"Have you met an andrologist recently?" Song Ci looked at the small advertisement and said, "This is a liar. I will introduce you to a powerful doctor who specializes in treating these."

Song Ci may not know all kinds of people, but he can definitely find them.

This doctor is relatively reliable in the wealthy circles. After all, most of the rich young people live a life of three or two, so they must have a doctor.

Over time, even though Song Ci didn't play poker, he knew everyone's name.

"Really?" Fat Brother's eyes lit up.

Nodding, Song Ci agreed: "Anyway, I heard from my friends that the effect is very good."

Song Ci didn't know the specific situation, and he didn't go to see a doctor. He just said it was very powerful. Famous people usually have two brushes.

There is no shortage of patients for all the good doctors out there.

"Dad, push it to me!" Fat Brother shouted.

Song Ci: "."

Is this necessary? Is it really a matter of life and death?

Holding the mobile phone, Song Ci pushed WeChat to him, and the fat brother happily went to contact him.

Brother Ming next to him quietly pulled the corner of Song Ci's clothes, and then pointed at the screen of his phone. Song Ci looked at the big words on the red envelope and was speechless.

I also want.

Then Brother Wang, who was staring at the computer, sent a message: Xiao Song, please give me a push here.

The third brother had the best concentration. When Song Ci went to the toilet, he followed him quietly, then came back with a smile and continued to work.

Song Ci simply gave the boss a business card to prevent him from asking for it later. Mr. Yuan was quite generous and said that if it worked, he would be free of rent for a quarter.

Fat Brother felt sorry and threw his car keys to Song Ci. He knew that Song Ci was going to a concert today and was planning to get off work, so he made a personal favor in advance.

At noon, Song Ci drove to the vicinity of the Tang poetry stall.

When she walked in, Tang Shi was still immersed in studying. She looked at the photo in her hand and looked at the series of numbers on her forehead. Song Ci couldn't laugh or cry.

100 million, how much do you look down on people? You should look down on his father.

Tang Shi quietly covered the photo with a notebook, and then smiled sheepishly at him: "You're here so early?"

The work was shared by his colleagues, so Song Ci left early. Everyone was particularly enthusiastic today and asked him to come early to accompany his girlfriend.

If you don't have any work to do, you might as well come to Tang Shi's place. Looking at her is not boring.

"I came here first if I have nothing to do." Song Ci peeled the orange and handed it to her: "Why do you study so seriously?"

Tang Shi handed him another notebook and looked at it. It was densely packed with knowledge about Internet marketing and operations. Seven or eight pages had been written.

After watching for a while, Song Ci smiled and asked her, "Is there something you don't understand?"

Tang Shi nodded.

They are all self-study. I really don’t understand many things. I just ponder them little by little. If I don’t understand, I will continue to look for information to compare.

The process was tiring, and she had no teacher, so she had to learn this way.

"I'll teach you, I know all these things." Song Ci sat next to him: "Can you take advantage of others' danger?"

Tang poetry: "."

What does it mean to take advantage of others' danger and you still need some reward?

Seeing him pointing at his face, Tang Shi knew what he meant. It was shameless and there were unspoken rules.

Blushing slightly, Tang Shi agreed.

It is true that Song Ci, who knew this knowledge, learned it from others. Every winter and summer vacation, he was thrown into various positions in the company to learn new things.

He has been like this since high school until the end of college. Counting bits and pieces, he also has several years of work experience.

He has also worked in an operations position and is no stranger to these things. In fact, in business, it is normal for things from many years ago to still be used today.

"I'll teach you the most basic things." Song Ci held a pen and taught her bit by bit.

She studied Tang poetry very seriously, just like a good student. Song Ci was easy to understand, so it was not difficult for her to learn it at all, and she absorbed it faster.

Compared with those vague teachings, Song Ci could always make her listen to the simplest words and understand the entire operation method. Time passed like this little by little, and Tang Shi felt that she had a lot of new knowledge in her mind.

"I'll give you my camera and notebook later. You can learn to make pictures and take photos by yourself. If you encounter something you don't know, just tell me." Song Ci looked at her.

