"Hi, Dasha. I'll come to see you!" As soon as Dasha walked out of the woods next to her, a voice sounded from the front.

Dasha looked up and put the mushrooms she had just picked in her hand on a stool to greet her. It turned out that her best friend Angela was here.

Angela is a very beautiful Slavic girl. All the essence of this nation is basically concentrated on her. The only regret is that she is small in size, but the place where she should be plump is absolutely plump.

The two girls hugged each other enthusiastically, and it seemed that they hadn't seen each other for several years. In fact, they were having a party last week.

Yang Geyong is chopping wood, which is what every Russian man has to do before winter. This country has rich wood resources and firewood is used to keep warm in winter. Therefore, every family will reserve a lot of logs cut into segments, and just split them into a few petals by the male owner.

Watching Yang Geyong chopping firewood is a kind of enjoyment. Every time the axe goes down, the log will crack in response to the sound, even the log section with the tree knot is no exception. It seems that the one who is swinging is not an axe, but a knife that cuts iron like mud.

"You man is so powerful! You are also very powerful at night, right?" Angela looked at Yang Geyong, who was shirtless, with enviousness. The muscles on her body trembled as the axe rose and fell, full of beauty.

Dasha hit her: "You little girl, you are starting to miss you too? Are there so many men chasing you? Choose a relationship."

Angela shook her head: "I used to think that men in our country are the best! But since I met your Yang, I found that I like Chinese men. They are not only capable, but also very considerate. When you return to China with him, will you take me to see it?"

Angela's eyes never left Yang Geyong, and every move of that man was full of beauty.

Dasha twisted her face: "That's my man, you don't have to worry about it. At worst, I'll turn around and ask him to find one for you."

Angela nodded happily: "Keep your word! Otherwise I won't let him go." After saying this, the two of them giggled and jokingly.

Their laughter alarmed Yang Geyong. He looked up and found that it was Angela, so he came over and hugged her.

Angela mischievously pressed the muscles on his chest a few times: "Yang, you are so awesome, can you hold me tightly?"

Yang Geyong was a little embarrassed. This little girl was getting hotter and hotter. He often couldn't stand it, but he didn't dare to get away with it. This little girl's father is an official with a high ranking in the Ministry of Commerce and has to rely on others for many things.

"Yang, Dasha promised me to help me find a Chinese man as good as you. If you can't find him, you will compensate me for you. You have to work hard!"

Angela twisted in Yang Geyong's arms with a smile a few times, her eyes full of provocation.

Yang Geyong immediately let go of this fairy. In a blink of an eye, Angela is 21 years old and looks more and more charming. If this continues, he can't control it anymore. The key is that Dasha and Angela are good friends. If he really does something happen to Angela, he can't afford the possible consequences.

Russian girls are passionate and loyal to love. But if you dare to cheat, no one knows what they can do. Yang Geyong dares not play with fire.

After all, the company here is supported by Dasha. He is not sure whether he loves Dasha or not, but it is true that he cannot do without it. He is not wood. How could he be indifferent to him in recent years?

But he really didn't want to marry Dasha. Marriage was a curse for him, and he really didn't want to touch it anymore.

What he can do now is to let Dasha earn as much money as possible. Even if the situation changes in the future, he cannot come to Russia, and Dasha can still rely on this money to live a good life with her mother.

The phone rang in the room, Dasha ran into the room and answered the phone, and said a few words, then shouted to Yang Geyong: "Dear, Ye Yuze's phone call, come and answer it."

Dasha is already very familiar with Ye Yuze and knows the relationship between the two. Therefore, every time she receives Ye Yuze's call, she is very enthusiastic.

"Who is Ye Yuze? What is its relationship with Yang?" Angela saw that the two of them attached so much importance to Ye Yuze, so she was naturally very curious and couldn't help but ask.

Dasha thought for a while, and seemed to think of another suitable word to describe the relationship between two men. After thinking for a while, she finally held her hands together: "They are partners and brothers."

Angela opened her mouth and said, "You mean Yang's business has partners?"

Dasha nodded: "To be precise, Ye Yuze has the final say in Yang's business, and Ye Yuze seems to have business in many countries."

Angela was silent. She didn't know how much Yang Geyong's worth, but Dasha's value was so envious. She worked in a bank, and Yang Geyong's company accounts were all transferred from her bank. Naturally, no one knew the company's assets better than her, and the monthly turnover was astronomical.

Dasha's personal deposit is already calculated in units of billions. Even if the ruble is depreciated at present, it is a unit of billions, which is an existence that her little employee cannot reach.

Yang Geyong walked out of the house and shouted at Dasha: "Dasha, clean up a house, Ye Yuze is going to come and live for a while. He likes to be clean, so the layout of the house should be better?"

Dasha agreed and took Angela to clean up the house next to them. The house was newly built and there was no one living there. The house was filled with wood. Such a house needs to be lit on the stove and dried the moisture inside the house, so it would be comfortable to live there.

The two of them lit the stove and drove to the city. There was no shortage of daily necessities here. Just to buy this, the two women wanted to buy some decorations with Russian style and arrange them in the house, which would be more romantic.

The two women walked around the city for a long time, pulled half a carpet of Russian-style jewelry back. With the carpet and tapestries, the whole house was as beautiful as a fairy tale world.

Yang Geyong grinned, are you so sure this is decorating a house for a man? It looks like decorating a boudoir for his daughter. Will he live when Ye Yuze comes?

But he has no say in this, so let them do it. Women should not pour cold water on them when they are excited, otherwise they will fight with you. At worst, he can just accompany Ye Yuze to a hotel to stay.

The reason why Ye Yuze came to Moscow was actually not at ease with the situation here. In addition, this is the raw material base of the development zone, so he hasn't been there once, so he feels a little embarrassed.
Chapter completed!