The National Director is Mr. Perfect

Jiang Yi probably took Jun Ci's words seriously. The next day, Jun Ci, who came back from school, saw Li Ma stunned and asked if she had booked those beds from the Internet.

Only then did Jun Ci know that a lot of high-end furniture was delivered to the house today.

Bed sheets, mattresses, and wardrobes are all available.

Gulu said that Jiang Yi bought these.

Jun Ci knew how decisive Jiang Yi was doing things.

He came again in the afternoon, and his spirited look couldn't see the way he was sick yesterday. He was probably alive after taking the medicine. He pointed to the room he had picked out.

"The bed will be airlifted from the UK, it will take a few days."

"Well, this mattress was bought by the Imperial Capital. Put it here first."

"The refrigerator in my room, please buy more fruit, Li Ma. I only want to buy the fruit from the Imperial Capital Market, and buy more cherries. I like to eat it. I must import it from New Zealand...

Junci has seen Jiang Yi's usual luxury style and the corruption of capitalism.

Just the kind of cherries he talked about are sold at the big market for several thousand yuan per catty.

From mattresses to sheets, they are all brand-name products, two-meter-long thin fabrics, one hundred thousand one.

The bed that Jiang Yikou transported by air from England was made of Siamese rosewood, which was made by a well-known British factory.

The price is not very expensive, about three million yuan.

In this world, you really don't understand how luxurious the life of the rich will be.

From Jiang Yi instructing the workers to move these things in, he still thinks that the time is too urgent and there is no time to buy better ones. Junci is by the side all the way: "..."

Gulu told the truth: "I really want to hit him."

Jun Ci nodded in agreement: "I think too."

The things that Jiang Yiyun brought in were enough for Junci to earn for so long.

I have to say that people are more maddening than people.

Instead of these wooden furniture, the most expensive thing in his room, he bought a large chandelier.

The crystal chandeliers with complex patterns that are common in palaces are huge. They hang on the central ceiling and start at 5 million.

The decoration of a room in Jiang Yi exploded the house price of Junci, even more than several times.

Jun Ci was silent.

Although Li Ma is a babysitter and knows a lot, she really can't recognize these things. She just looked dumbfounded at Jiang Yi buying so many things, and quietly asked Junci: "Master, Master Jiang just come to stay occasionally. ?"

But looking at this posture, Jiang Yi is clearly moving...

"Follow him."

Jun Ci stood up from the sofa, no matter how Jiang Yi tossed his room, let Ma Li start cooking.

At dinner in the evening, Jiang Yi's room hadn't been fixed, mainly because there was no bed. He won't live here tonight.

It was Junci who mentioned an unexpected thing: "The school is going to hold a grand ceremony recently, do you know?"

Junci paused, remembering that there were indeed people discussing these things at school today.

Even the classmates at the opening ceremony didn't talk much about it.

"Is it related to me?"

She was silent for a while before asking such a question.

"Of course it does matter. The school requires the first place in each college to perform a talent, mainly for the foreign missions who come to this grand ceremony. Are you not the first in your physics school?"

Junci: "..."? ?

Why doesn't she know?