Chapter 652: Those Who Keep Company with Bad People Are Bad.

For a person who believes in elitism, he is really worthy of praise for being able to think of this, especially at his age.

Liu Xiaoli herself knew what was going on and who influenced her.

When I was in the United States, I listened to him talk about "Ant Power God", read his Spring Festival travel story book, and the song "Stranger". If it didn't have an impact, then it would be a ghost.

But after hearing his words, Liu Xiaoli's face changed. If it weren't for the mask, Yang Lingyue would have seen a cold face. She felt that he was mocking her.

He snorted, turned around and left.

Yang Lingyue felt more baffled and couldn't help but said: "Liu Xiaoli, are you sick again?"

No one paid any attention to it.

Yang Lingyue frowned and shouted: "Slow down, you are wearing high heels."

Only then did Liu Xiaoli stop. She was afraid of the crow's mouth and turned around: "What do you mean by what you just said? Why can I think of workers returning home for the New Year? In your eyes, am I such a selfish and mean person? ?”

"Yes, you seem to be anxious, but you are not to me or to Sissi. So I am really happy that you can look down. I said, after we have been together for so long, what should I say? Really, what’s fake, you can’t tell?”

Liu Xiaoli really didn't know whether to be happy or angry when she said this.

"Let go, it hurts me."

Yang Lingyue waved his hand: "Go down, I've been busy all morning and I'm starving to death."

After reaching the third floor, Liu Xiaoli said: "Hey, you are such a thoughtful person. Who knows which of your words is true and which is false."

Yang Lingyue laughed and said: "Do I need to pay attention to you? Don't stare, it's already showing crow's feet. What I mean is that I won't hide my thoughts from you. What did you say you could do to help me last time? No matter where you are in the future, you can help me if you can let me rest for a while."

Liu Xiaoli was startled, that's right. He lay down and let out a long sigh of relief after what he said last time. Maybe he has always been selfish and mean, but the words that came to his lips were: "Go back, I asked Sister Zhang to make noodles. "

Yang Lingyue raised his eyebrows.

Liu Xiaoli explained: "I have an appointment with people from Goldman Sachs and Citigroup at home. They will come over just in time for you to take a nap."

Seeing the smile on Yang Lingyue's lips, Liu Xiaoli rolled her eyes: "What are you looking at? I'm flying to Shencheng tomorrow. I also want to rest, okay?"

After getting in the car, Yang Ling wanted to smell the agarwood and rest for a while, but he refused to let him.

"Turn your head over there and rest your bun on it."

Liu Xiaoli said, pulling out the pillow from behind and throwing it over.

Yang Lingyue lamented: "It is difficult to go from luxury to frugality."

Liu Xiaoli turned her head and said softly: "It's inconvenient."

Yang Lingyue trembled for a moment, and then said in horror: "I'm Ci'ao, don't scare me, I don't have anything..."

Liu Xiaoli's neck turned red and she choked: "It's too much."

Yang Lingyue opened his mouth and leaned against the car window. Feeling very uncomfortable, he picked up a pillow and put it up.

I thought to myself, no wonder I wanted to invite those people to my house. There is another reason. Well, I haven’t gone through menopause yet. When does menopause usually come, I can’t help but think of it...

Liu Xiaoli looked at this scene and burst into laughter. It was mainly because it was so funny. After a while, she said: "There's still half an hour to go. You lie down on your side with your feet facing me."

Yang Lingyue waved his hand: "Goodbye, let's go to bed after dinner, otherwise it will be uncomfortable to get up and down. Huh? Can you do this rehearsal? Oh, you are the choreographer, you don't have to dance."

After hearing what he was asking and answering, Liu Xiaoli pinched him decisively. It was so irritating. It will be gone tomorrow.

After a moment of silence, Liu Xiaoli said, "You said you wanted to withdraw shares. How would Musk react?"

Yang Lingyue laughed and said, "He said I was his lifelong friend."

"Then what?"

Yang Lingyue said happily: "I asked him to build a good car, write our names on the first one of the new model, and use his rocket to shoot me into space."

Liu Xiaoli curled her lips and said: "I'll be good if I get an advantage."

"What are you talking about? How about we save him from danger?"

"Huh? What did you just say?"

"As it should be, you are an investor on the surface, and I am..., look at you, why are you crying."

"Who is crying and squinting."

Yang Lingyue glanced at the roof of the car subconsciously. My car was leaking.

There was no words all the way as the car drove into the courtyard.

After the two got off the car and walked side by side towards the house, Liu Xiaoli said: "Don't write about me, things in space will fall too."

"After I die, don't worry about the flood."

"Don't make trouble, I will be the grandma after all. If possible, write the word "Luanyue".

"Okay, how about we wait until Lao Ma launches to Mars?"

Liu Xiaoli ignored it and just said: "Wash your hands and eat."

Tsk, arrogant little sister Xiaoli.

After the meal, Yang Lingyue went back to his bedroom on the first floor and slept peacefully.

When she woke up and went to the front hall, she saw Liu Xiaoli and four men in suits chatting about something. Seeing him coming over, several people stood up one after another, still a little surprised.

Yang Lingyue calmly stretched out his hand and said, "Sit down."

As soon as these two words came out, people from Goldman Sachs and Citigroup thoroughly verified that it was no wonder that such a high-quality aerospace technology company had to withdraw its shares.

Without waiting for a few people to exchange greetings, Yang Lingyue continued: "When I gave Musk money, he would pay as much as he said and the valuation would be as high as he wanted, so Ms. Liu's opinion is my opinion."

Liu Xiaoli smiled and poured him a cup of tea.

"Mr. Yang, I'm Fan Xiang from Goldman Sachs. I've tried to meet you several times but failed..."

Yang Lingyue waved his hand: "Sorry, let's get straight to the point. Didn't you two agree to pay half, 200 million US dollars each, and transfer it to my account after converting it into RMB? As for how you and Musk talk, you can go to him."

Several people were stunned. They had never seen such a thing. Are all young people who started from scratch so willful? Aren't they afraid that we will join forces to suppress them?

Liu Xiaoli said softly: "Mr. Fan, Mr. Liu, our Mr. Yang has always been straightforward. When investing, he decided to invest after eating a burrito, and the money was transferred the next day. If you want to cooperate with Donglai in the future, you should at least do your homework, right? Kerry is not a large company, but it also has some partners."

Fan Xiang smiled and said: "I am presumptuous. Goldman Sachs has no objection. If Mr. Liu has any objection, Goldman Sachs is very happy to take this part."

Mr. Liu of Citi was stunned. Damn, where is the consensus?

"Mr. Fan, you're right. We've brought the agreements."

He gestured to the assistant next to him.

So, the two agreements were placed on the coffee table at the same time.