After the divorce, I started to transfer

It's another beautiful morning. You can hear the chirping of birds outside the window, and the golden morning sun shines through the gaps between the leaves on the east window sill.

Chen Feng woke up from the two-meter-two-meter-large bed. Even though he was still lying down, he could smell the fresh morning air coming from the slightly opened window, feel the strong pulse of the whole world, and his body that was still full of energy.

Looking at Sun Xiaorui and Lin Yujiao sleeping next to him, Chen Feng couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

This is the correct way to open a beautiful life.

After lying there and admiring the two women's sleeping postures for a while, Chen Feng got out of bed quietly without waking them up.

Today is a nice day, and I feel good both physically and mentally. Of course I have to go for a morning run.

This morning run, I finally didn't run into the annoying Xiao Panpan. After running for almost five thousand meters, Chen Feng stopped.

After going home and taking a shower, the two women finally woke up when they came out of the bathroom wearing bath towels.

Sun Xiaorui said sheepishly: "I'm sorry, I woke up a little late today. I'm going to make breakfast for you now."

Sun Xiaorui said as she got out of bed and quickly got dressed.

Lin Yujiao did not have the courage to be naked like Sun Xiaorui. She was still lying on the bed wrapped in a quilt with a slightly red face.

"You'd better go wash up first, and I'll make breakfast."

Sun Xiaorui said regretfully: "It's better for me to do it. I'll wash up quickly. You can just wait for a while."

"There's no need to go to all this trouble. Just have milk bread and boiled eggs for breakfast. Heat the milk bread in the microwave and boil the eggs in water. Don't I know how to do it? Take your time. I'll go downstairs to boil the eggs and the milk bread. I'll wait for you. Come down and heat it up yourself."

After saying that, Chen Feng took off his bathrobe, opened the wardrobe, and put on a brand new set of casual clothes.

Because Chen Feng had his back to them, he didn't notice that they were secretly looking at him with blushing faces.

Although Chen Feng still doesn't have eight-pack abs, his big belly has disappeared, and his slightly smaller belly is almost invisible. In addition, his chest muscles are well developed, which he exercised when he was young.

In addition, his butt shape is actually very sexy in the eyes of women, not to mention that he is a handsome guy, with sharp features, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a calm, restrained, and melancholy temperament. Naturally attracts women's attention.

Therefore, even though Sun Xiaorui and Lin Yujiao were quite familiar with Chen Feng's body, it was their first time to see Chen Feng's body from the front, and they were inevitably a little fascinated by it.

After Chen Feng changed his clothes and turned around, he noticed something strange about them.

"What's wrong, you guys?" Chen Feng asked with some confusion.

"No, nothing happened?" Lin Yujiao reacted first, feeling guilty and subconsciously trying to hide it.

Sun Xiaorui laughed, and then quickly covered it up and said, "I'm going back to my room to wash up first."

After saying that, she hurried to her own bedroom opposite.

Seeing the two girls acting like this, Chen Feng thought for a moment and roughly guessed the reason. He couldn't help but smile and tease Lin Yujiao: "Did you just peek at me? If you want to see it, tell me, I can let you do it openly. look."

"No." Lin Yujiao blushed and subconsciously wanted to deny it. However, she immediately reacted and said, "We were watching openly just now. We didn't peek. You took off your clothes for us to see."

Hearing this, Chen Feng smiled and teased: "Then what do you think of my current figure?"

Lin Yujiao glanced at him with a hint of charm, and then answered truthfully: "When we first met, you still had a big belly, but now it's basically gone. Your figure is much better now than before."

Chen Feng said: "I am working hard to lose weight for your sexual happiness."

Lin Yujiao couldn't help but roll her eyes at him when she heard this, pulled up the quilt and stopped paying attention to him.

Seeing this, Chen Feng smiled and teased again: "I just showed you all. To be fair, you have to show me back. Get up and stand so that I can take a good look. It's just the two of us here." Personally, don’t be shy.”

"Fuck you." Lin Yujiao said angrily, "Aren't you going to boil eggs? Go ahead and go."

Chen Feng knew that Lin Yujiao was shy, so he stopped and nodded with a smile: "Okay, I'll go cook the eggs, you should get up too, it's getting late."

"understood."

Chen Feng then raised his feet and walked out.

