The Richest Man Starts From Falling In Love

For a meal, Chu Yao had mixed tastes.

Touching the taste carefully, I am full of emotions.

It is said that women are the best universities for men.

To use this analogy to describe——

When I was in college, I went to a pheasant school, and I received a dog-licking professional education, and I was honored to graduate, but I didn't pass the defense.

And now... Gao Jing is comparable to a Qingbei-level mentor.

She's telling you, what, is real, intimacy.

This is an experience that Chu Yao, who grew up in the Starting Point Orphanage, has never experienced before.

After dinner.

When Chu Yao was smoking, he carefully traced his own mental journey.

Before the system awakens...

Sensitive because of orphans.

Because of sensitivity, so inferiority complex.

Because of low self-esteem, he licks the dog and always feels that he is not worthy of anything.

Because I can't lick it, and I can't lick it repeatedly, so I feel inferior and start to lick more than one at the same time.

On the verge of blackening.

then……

With money and a woman, the energy and spirit will return a little bit, and it will be pulled back to a healthy and correct channel.

Money is the engine.

Gao Jing is the steering wheel.

Ok.

Very steady.

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After lunch, after sending Gao Jing home, Chu Yao went to Swan Castle without stopping.

By the way, send Jiang Lingyun a message and ask her to come over too.

There is still a lot of preparatory work here, and it is estimated that this week will be busy.

Of course, this kind of full participation is also a kind of exercise for myself.

Chu Yao really wanted to see how Jiang Zhenhua would manage a project from scratch, from 0 to 1.

The first two companies I invested in did not have such an opportunity.

on the way.

While driving, thinking about the company, Chu Yao received a message from Guan Juer.

Brother, I have taken a fancy to the house.

She sent over a dozen pictures and a short video.

driving.

No time to look carefully.

After arriving at the location and parking the car, Chu Yao took a closer look.

However, just looking at the first few photos, brows frowned.

What kind of ghost house is this?

It's an old neighborhood.

He looked at least twenty years old, maybe even older than himself.

It is similar to the one Guan Juer is renting now, the exterior is dilapidated, and the anti-theft windows are all rusted.

There is no elevator.

Still old fashioned stairs.

The walls in the stairs are still the same color scheme of blue below and white above, and a lot of paint peeling off.

inside the house.

The layout is okay, with a north-south orientation and a square shape.

However, the decoration is in the style of 20 years ago, with tile floors, old-fashioned furniture, and the bathroom does not even have dry and wet isolation.

Typical old and broken.

I really don't know what she thinks.

Prefer to live in an old house?

Or to save money?

After thinking about it, Chu Yao dialed her video immediately.

Opposite video.

Guan Juer is eating.

The camera shakes, it is a small restaurant, two dishes, one potato shreds, one bean fried pork.

Sitting opposite was a fat girl with a white shirt and a badge. She should be a real estate agency.

What house are you looking at?

This one doesn't work, find another one.

Better, newer, don't save me money, you know?

Chu Yao said, I hate iron but not steel.

Looking at this environment, I have no idea of ​​living at all.

It is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal.

Since it is a purchase, it is better to buy it at one time.

What's more, the price of a better house is high,

There are also many rebates.

This kind of old house, if it is not a house in the school district, it really cannot be sold at a high price.

Stupid batch!

...

Got murdered again.

Guan Juer's mouth pouted slightly, and his eyes looked aggrieved.

After thinking about it, she walked out of the restaurant with her mobile phone, facing the sun, went under a tree, and hid in the slightly less reflective shade.

Don't be angry...I...I've been picking this for a long time, and I chose this place on purpose.

she said pitifully.

Chu Yao was speechless.

Then you have a good eye.

Okay, let's pick another one, more than 20 million, high-rise, large flat, villas are fine, go.

never mind.

This is a silly batch.

What's the point of being angry with a fool?

Already accustomed to Gao Jing's intelligence and maturity, and Jiang Lingyun's delicate and quick-wittedness, Chu Yao really can't stand her naivety.

However, in bed...

cough.

obedient.

Chu Yao was ready to hang up after speaking.

Wait...wait a minute.

Guan Juer said hurriedly.

Then carefully explain.

This...it's safe here.

This is the family compound of the Public Security Bureau. Not far from the gate is the Public Security Bureau. The people living in the community are all family members.

Across the road, there is also the fire department.

The alley ahead is the Armed Police Corps.

I...I'm looking for here...you...are you safe?

She hesitated, faltered, hesitated, and took several breaths before she finished speaking.

hear this...

Chu Yao swallowed, his sharp Adam's apple twitched, and he was speechless for a while.

Stupid is a little silly.

But... hey.

I haven't reached the point where I can't tell good from bad.

Extremely naive, inexplicably cute.

Chu Yao couldn't help laughing out loud.

Then according to your thinking, we should buy an iron house, with iron walls, iron doors, and even iron windows, leaving only a ventilation hole and a food delivery port, okay?

When Guan Juer reacted to this, she understood, and couldn't help but smile and said, Isn't that a prison?

You know it too!

Prison is the safest place, where do you live?

Okay, good boy, let the agent take you to find a high-end community, preferably close to your unit, buy a high-rise, no less than 20 million.

Chu Yao made a point of explaining again.

If 20 million is swiped out, the 100 times rebate is 2 billion, which should be enough for a while.

Oh.

Then...then I'll go.

...

Hang up the video.

On the way to Jiang Zhenhua's office, Chu Yao faintly remembered something.

It seems that... besides Guan Juer, he also agreed to buy a house for someone else.

Who's coming?

Oh.

correct.

Su Yuechan.

Although it was agreed on the bed.

Usually, most of the time, what a man promises in bed cannot be counted.

It is often the result of the upper body being dominated by the lower body.

More on that later.

However, for me, it's money anyway.

In Sanya, she performed well, so she should buy it.

Now is the time to spend money.

So, buy it?

Chu Yao wanted to dial her number, but when he called, he hesitated inexplicably, and the hand that had just dialed stopped.

hesitate.

Quick self-examination - hesitation means that you can do it or not.

If you can do it or not, then don't do it.

As for the reason...

Dig to the deepest part of my heart for the reason, or because of... fetters.

Buying bags, watches, clothes, skirts, or even cars, these are all chattels, if you give them away, you just pay for them.

No distress, no psychological burden.

But when buying a house, there is always a sense of fetters in it.

From ancient times to the present, houses have been one of the lifelines of Chinese men.

Where there is a house, there is a big house.

If there are two houses, there is a second room.

By analogy, three rooms, four rooms, five rooms...

Because of Gao Jing, at this moment, Chu Yao is cautious and restrained, and has this kind of bond relationship with more other women.

At least for now.

After just finishing this lunch, Chu Yao couldn't do such a thing.

How do you say that?

——

Like, that is presumptuous.

But love is restraint.

In this case, the taste of chicken soup is a bit too strong, and there is a lot of MSG.

To put it bluntly-

When you only have a bunch of T2 heroes to choose from, then go wild, they are all the same anyway, even if you lose the game, the winning rate doesn't hurt.

But if there is a T0-level hero, then... must be born.

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