The Richest Man Starts From Falling In Love

back pain?

Judging by Chu Yao's expression, it was indeed painful.

But Jiang Lingyun was a little confused for a while whether it was real or a routine.

As soon as 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 call 120, it just seems to be cramping. You can help me turn over, and I may be fine after a while.

Chu Yao still hissed.

Jiang Lingyun: ...

Now it's confirmed, he is acting.

Mr. Chu, don't be like this, I'm quite worried.

Jiang Lingyun said with a slight resentment.

Angry and laughing.

Chu Yao laughed out loud.

Okay, it doesn't seem to hurt anymore, it's just a little itchy, scratch it for 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 towels in the bathroom.

good night.

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

She said in a somewhat teasing tone, went out decisively, and closed the door behind her.

out the door...

Can't help shaking his head and smiling.

Like a child, but also reckless.

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

Oops!

painting!

Forgot to take it out!

She hesitated for a moment, a little wanting to go back and get it, but she was a little scared.

Standing outside the door, I was a little overwhelmed for a while.

Hearing that Chu Yao seemed to have jumped off the bed and walked towards the door with bare feet on the floor, Jiang Lingyun was startled.

He quickly ran back to his bedroom.

Lock the door.

All in one go.

After a while, he really heard the sound of Chu Yao's room door opening, and then heard his own room door being knocked.

Boom boom boom!

Every time Jiang Lingyun hit her heart.

Heartbeat starts to speed up.

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

amulet!

Did you draw it?

Chu Yao's voice sounded outside the door.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mr. Chu, I was wrong.

Jiang Lingyun immediately confessed, with a cautious tone.

Chu Yao: I'm angry.

Jiang Lingyun said weakly: Then...then I have nothing to do, anyway, anyway, I won't open the door.

outside the door.

Chu Yao was silent for a while.

I'll give you a chance to redraw a picture, and it will be an apology.

Draw...what to draw?

Jiang Lingyun felt relieved.

Chu Yao: David. I'm at a disadvantage. I'll be your model. Why don't you draw? Don't you like drawing?

David?

Jiang Lingyun froze for a moment, then suddenly remembered that it was Michelangelo's statue of David, naked, extremely realistic, artistic nude man with long oval whip.

for a while...

She was completely speechless.

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

gone?

Back to the room?

Jiang Lingyun wanted to go out to check for a while, but she was afraid that the noise was deliberately made by Chu Yao, so she was waiting for her outside the door right now.

hold on.

She took a deep breath, sat on the head of the bed, swinging her legs leisurely, thinking about something on her mind.

The phone ding-dong rang, startling her.

It was a message from Chu Yao.

——Book two tickets to go back tomorrow, between twelve o'clock at noon.

He looks like nothing happened!

Jiang Lingyun gritted her teeth secretly, took a deep breath, and took another deep breath.

Okay, Mr. Chu.

she replied.

Chu Yao: You weren't angry just now, were you?

No.

I wanted to say something else, but after thinking about it again, it was not appropriate.

Still have to save some face for the boss.

Chu Yao: That's good, I'm afraid you'll get angry and sue her.

she……?

Jiang Lingyun instantly understood who Chu Yao was referring to as she.

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

It was the first time that Chu Yao, who had always been domineering and oily, cared so much about his own feelings.

But because of her.

Then what if I really sue?

Jiang Lingyun accidentally sent a message.

A full minute passed.

The news from Chu Yao came back: Her, I will definitely be able to coax you well, so you can do it yourself.

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

That's his weakness.

But once touched, it will instantly become the sharpest arrow rain, enough to shoot himself to pieces.

Mr. Chu, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I won't talk about it in the future.

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

This time Chu Yao replied in seconds.

Then scratch my back.

Only when he was habitually hilarious, Jiang Lingyun replied with an ellipsis, lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling.

daze.

And the news from Chu Yao came again.

Come here!

Come to the living room!

Ok?

After getting dressed, Jiang Lingyun stepped out of the bedroom and saw Chu Yao sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette.

What is this for?

President Chu.

She called out softly, feeling a little apprehensive in her heart.

I'm going back to Pengcheng today. I have something to tell you. I met President Han of Donghai Bank two days ago. Through him, I bought a building in Pengcheng.

Rui Suisse Building, next will be our base in Pengcheng, come and study it, how to operate it next.

Jiang Lingyun didn't know about this.

All she knew was that Chu Yao chatted with Han Feng that day.

Only now did I know that Chu Yao had already finalized the deal!

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

How much?

She asked subconsciously.

Chu Yao said casually, Twenty.

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

Your task is to study the merchants in this building, make a classification report, and how to operate in the future, first come up with a rough plan.

A commercial office building can be regarded as a golden hen that lays eggs.

This can also be regarded as the first project that I managed independently - collecting rent.

In fact, there is not much difficulty.

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

Mr. Chu, wait a moment.

Jiang Lingyun went back to the room and took out the paper and pen, then sat down and asked, Do you have any specific requirements? Or fragmentary ideas.

Chu Yao will definitely not be able to produce something that is systematic.

She didn't expect Chu Yao to take it out either.

Now I just need to find out what the boss wants to do and what are the core needs.

The rest is up to you to perfect.

One, figure out the type, size, and lease contract of the merchants in this building.

Second, I have a positioning. I may set up an investment fund. This building is the headquarters. Take out a few floors and invest in start-up companies for us. It is best to have a systematic track or the upstream and downstream of an industry. There is no rush, this is the ultimate blueprint.

Third, college students' entrepreneurship, 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.

Fourth, you don't have to think about other outstanding points, such as the entrepreneurial competition, cost and rent. The key is to make noise.

Fifth, the docking with their previous operation team, who will stay and who will leave, and whether they need to recruit new people.

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Accepting a building is no small project.

All kinds of bits and pieces are not difficult, mainly time-consuming and labor-intensive.

Chu Yao didn't have the heart to take care of it, so he just left it to her.

Assistant.

So far it has only reached this point.

Remember it?

Seeing Jiang Lingyun put down her pen, Chu Yao asked again.

Well, all right.

Glancing at her, Big Boss Chu Yao was sitting, leaned back tactically, and simply lay down on the sofa, lifted the back of his clothes, and pouted his buttocks.

Come here and scratch my back.

It's really itchy!

Hurry up! I'll let you be the vice president of the new company...

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