"That's not," Song Yun said with a embarrassed laugh.

"You, you just have the heart but not the courage. It's time to go back to bed." Qingluan issued the order to expel guests. Song Yun was embarrassed to stay there without any shame. He got up and covered the quilt with the other party and went out.

The next morning, Song Yun got up early in the morning to exercise. As soon as he went downstairs, he found that Ye Qingsi had already started preparing breakfast in the kitchen. After going up, he ate two bites and was beaten out by his mother.

Originally, Song Yun wanted to have a good rest today, but there were still many things at the end of the New Year, not only serious companies, but also a lot of things in the injustice Shura League, because the Shura League has now begun to slowly move closer to institutionalization, and the various rules and regulations of Shura League are gradually becoming deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. During the New Year, in order to sympathize with the people, the upper class of Shura League actually learned from other people's serious companies and sent year-end bonuses.

The year-end bonus this time has to be spent over 100 million yuan, but for the largest organization in southern Jiangsu like Shura League, hundreds of millions of yuan is actually affordable, and the 100 million yuan is actually not much, and the number of people who are actually divided into each person is actually not much. A few upper-level people are divided into millions, which is 30 to 40 million yuan. The people below are worth thousands or tens of thousands of yuan per person, and the 100 million yuan is over.

When Song Yun went there, he happened to meet a queue for red envelopes. Just imagine that a large number of strong men with tattoos lined up like ordinary people. Everyone had a happy smile on their faces. They chatted with people next to them from time to time, and no one went to the line or scolded them. Everything had to be as harmonious as possible. Even if Song Yun saw this scene, he felt very strange.

The most shocking thing about the year-end bonus this time is the RMB behind everyone, which looks like a hill!

The money was taken out by Shura League for a week from various banks. It was 100 million yuan. If it was just a virtual number, it would be eight zeros. But if it was really taken out, it would almost be able to load a car!

Withdrawing all the money and distributing it is Song Yun's idea. This not only makes people look more shocking, but also more imposing. When they say it out in the future, the year-end bonus of my Shura League is the same as a mountain. How shameful is this?

Song Yun's arrival set off a small climax for the distribution of the year-end bonus. At the request of everyone, Song Yun personally gave the year-end bonus for those elites who performed well. The year-end bonuses of these elites were above six figures, and some even reached seven figures, which was similar to the year-end bonuses of a number of management.

Song Yun sent the money from the headquarters until after five o'clock in the afternoon. Finally, he sent the money almost all, and finally he sent the money almost all. Then Song Yun received a call from Lin Yu.

"Song Yun, are you... going to come to my house?" Lin Yu's voice was a little timid, as if she was worried that calling Song Yun would annoy Song Yun.

"This... OK." Song Yun felt that he had troubled the live broadcast of Wang Hu's death last time, and he had to give the other party a face this time.

He drove to the community where Lin Yu's family was. Lin Yu had already been waiting for Song Yun downstairs. When he saw Song Yun coming, Lin Yu, wearing a home costume, was immediately delighted.

"Thank you." Lin Yu crossed his hands in front of him, as if he was a young wife who had been waiting for her husband's return.

"Haha, I should thank you." Song Yun said with a smile, "I'm worried that I have no place to eat."

"Yeah, I've done it almost all!" Lin Yu said, taking Song Yun upstairs.

After entering Lin Yu's house, Lin Yu said, "You can sit by yourself first, I still have a soup that won't be cured."

"Yeah, that's right." Song Yun sat on the sofa and turned on the TV casually.

It happened that the TV actually showed a report about WZ.

However, this report was processed. The cause of Wang Baiyi's death was attributed to the revenge of the martial arts world. Then the whole country still wanted Song Dabao, and then the issue of Wang Baiyi's property ownership was about. However, in this news, Song Yun saw a little trick. The chaos in the previous few days seemed to slowly ease. The news was more speculation about Wang Baiyi's heirs.

Song Yun was not very interested in these things. No heir came up with him had anything to do with him. Song Yun probably would be the Zhou family who would inherit Wang Baiyi's property, but this was just Song Yun's estimate.

After reading the news for a while, Lin Yu's voice came out of the restaurant.

"Song Yun, you can have a meal."

Song Yun stood up with a smile, walked into the restaurant, and said, "It smells so good."

"Just do it." Lin Yu took off the apron and hung it aside, pulled open the chair and said, "Sit down."

After sitting down, Song Yun picked up the chopsticks and put the dishes in his mouth. After chewing them for a few times, he said, "Oh, I didn't expect that your cooking was so delicious."

"Hehe, I like to study something to eat." Lin Yu said shyly, "Just be your eating habit."

"Haha, you really have to go to the hall and the kitchen. You can find a good family in the future." Song Yun sighed.

"Oh." Lin Yu sighed, "No one wants me."

"Oh? Why no one wants you? You have inner beauty and external beauty. You have good work and high salary and good food. Which man would want you?" Song Yun asked.

"Who knows whether he cares about inner beauty or outer beauty? He goes up to the hall and down to the kitchen. Do he like the previous one or the next one, or even the one he didn't say?" Lin Yu said with emotion.

"The one who didn't say it? Which one?" Song Yun raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Get out of bed." Lin Yu suddenly smiled charmingly.

"Haha, I went to the hall, got down the kitchen, got out of the bed? I haven't heard of this before." Song Yun smiled, "Your thoughts are indeed much broader than me, a rough man!"

"Are you laughing at me?" Lin Yu looked at Song Yun with a angrily, then sighed again, and said, "The New Year is coming soon. After the New Year, I will be one year older."

"Then you really have to find someone to marry quickly, otherwise no one wants it if you are too old." Song Yun said while eating.

"Who are you looking for to marry? Why don't you introduce one?" Lin Yu looked at Song Yun expectantly.

"Me? I can't introduce it." Song Yun shook his head decisively.

"Why?"

"Because there is no better man than me in this world. If you ask me to introduce those men who are not as good as me, I can't do it." Song Yun said helplessly.

"I found you're so shameless!" Lin Yu covered her mouth and smiled.

"I'm shameless, so why don't I be shameless?" Song Yun said indifferently.

"Actually, thank you very much." Lin Yu suddenly lowered his voice and looked at Song Yun gratefully, putting one hand on Song Yun's hand.
Chapter completed!