Getting married for a long time: Don't be too bad for a black-bellied BOSS

Chapter 187 Money is a Good Thing

The car was driving on the winding mountain road, the scenery outside the window was beautiful, but the inside of the car was silent, and the air pressure was a little heavy.

Zuo Jun looked at Qin Yancheng who was silent after entering the carriage, his handsome face was straight and serious, as if someone owed him a few cents and didn't pay him back.

"that……"

Zuo Jun wanted to break the silence, but he didn't know that he was going against the mark, and just as he opened his mouth, the phone rang.

He took out his mobile phone, glanced at it, and said to Qin Yansheng, "It's Zhang Dafa."

Qin Yancheng turned his head and took the phone to connect.

"Boss Zhang."

"Mr. Qin, hello."

Zhang Dafa chuckled, and with his fleshy body, he didn't look like a Maitreya Buddha.

"I've done everything you told me, and the three of them are on their way home now."

"Thank you, Boss Zhang is really a man with great powers."

"Hahaha, Mr. Qin was joking, and Zhang is just doing his best."

Qin Yancheng smiled faintly, "I will transfer the money to your account in 5 minutes."

"It's easy to say, hahaha, Mr. Qin is straightforward, and I hope there will be opportunities to cooperate in the future."

"There will be."

Qin Yancheng hung up the phone and handed the phone to Zuo Jun.

Zuo Jun sighed and said with a smile, "Money is such a good thing!"

Qin Yancheng closed his eyes and leaned back on the sofa.

"Since it's a good thing, let's earn more!"

At this time, Chu Yunzhen and the three had gradually left the mountain area. Yang Ruoxin thought of the dishes Zhang Dafa had ordered before, and asked, "Zhenzi, I'm just wondering. After all, children like to eat, but how does he know what we two like to eat? He said he guessed, and the guess is too accurate? Could it be that running a hotel is his side job, and fortune-telling is his main job? "

"I wondered too, I even wondered if someone told him."

Yang Ruoxin was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

"I still think he is a more reliable fortune teller!"

Chu Yunzhen smiled and said nothing.

When the three returned home, it was almost ten o'clock. He Yuting originally thought they would not come back until the afternoon at least, but when she saw that Yaoyao's leg was injured, she asked in surprise, "Why is your leg injured?"

"I accidentally fell down."

He Yuting held her in her arms and said distressedly: "Oh, my little baby, does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it's a wound that a beautiful sister bandaged for me."

Chu Yunzhen walked up to Mr. Chu, bowed her head and said apologetically, "Grandpa, I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of you."

The old man put down his teacup, looked at her for a while, and smiled.

"Yaoyao must be naughty, you have done a good job, don't feel guilty."

Yaoyao was upset when she heard the old man say that she was naughty, and pouted her lips: "I'm not naughty, I'm very good."

The old man rubbed her hair, "Okay, you are not naughty, you are the most obedient."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Chu stood up and looked at Chu Yunzhen, "Girl Zhen, help me in."

Chu Yunzhen froze for a moment, stood up quickly, and helped him into the room.

"Girl, can you write?"

Chu Yunzhen knew that he was asking about brush calligraphy, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I have learned it, but I can't write well."

Grandpa Chu walked into the study, and Chu Yunzhen followed behind him.

"Girl, write two words for me to read."

Chu Yunzhen was startled, but she became nervous involuntarily, but she had to bite the bullet and nod her head. Before she walked to the desk, a layer of sweat broke out in her palms.

Mr. Chu naturally saw her nervousness, but he didn't comfort her, but sat on the master's chair with a cup.

Chu Yunzhen looked at the big piece of rice paper, her heart was beating hard, she was really worried that the heart would jump out of her chest in the next second, she picked up the brush, which was made of high-quality bamboo Yes, it feels hard and cool, but soon the slight coolness becomes hot, and with sweat, the sticky feeling almost makes her unable to hold it.

Chu Yunzhen took a long, deep breath in her heart, glanced at Mr. Chu, then picked up the pen to write, and was stunned when she wrote it. Grandpa asked her to write two words, so which two words should she write?If the two words she wrote didn't suit Grandpa's wishes, would Grandpa be angry?Chu Yunzhen looked up and saw a pair of calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall. The brush strokes were sharp but thick. They were cursive scripts. It took her a long time to recognize the word "Zhiyuan".

Chu Yunzhen made a decision to pick up the pen and write, writing down and down, she was very serious and attentive in every stroke, and finally finished the last stroke, she felt that her whole body was soaked in sweat.

She wrote the word "tranquility".

Chu Yunzhen put down her pen and walked to the old man's side. Seeing that his eyes were closed and he didn't know if he was asleep, she waited quietly.

In the too quiet atmosphere, she could only hear her own breathing. At the beginning, she could not think about anything, but as time passed, her thoughts were no longer under her control.

This is the first time grandpa asked her to send him back to his room, and according to past experience, as long as grandpa nominates someone to send him back to his room, it is definitely not just asking him to go back to his room or asking her to write two words, grandpa There must be something or something to say to her.

And her racing thoughts revolved around what would happen if grandpa found her?What would grandpa say to her?

"It's written."

The old man Chu suddenly made a sound, which startled Chu Yunzhen who was in a fugue state. She groaned and nodded.

"Oh, yes, it's written, Grandpa."

Chu Yunzhen took the old man's water glass and put it on the coffee table, then helped him up and came to the desk.

The old man put on his glasses and looked at the two words without speaking for a long time, Chu Yunzhen became nervous again, but the old man's face did not show any expression.

"Grandpa, my writing is not good, please criticize and correct me."

Chu Yunzhen couldn't stand the torment of waiting, so she breathed a sigh of relief and spoke up.

"The pen is not strong enough, and the strength is not enough, but generally speaking, it is very good for you to be able to write like this at such a young age. If you can concentrate on writing when you write, it will definitely be better than what you are now."

Chu Yunzhen nodded, obeying obediently.

"I see, grandpa."

"Can you tell me why you chose these two words?"

Chu Yunzhen wrote the word "tranquility".

Chu Yunzhen froze, frowned and thought for a while, but she still didn't know how to answer. It can't be said that she decided to write these two words because she saw the words on the wall, right?If she really answered that way, she believed that grandpa would be unhappy.

Chu Yunzhen bit her lip and hesitated for a moment, then said, "I, I just wrote it casually, without thinking too much about it."

I don't know if Mr. Chu believed her words, but he just hummed heavily and said, "These two words are very good, very good."

He said two things in a row that were very good, and Chu Yunzhen didn't know if they were really good, but he just mentioned them inexplicably.

(End of this chapter)