Lin Yujiao exhaled, touched her still hot cheek, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

Chen Feng rarely flirted with her like this before. Although it made her very shy, she actually didn't feel disgusted in her heart. Instead, it felt quite novel.

Chen Feng went downstairs to the kitchen. He boiled the eggs first, then took out the toast and milk from the refrigerator and heated them in the microwave. One minute was enough.

Then we started eating directly in the kitchen.

Chen Feng didn't pay much attention to breakfast. After all, he was also a hard-working worker in the past. He often didn't have time to eat breakfast in order not to be late for work.

Even if I want to eat breakfast, I don’t pay much attention to it. Basically, I buy it from breakfast shops outside, such as steamed buns with soy milk or milk, and just spend a few dollars.

Of course, if Sun Xiaorui or Wu Mengting could make it richer for him, he would not object.

After Chen Feng finished breakfast, the two women came down from upstairs.

They also finished breakfast quickly and went out together.

Sun Xiaorui went to work in the company and then sent Lin Yujiao back on the way.

Chen Feng was the only one left at home.

He has long been used to this, lying on the sofa, reading novels and watching short videos, and time flies by.

At noon, Sun Xiaorui came back from get off work, but Lin Yujiao did not follow him. After the two had dinner together and chatted for a while, Sun Xiaorui went upstairs to take a lunch break, while Chen Feng went to the practice room to start absorbing energy and meditating.

By the time Chen Feng came out of the practice room, it was almost four o'clock in the afternoon.

He turned on his phone immediately and saw several missed calls, all from Tang Mengjie.

In addition, there were several WeChat messages sent by Tang Mengjie. He clicked on them and looked at them. They were several videos and photos.

According to her message, she actually visited five artists today, including two calligraphers, two painters, and one photographer.

Chen Feng did not contact Tang Mengjie immediately, but opened the videos and photos she sent one by one and looked at them carefully. One of the calligraphers and painters was one that Chen Feng had visited before and had added their contact information. The videos and photos of their works that she sent obviously did not meet his requirements.

Chen Feng found that it is difficult for these artists who have become famous and made money to create works that meet his conditions. This is like many singers who peak at their debut, become famous with one song, and then decline all the way to rest on their laurels.

There are obviously very few people who can stabilize their achievements and even continue to move up and contribute better works to the public.

Only a few of these artists who were previously plundered by Chen Feng were able to continue to create works that met Chen Feng's requirements.

As a result, Chen Feng can only rest on his laurels now, and can only absorb the art works he has worked so hard to collect and hoard. He uses one less piece, but none is stored in the warehouse. This naturally makes Chen Feng a little anxious.

By now, Chen Feng has basically determined one thing: he was originally a terminally ill patient who was judged by doctors to have no more than three months to live, but now he has lived for more than a year and is still very healthy. The reason is that he Absorbing the life energy contained in these works of art allowed him to live longer, made his body healthy and even strong, and cured his terminal illness step by step.

Although he has not fully recovered yet, Chen Feng believes that as long as he persists and absorbs the life energy every day, he will not only be able to continue to live, but also eventually be completely cured of his terminal illness.

It can be said that these works of art that allow Chen Feng to absorb life energy are Chen Feng's life, and they cannot be overemphasized.

Chen Feng looked at the works of three artists in succession, including videos and photos, but found none that met the requirements.

It was only when he saw the fourth place that he finally found a qualified work. Although he felt that this work could only absorb life energy for a quarter of an hour, it was an unexpected surprise for him.

His stock of life energy finally began to increase.

This is a painter. Chen Feng has never visited or contacted him before. It seems that he has never joined the Painters Association and is considered a folk painter, or this person has just joined the association for less than a year.

Without further ado, Chen Feng immediately called Tang Mengjie.

Tang Mengjie answered the call almost instantly, and then asked resentfully: "Boss, I called you so many times and sent you WeChat messages, why didn't you answer?"

Chen Feng said: "If I have nothing to do in the afternoon, I usually meditate and practice Qigong at home. I have to practice for at least two or three hours. During this time, my phone is either silent or turned off. If you want to contact me in the future, it is best not to do it in the afternoon, but in the afternoon." Before 12 noon and after 5 pm.”

"You still practice Qigong?" Tang Mengjie looked surprised. In her mind, those who still practice Qigong today are old men and women.

"Well, you'd better not contact me in the afternoon anyway."

