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Chapter five hundred and thirty second not what you think

Xue Chen, who was still sleeping soundly a moment ago, opened his eyes, but there was no trace of sleepiness. He looked at Ning Xuanxuan, who was in the same bed and was very close to him.

Seriously, you warned me not to do anything rude to you, but why did you do something to me while I was sleeping?"

Ning Xuanxuan suddenly blushed, lowered her head slightly, pursed her pink lips twice, her hands seemed to have been burned, and she wanted to quickly retract into her quilt.

But a big hand took the lead, grabbed the soft and delicate hand that had just touched his face, and held it firmly in the palm, as if holding a piece of the finest mutton-fat jade, which was smooth and warm, and had an excellent feel.

, making people reluctant to let go.

"What are you doing, let go." Sister Xuan scolded softly, panting slightly, with an irrepressible vibrato in her voice, which seemed very weak.

Xue Chen looked at Sister Xuan lying next to him and face to face with him, looking at her smooth and bright cheeks with a touch of rosy red, her eyes narrowed and a little palpitating, she moved her head closer and said with a chuckle: "Sister Xuan

, I could clearly count just now, you secretly touched my face a total of thirteen times."

"As a human being, you have to be reasonable. You touched me secretly thirteen times, and I have to touch me back, no more, no less, thirteen times. We don't owe each other, how about it?" Xue Chen grabbed one of Sister Xuan's.

With his little hands, he also moved his body closer, so that the two of them were almost touching, with only two layers of quilts separating them.

At this moment, his eyes were in a trance, and for some reason he remembered the first time he met Sister Xuan. It still feels like it happened yesterday and is clearly visible.

He was standing on the roadside waiting for the landlord. Suddenly, a fiery red Ferrari braked suddenly and stopped in front of him. She naturally showed her outstanding temperament, was dazzling and fashionable, and got out of the car.

He was deeply shocked and felt like she was a precious pearl.

His first thought at the time was that he didn't know what kind of man could be worthy of such a woman, and now she was lying in front of him, within reach, wearing only pajamas, and he could even feel a trace of her rapid breathing.

Nice warm and sweet smell.

Ning Xuanxuan pretended to be calm and rolled her eyes, pursed her lips and said nothing, but her heart began to tremble, especially when she heard that Xue Chen was about to touch her back, which made her gasp a little.

I was out of breath, so nervous that I couldn't even think about anything.

Why were the two of them lying on the same bed? Ning Xuanxuan suddenly felt so magical, as if she had had a strange dream.

She still remembers the first time she saw the big boy who was now next to her. He was wearing washed white jeans and an ordinary striped shirt, with short hair, just standing on the road like that.

While waiting, when she got out of the car, she even saw him lowering his head with a sense of inferiority, and a lonely look in his face.

She rented out a lot of properties, and the asking prices were not high, but she was very selective. She would never rent to someone she didn't like. It happened that he liked the property, so she agreed to rent it to him.

The rent was not much, but it was always difficult for him to pay the rent. It would inevitably take a few days. Of course, she didn't care. For her, renting a house was just to find something to do in her boring life.

She never dreamed that this day would come, deep in the mountains, late at night, she would lie face to face on a big bed with him, or be in the situation of being 'bullied', and she was only one or two steps away from being honest with her.

See you.

At this time, Xue Chen's voice interrupted all the memories in Ning Xuanxuan's heart: "Sister Xuanxuan, if you don't speak, then I will take it as your promise. Don't worry, you just touched me thirteen times, and I will only return the favor."

I'll give you thirteen times, not once too much, not once too little. You're innocent. If you don't believe me, count it yourself. If you touch us more, I can let you touch us two more times. The extra touch will be considered as

How about compensation for you?"

At this moment, Ning Xuanxuan took a deep breath quickly, her eyes were like mist, her pink lips opened slightly, and she struggled to spit out a few words, her voice trembled slightly, soft and weak: "Little brother, you really don't want it.

Face."

As soon as this sentence came out, a cold big hand, like an impolite guest, rushed in aggressively and eagerly, and got into the warm and fragrant bed covered by her body. Before she could wait,

She used her other hand to stop it, or stood up to avoid it. A certain soft spot had been kneaded gently but not too hard.

"Well."

With just this moment, all the energy in Ning Xuanxuan's body was pulled out of her body like a waterfall. On the limp bed, she could not help but let out a slight moan, which went back and forth a thousand times.

"Sister Xuan, you have to count carefully. This is the first blow, and there are twelve more." Xue Chen succeeded with one blow, and the wonderful feeling was beyond words.

Ning Xuanxuan opened her bright and moist eyes and stared at the guy in front of her who was messing around with her body with his big hands. She didn't resist anymore. She did carefully count how many times Xue Chen had touched her, but

As I kept counting, I didn't just count to eight or nine, my mind went blank and I forgot to continue counting, but the final number must have exceeded thirteen, maybe even one hundred and thirteen...

Early in the morning, Jiang Huilan got up early to make breakfast. When she passed by the door of a room, she saw the door was ajar. She glanced inside and found that no one was there and the quilt was no longer there. Just when she was confused, she heard from the stairs.

There was the sound of footsteps, and when I turned around, I saw Ning Xuanxuan in pajamas coming down from the third floor with light steps, holding a quilt.

When Ning Xuanxuan saw Jiang Huilan, the expression on her pretty face became extremely unnatural. She blushed slightly and blurted out: "Sister Jiang, it's not what you think."

"Oh, oh." Jiang Huilan agreed softly. Not wanting to embarrass Ning Xuanxuan, she turned around and went downstairs, leaving a somewhat annoyed and ashamed Ning Xuanxuan alone.

After breakfast, after Qi Hu and Ning Xuanxuan left together, Jiang Huilan began to tidy up the housework and clean the room. When she was making the bed in Xue Chen's bedroom on the third floor, she touched the sheets inadvertently and looked at them carefully.

Although there were some wrinkles on the eyes, as if someone had rolled on them, and there were even a few long hairs left behind, there were indeed no traces of that kind of thing, and the sheets had not been changed secretly from yesterday.

She felt very strange for a moment. Could it be that she was really thinking wrong, wasn't that the case?



In Sunan City, after more than half a month of rush work, the third branch of Zhuoyue Antiques has finally completed its decoration. Although it is not very luxurious, let alone grand, there is a rustic atmosphere everywhere.

Wang Dong has already prepared the goods to fill the third store. As soon as the decoration is completed, he will immediately start sending the goods to southern Jiangsu and putting them on the shelves. As long as he recruits enough people, he can open the store.

Many friends near and far around Xue Chen knew that he was preparing for a third branch. During this period, some people also recommended some young people who wanted to make a living in the antique business and wanted to send them to Zhuoyue Antique Su.

Go to work in Nandian.

Firstly, the salary of assistants in Zhuoyue Antique Store is considered to be among the best among peers, which is not a secret. Secondly, working as a assistant in an antique store can also exercise your eyesight and ability, which can be regarded as a solid first step to enter the antique industry.

In the end, