more people."

"Really! Then I will trouble you."

"No trouble."

"I'll call Zhen Qiong again! Anyway, he also lives here."

"Ah? How to bother Mr. Zhen..." Wen Wan'er was slightly surprised, a little nervous and a little expectant.

But she still subconsciously wanted to refuse, for fear that it would disturb Mr. Zhen's rest.

But Kun Yuxin's speed is not slow, she directly used the system, and the moment she took out her mobile phone, she had already dialed Zhen Qiong's number.

After the phone rang twice, Zhen Qiong's still somewhat confused voice came, "Yu Xin, what's the matter?"

"What? Haven't woken up yet?"

"You don't have to go to work, don't you let people sleep in?" Zhen Qiong turned over, quite a posture of going back to sleep after hanging up the call.

"Do you have any arrangements for the Spring Festival?"

"I wanted to travel, but suddenly I didn't have much interest. Just stay at home!" Zhen Qiong really wanted to go abroad to see how the landscape of the Blue Star is different from that of the earth.

But when he thought of the last time he went abroad, he turned back to Linglun 512 and stabbed himself several times. Zhen Qiong dispelled the idea.

Otherwise, with his "European Emperor" physique, if he goes to Europe and then abducts a few Europeans, the opponent will be stabbed back, wouldn't he have to cleave and slash with a crit?

Do you still want his back? Do you want to complete the trial of the Son of God?

"Oh! If you don't have any arrangements, let's go to Wan'er's house with me! It's also a tourism." Kun Yuxin said.

"Um...convenient?" Zhen Qiong asked after a moment of silence.

For the Chinese New Year, he ran to his subordinate's house, which seemed a little inappropriate, but with Kun Yuxin accompanied, the nature was a bit different.

Instead of staying at home and getting moldy, it would be nice to see the scenery of Wen Wan'er's hometown.

"Convenient! I asked her before, and she said that her family is quite big, and there is no problem living with one or two more people." Kun Yuxin said with a smile.

"Okay. Let's go together!"

"Yeah. Get up quickly, buy a welcome gift, and drive over to pick us up."

"OK."

Hanging up the call, Kun Yuxin smiled and said, "I'm going to pack my things, and Zhen Qiong will drive to pick us up later."

"Oh... good." Wen Wan'er felt a little complicated.

The conversation between Kun Yuxin and Mr. Zhen is just like a friend, and she is still a close friend. Even if it is she, she dare not say the request to ask Mr. Zhen to pick him up by car.

But Kun Yuxin said it, and she said it very frankly, as if if Mr. Zhen dared not to agree, she would kill Mr. Zhen at home and beat Mr. Zhen.

In fact, what Wen Wan'er didn't know was that if Zhen Qiong refused the invitation, Kun Yuxin might actually go to pick up Zhen Qiong in person.

Anyway, everyone is a son of God, so it's normal to learn from each other.

However, Wen Wan'er had flicked on the side before and learned that the relationship between Kun Yuxin and Mr. Zhen is more like brothers, good buddies, so in a sense, she still has a chance.

"Oh! What am I thinking?" Wen Wan'er scolded herself secretly, feeling her cheeks slightly hot.

Zhen Qiong changed his clothes and brought his luggage. First, he drove to the mall and bought some good tobacco, alcohol, tea, and some other gifts.

He didn't know what Wen Wan'er's family liked, so he simply picked expensive ones, even though these were all system reimbursements, there was no way to consume trial funds.

But after all, it will be annoying for a few days, so the meeting ceremony should not be stingy, otherwise it will not only lose face, but also embarrass Wen Wan'er.

In other words, he is also his own caring assistant, and she still needs to help Wen Waner in the trial. Zhen Qiong doesn't want to lose his powerful help.

When Zhen Qiong drove the car and came to the agreed place, Wen Wan'er and Kun Yuxin were waiting by the roadside.

Now it's just Qiongshen starting a long holiday, many companies still have to go to work, and because of make-up shifts, even on Saturdays and Sundays, there are still hard-working office workers on the go.

Wen Waner's temperament, looks and figure are very outstanding, not to mention Kun Yuxin on the side. Many people can't help but look at them when passing by, and some can't even walk.

But whenever someone wants to come forward to strike up a conversation, they always have a feeling of being stared at by a wild beast. Not only does their limbs become weak, but they also become uncomfortable talking.

That is Kun Yuxin, in order to avoid trouble, directly let the system open the field, referred to as "Don't enter in the stranger", otherwise, there are too many mad bees and butterflies, and Kun Yuxin is afraid that she will not help but beat people.

After the car stopped, Zhen Qiong got out of the car and said, "Sorry, there is a traffic jam on the road."

"It's okay, Mr. Zhen, we have just arrived soon." Wen Wan'er said.

"Will you not fly over?" There were no outsiders around, and Kun Yuxin spoke more casually.

After Bai took a look at Kun Yuxin, Zhen Qiong took Wen Wan'er's suitcase and said, "I'll put the suitcase in the trunk."

"President Zhen, I can do it myself."

If it is a weak woman, it is really difficult to carry the heavy suitcase into the trunk.

But Wen Wan'er was not a weak woman. She waved a stone lock weighing three to fifty catties, not to mention the suitcase.

But how could Zhen Qiong, a self-proclaimed gentleman, let a lady do this kind of physical work?

So he opened his mouth and said, "I'm not at work now, what's the embarrassment, and it's just a suitcase. With a little effort, you all stay in the car!"

"Okay... Mr. Zhen, thank you." This is indeed a trivial thing not worthy of hypocrisy, so Wen Wan'er also let go of her hand decisively.

"Why don't you help me carry my luggage?" Kun Yuxin asked with a smile on the side.

Taking a look at Kun Yuxin's backpack, Zhen Qiong shrugged and said, "Do you want me to carry your own things?"

"Huh! Eccentric." Kun Yuxin snorted, opened the door and walked to the back seat.

In fact, Wen Wan'er admired Kun Yuxin very much. She didn't need to bring too many things, at least cosmetics. She hadn't seen Kun Yuxin used it.

But Kun Yuxin's skin was still tender and fair, and it could be broken by blowing a bomb. Even she couldn't do this.

When Zhen Qiong put his luggage and came to the car, she found Wen Wan'er sitting in the driver's seat.

"President Zhen, my hometown is in a mountain village, and the navigation may not be possible. Let me drive!" Wen Wan'er said with a smile.

"Not far?" Zhen Qiong asked.

"Not far. You can drive for about four hours after leaving Phoenix. It's not the peak time yet, so don't worry about getting stuck on the highway."

"Okay. Say if you're tired, let's change it."

"OK."

After saying this, Zhen Qiong came to the co-pilot and sat down so that he could chat with Wen Wan'er to relieve his boredom. After all, driving is quite boring.