The Richest Man Starts From Falling In Love

Chapter 122: Come scratch my back

　　Backache?

　　 Looking at Chu Yao's expression, it was indeed painful.

　　 But Jiang Lingyun couldn't tell whether it was real or a routine for a while.

　　 her eyes moved, she immediately took out her mobile phone: "Then I'll call 120 for you to call a doctor."

　　 "You don't need to hit 120, it just seems to be cramping. You can turn over for me. I may just take it easy."

　　 Chu Yao still hissed.

　　 Jiang Lingyun:...

　　 Now it's confirmed, he is acting.

　　 "Chu, don't do this, I'm quite worried."

　　 Jiang Lingyun said bitterly.

　　 was angry and laughed.

　　 Chu Yao laughed.

　　 "Well, it doesn't seem to hurt anymore, it's just a little bit itchy. You scratch me, I can't reach it."

　　 Jiang Lingyun grinned slightly at the corner of her mouth, and quickly held back, pretending to be calm.

　　 "There are scrub towels in the bathroom."

"good night."

　　 "If you really can't sleep, just go to the next door."

　　 She said with a somewhat ridiculous tone, went out decisively, and closed the door smoothly.

　　 went out...

　　 couldn't help but shook his head and smiled.

　　 It's like a child, but it's ridiculous.

　　 Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Jiang Lingyun's smile froze.

Oops!

painting!

　　 I forgot to take it out!

　　 She hesitated for a while, a little bit wanted to go back to get it, but she was a little scared.

　　 stood outside the door, feeling a little at a loss for a while.

　　 Hearing that Chuyao in the door seemed to have jumped off the bed, stepped barefoot on the floor, and walked towards the door, Jiang Lingyun was suddenly shocked.

　　 quickly ran back to his bedroom.

　　 Lock the door.

　　 in one go.

　　 After a while, I heard the sound of Chu Yao's room door opening, and then I heard the door of his room knock.

　　咚咚咚!

　　 With every click, Jiang Lingyun feels knocking on her heart.

　　 The heartbeat began to accelerate.

　　 She immediately thought of Gao Jing's number stored in her mobile phone.

　　 amulet!

　　 "Did you draw it?"

　　 Chu Yao's voice sounded outside the door.

　　 "Sorry, sorry, President Chu, I was wrong."

　　 Jiang Lingyun immediately acknowledged her counseling, with a cautious tone.

　　 Chu Yao: "I'm angry."

　　 Jiang Lingyun weakly said: "Then...then I can't help it, anyway, I won't open the door anyway."

　　 Outside the door.

　　 Chu Yao was silent for a while.

　　 "Give you a chance to redraw one, and it will be an apologize."

　　 "Draw...what to draw?"

　　 Jiang Lingyun felt a loose heart.

　　 Chu Yao: "David. I'll suffer a bit and be a model for you. Do you paint, don't you like painting?"

　　David?

　　 Jiang Lingyun was stunned for a moment before he suddenly remembered that it was the statue of David by Michelangelo, without clothes, extremely realistic, artistic naked man with a long whip.

　　 For a while...

　　 She was completely speechless.

　　 didn't know what to say, but heard Chu Yao's footsteps again, it seemed to go away gradually, and then the bedroom door over there rang again.

gone?

　　 Go back to the room?

　　 Jiang Lingyun wanted to go out and check it out, but he was afraid that Chu Yao made a deliberate noise. At this moment, he was waiting for herself outside the door.

　　 Stay steady.

　　 She took a deep breath and sat on the head of the bed, shaking her leg leisurely, thinking about her heart.

　　 The phone dinged, and she was shocked.

　　 is a message from Chu Yao.

　　——"Book two air tickets to go back tomorrow, and it will be fine between 12 noon."

　　 He looks like a okay person!

　　 Jiang Lingyun gritted his teeth secretly, took a deep breath, and then took a deep breath.

　　 "Okay, President Chu."

　　 she replied.

　　 Chu Yao: "Are you not angry just now?"

"No."

　　 I wanted to say something else, but if I changed my mind, it was not appropriate.

　　 Still have to save some face for the boss.

　　 Chu Yao: "That's good, I'm afraid you will complain to her if you are angry."

she……?

　　 Jiang Lingyun instantly understood who Chu Yao was talking about "she".