Tang Shi nodded, and then quietly gave him a kiss. What was different from usual was that this time, she actually felt a sense of willingness and admiration.

Song Ci probably didn't know that he acted like these were simple knowledge, which made Tang Shi, who lacked business knowledge, admire him very much.

The feeling that my boyfriend is so awesome arises spontaneously.

"Why do you know everything?" Tang Shi said with some emotion: "You are too good."

Song Ci laughed. This feeling of being worshiped by someone was simply wonderful, and it felt a little elated.

She might not have the patience to teach other people, but when Song Ci taught her, he was very patient and explained in detail.

"I don't know how to give birth, so I have to rely on you." Song Ci teased her.

I thought she would be shy, but unexpectedly she nodded.

He replied very seriously: "Leave this to me."

Song Ci didn't know what to say, and seeing that the time was almost there, Song Ci took her to go to the concert. He went there at this time, had something to eat, parked the car, and entered the venue. It was almost the same time.

I was driving Fat Brother’s car, and the ticket was kindly sponsored by Momo. Only the ticket belonged to me.

Looking at the steering wheel, Tang Shi silently watched his operation, and found that the gears were different, and the handbrake was different. Looking at Song Ci's feet, Tang Shi asked him: "There is no clutch?"

She took the test for a manual transmission driver's license, while Song Ci drove an automatic transmission car.

After laughing a few times, Song Ci asked her if she could recognize all the buttons. She could only recognize some of them, and she couldn't understand many things.

"This is an automatic transmission car. It has no clutch, which is more fuel-efficient and more convenient. Nowadays, everyone is learning manual transmission and driving automatic transmission." Song Ci explained to her.

Sometimes Tang poetry looks like it doesn't understand anything, which is particularly cute and interesting to watch.

Girls can be silly and lovable sometimes, but boys can't do that because they will be called Shabi.

"I haven't seen much of the world, if it weren't for you!" Tang Shi looked at his flat hand and put her hand on his: "Maybe I would have gone back this year."

This kind of dangerous driving is not recommended. Song Ci can drive a Ferrari with one hand.

Tang Shi's original plan was to go back to the county town to find a job, or open a small shop, go home to see her grandma, and find a suitable person to get married as soon as possible.

After struggling for so many years, there was no improvement. She always felt that she had no talent and could not do anything big.

It was just fate that Song Ci appeared in her life again.

This is fate, she likes to joke, and the appearance of Song Ci made her overturn all her plans.

"I just like how you look like you have never seen the world." Song Ci replied with a smile: "This way I can take you to see the scenery you haven't seen before."

Such love words still make her blush and feel her heart beat faster.

If he wasn't driving, Song Ci would have wanted to flirt with her for a while before setting off. Her small appearance always made people like her so much.

"I seem to have never heard you call me." Song Ci looked back at him: "Am I remembering correctly?"

Tang poetry:??

Is that so? She was confused by the question.

"What's it called?"

"Can I customize it?" Song Ci smiled mischievously.

Immediately shaking his head, Tang Shi thought for a while, he couldn't call the child by his name. He was indeed in love, and he couldn't call the child daddy. He wasn't married yet, so could he still call him baby?

I'm sorry!

"The boss?"

Song Ci:?

It was his turn to be confused. This was the first time in his life that he heard such a simple and unpretentious name from his partner.

It seems that this is how grandma calls grandpa, occasionally.

"Can you change it to another one? This is a bit unfamiliar!" Song Ci said.

This kind of title makes people feel like they have gone back to decades ago. The first thing that comes to mind is that they are wearing a headscarf and holding a hoe to go to the ground.

Tang Shi shook her head. She could not have imagined that she was not a fashionable girl in the first place and had no thoughts of Honey, dear.

Song Ci is her boyfriend, that's her concept.

"Boyfriend?" Tang Shi asked him.

"Is it so official?" Song Ci touched his nose. He used to call him Mr. Song, but now he calls him boyfriend?

This woman's brain circuit is completely different from that of ordinary women.

Seeing that she really didn't know what to say, Song Ci reminded her: "How about calling me husband?"

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