This meal was the most enjoyable meal that Peng Ling had.

This meal was also the most generous time when Wang Hui paid for it.

Peng Ling ordered a table of delicious food and served with a bottle of red wine worth more than 10,000 yuan.

In addition, Wang Hui intentionally lowered his posture during the conversation, and praised her openly and secretly... Peng Ling was almost floating up.

Especially, when the waiter added two candles, the atmosphere was pushed to a new level.

It's a bit like a candlelight dinner.

Peng Ling was intoxicated.

Kobe steak, French foie gras, German matsutake, Bordeaux wine...Is she having a meal?

No!

She is enjoying life.

If this kind of life is to last, she must find a man with sufficient financial strength.

Wang Hui in front of her had never seen him in front of her before.

But today I discovered that he was also very handsome.

Wang Hui was wearing a well-material POLO shirt and a Patek Philippe on his wrist.

The bags that even pack mobile phones are all foreign brands.

If Wang Hui was too bored to spend such a large amount of money just to pretend to be a rich man.

and,

What is the purpose?

So, I must have really made a fortune!

The key is... Wang Hui is too honest.

This kind of man is simply the best candidate to take over.

Peng Ling almost tried her best to cooperate with Wang Hui's topic.

I think I am perfectly playing Wang Hui's "soul-hearted" role.

During the chat, Wang Hui was "coaxed" very properly.

Nowadays, who are a man with a little money don’t eat fishy food?

Wang Hui suddenly becomes rich, and this mentality will become even more intense.

Peng Ling felt... tonight, she was sure to get on Wang Hui's bed.

However, we need to explore the other party's bottom again.

See what level of money you have reached.

At this moment, Wang Hui's phone rang.

After taking a look, Wang Hui picked it up in front of her.

The sound was pressed very low.

Peng Ling lowered her head and ate the vegetables, her ears stood up, and carefully distinguished the information in Wang Hui's words.

I vaguely heard about what contracts, futures, etc.

At the same time, Wang Hui also mentioned a business worth 6 million.

Peng Ling quickly analyzed that Wang Hui should be playing futures?

I haven't heard Yue Qi talk about it before.

Wang Hui hung up the phone, Peng Ling pretended to be unintentionally and asked, "Wang Hui, are you... starting to do it alone?"

All night, Wang Hui was waiting for her to talk.

"Actually, it's not just a single thing..." Wang Hui laughed, "I took one before I went to jail

Bi Qian and his friends jointly trade futures. I didn’t think it would work, but I didn’t expect that I made some small money in a wave of market not long ago.”

"Yo, Wang Hui, are you so low-key now? Small money... how small is it? Let me make money too?" Peng Ling suppressed the excitement in her heart and asked.

She has some experience in judging people.

In addition to being deliberately pretending, judging a person's financial strength is almost the same as looking at the car.

Generally speaking, those who buy a luxury car worth one million yuan will be at least ten times more than a dozen times.

Based on this, Peng Ling made a rough guess about Wang Hui.

It should be around 20 million.

"Peng Ling, it's not that I won't take you... Futures are so ups and downs!" Wang Hui said, "One wave of market can make a lot of money, one wave of market can lose all of it. I'm under a lot of pressure. What if you cheat, what should I do?"

"Besides, my leverage is quite high and my requirements for the amount of funds are quite large. If you don't have big funds, you can only make pocket money." Wang Hui spread his hands together, looking bitter.

People are all greedy.

Especially the woman Peng Ling.

Selling your body and best friends is ultimately for money.

Money is Peng Ling’s biggest weakness.

As long as you grasp this point, you will not be afraid that Peng Ling will not take the bait.

However, Wang Hui understood more.

Playing hard to get.

It's a good idea.

"Futures, I heard that it makes money faster than the stock market, is that true?" Peng Ling adjusted her sitting posture and her attitude was more serious.

"Yes, you can also pay quickly!" Wang Hui smacked his lips helplessly, "My friend lost several times before he caught up with the market."

"How much did you earn?" Peng Ling asked anxiously.

"Not much, more than six million." Wang Hui looked modest, "We are making small fuss. Compared with the real big shots, we don't count anything!"

Six million!

This number shocked Peng Ling.

Damn, if she could make six million in one stroke, would she have to hug the man’s thigh?

Do you need to take the initiative to climb onto a man's bed?

Is it necessary to find a good family for those rich stinky men?

Peng Ling suddenly felt that the world was too unfair.

I worked hard, spent time and body, but in the end I got very little.

And Wang Hui... a guy who had just come out of prison.

He actually had such great luck!

"Then, Wang Hui, can you recommend your friend to me?" Peng Ling was still a little worried.

Can you give the money directly to Wang Hui and ask him to help?

Of course it's good.

But Wang Hui may not agree.

And, I saw that "friend" with my own eyes

”Better.

"I'll ask him to see if he's free." Wang Hui said frankly.

That "friend" was also the one he was going to meet next... a prisoner.

Peng Ling's request was responded to and she was in a good mood.

If you can get into Wang Hui's bed, it would be best if you can take advantage of his money.

If you want to see your friend, Wang Hui cannot let go.

During the meal, Wang Hui went to the bathroom and left his handbag on the table.

Peng Ling quickly opened her handbag.

Two stacks of red tickets for a hundred yuan were stuffed inside, blinding her eyes.

Immediately afterwards, she called a friend and asked him to check the Panamela license plate that Wang Hui had issued.

What if it's a rented car?

Peng Ling is worthy of being a socially scattered person and is very careful.

And my friends are very powerful.
To be continued...