"Okay, I understand." Although Tang Mengjie was still confused, she didn't ask any more questions. After all, she was working for Chen Feng now, and Chen Feng was her boss. She must put herself in the right position as a worker.

"I've watched four of the videos and pictures you sent me. I'm attracted to a painting called Liu X. You have to help me buy it at a low price as soon as possible."

"Which painting of his? Send me the photo."

Chen Feng didn't need her to tell him, he was already using his mobile phone to send the picture of the work to Tang Mengjie.

Then, Chen Feng asked: "Is this painter a folk painter? He has never joined the Painters Association."

Tang Mengjie explained: "He has joined the Painters Association, but not in our Xiuzhou. He was originally from x city, Shan Province. He had been living in x city before. He joined the x city painters association and moved here at the beginning of this year. I settled in Xiuzhou. I got to know him through one of the painters, Zhang. The two of them lived close by, so I stopped by to visit him.”

"That's it. Yes, you did a good job this time. You should contact the painter now. Buy the painting I sent you and try to keep the price as low as possible."

"Then do you have a psychological price point?"

Chen Feng thought for a while and then said: "Less than 20, try to keep it as low as possible. If the other party asks for more than 20, you can contact me again."

"Okay, then I'll contact him now."

"Well, let's just say that first."

As soon as Chen Feng finished speaking, Tang Mengjie had already hung up the phone. Hearing the beeping sound from the phone, Chen Feng was speechless.

However, he seemed to have forgotten that when he was talking to people on the phone, he often hung up like this.

Chen Feng is a generous person, especially today Tang Mengjie found him a painting that satisfied him, so he didn't really care about her rude behavior just now.

Then he looked at the last photographer's work. There were quite a few works, at least two to three hundred. Tang Mengjie took a total of two videos that lasted more than three minutes, and six more. More than a dozen photos were packaged and sent to him. From this point of view, she was still very focused and patient on this job.

Chen Feng looked through the photos one by one and found one that met the requirements. This was a double happiness for him.

Especially this photograph, Chen Feng felt that it contained at least half an hour's worth of life energy, which was also an unexpected surprise for Chen Feng.

After Chen Feng selected this work, he immediately continued to look at the photographer's other works in anticipation, but unfortunately he could not find another photograph that met the requirements until he read all the photos and videos.

Although Chen Feng was a little disappointed by this, he could accept it. After all, two works that meet the requirements have been found.

Yesterday, he casually "recycled" Tang Mengjie as his personal assistant to run errands for him to find these works of art. He really didn't expect that he would have a good start today, and he found two works in a row. It can only be said that he and Tang Mengjie were both very lucky.

Chen Feng quickly sent the photograph he selected to Tang Mengjie via WeChat, asking her to contact the other party as soon as possible and buy it at a low price. His psychological price was less than 10, and the maximum could not exceed 10.

In a sense, the price of photography works is much lower than that of calligraphy and painting works.

After Chen Feng waited patiently for more than ten minutes, Tang Mengjie called him.

"How is it?" Chen Feng asked immediately.

Tang Mengjie didn't show off, but said with a proud tone: "Fortunately, I have done everything. That painting, I lowered the price to 58,000, and that photography is even cheaper. I offered 20,000, and the other party didn't say anything. I agreed, and I regretted that the price was a bit high.”

Chen Feng couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the result. It's been a long time since he bought these works of art that met the requirements at such a low price.

So, Chen Feng asked out of curiosity: "It's only 20,000 yuan for a photographic work. How did you lower the price of that painting?"

Tang Mengjie said: "He may be somewhat famous in his hometown, but it can be said that he is basically not famous in our Xiuzhou. I killed 58,000 people, and I have an attitude of whether you want to sell or not. He sees Since I was short of money, I had no choice but to agree.”

"Very good. You did a good job this time. You have exceeded the task I assigned you yesterday. I will give you an additional bonus of 2000 yuan at the end of the month. From now on, I will give you a bonus of yuan for every work I buy."

Tang Mengjie was overjoyed when she heard this, and said impassionedly: "Okay, boss, I will do my best to find you a work that satisfies you."

Chen Feng's affirmation gave her a very different feeling, which she enjoyed very much.

She changed from a professional mistress to a personal assistant running errands. Even though the boss Chen Feng gave her good treatment, she was still a little disappointed at first.

Now that she has Chen Feng's approval and she has made achievements, this gap can finally be ignored. (End of chapter)