　　 Looking at the news, Jiang Lingyun felt inexplicably like a lemon exploded in her heart.

　　 This is the first time that Chu Yao, who has always been domineering and greasy, cares so much about his feelings.

　　 is because of "her".

　　 "Then what if I really complain?"

　　 Jiang Lingyun ghostly sent a message over.

　　 A full minute passed.

　　 The news from Chu Yao came back: "She, I can definitely coax you, you, I can do it for myself."

　　 Across the screen, Jiang Lingyun could feel it. When Chu Yao typed this sentence, his eyes should be cold and cruel.

　　 That is his weakness.

　　 Once you are touched, you will instantly become the sharpest arrow rain, enough to shoot yourself completely.

　　 "Mr. Chu, I was wrong. I was really wrong. I won't talk about it anymore."

　　 Feeling that what she said just now really touched Chu Yao's bottom line, Jiang Lingyun quickly apologized and promised.

　　 This time Chu Yao returned in seconds.

　　 "Then come and scratch my back."

　　Only when he habitually hilariously, Jiang Lingyun returned an ellipsis, lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling.

　　 in a daze.

　　 And Chu Yao news came again.

　　 "Come here!"

　　 "Come to the living room!"

Um?

　　 Dressed up, strictly, Jiang Lingyun came out of the bedroom and saw Chu Yao sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette.

　　 What are you doing?

　　 "Mr. Chu."

　　 She yelled softly, feeling a little worried.

　　 "I'm back to Pengcheng today, and I have something to tell you. Two days ago, I saw President Han of Donghai Bank. Through him, I bought a building in Pengcheng."

　　 "Credit Suisse Building, next is our base in Pengcheng, come and study, how to operate next."

　　 Jiang Lingyun didn't know about this.

　　 She only knows that Chu Yao chatted with Han Feng that day.

　　 Now I know that Chu Yao has already finalized the deal!

　　 At this moment, listening to Chu Yaoyun's breezy voice, Jiang Lingyun sat down silently, his head a little dazed.

"How much?"

　　 She asked subconsciously.

　　 Chu Yao casually said: "Twenty."

　　 After a pause, he said, "Don't worry about it. Mr. Han has completed all the procedures, and he will wait for the money to be settled."

　　 "Your task is to study the merchants in this building, make a classified report, and how to operate next, and first come up with a general plan."

　　Commercial office building is a golden hen laying eggs.

　　 This can be regarded as the first project I independently managed-rent collection.

　　 There is not much difficulty in fact.

　　 But if you want to play with flowers, you still have to work hard.

　　 "Mr. Chu, wait a moment."

　　 Jiang Lingyun returned to the room and took out the paper and pen, then sat down upright and asked, "Are there any specific requirements? Or fragmentary thoughts."

　　As a system, Chu Yao definitely can't get it out~www.readwn.com~ She didn't expect Chu Yao to get it out either.

　　 Now it’s clear what the boss wants to do, and what core needs are there.

　　 The rest, just perfect it yourself.

　　 "One, clarify the current types of merchants in this building, what type, scale, and lease contract."

"Second, take a position. I might set up an investment fund. This building is the headquarters. Take out a few floors and invest in startups for us, preferably a systematic track or upstream and downstream of an industry. This is not anxious, this is the ultimate blueprint."

　　 "Three, college students, especially Pengcheng University, is it possible for us to break down the pressure of some young entrepreneurs and job seekers for the country and society."

　　 "Four, other outstanding points, entrepreneurial competitions, etc., cost and rent matters, you don't need to think about it. The key is to make trouble."

　　 "Five, the docking with their previous operation team, who will stay, who will leave, and whether there is still a need to recruit new people."

　　……

　　 Accepting a building is not a small project.

　　 Various piecemeal things are not difficult, mainly time-consuming and labor-intensive.

　　 Chu Yao didn't want to take care of it, so just hand it over to her.

　　Something assistant does.

　　 has only reached this point at present.

　　 "Have you remembered?"

　　 Watching Jiang Lingyun put down the pen, Chu Yao asked again.

　　 "Well, that's all right."

　　 Glancing at her, Chu Yao sits, tactically leaned back, and simply lay on the sofa, lifted his clothes, swayed, and lifted his ass.

　　 "Then come and scratch my back."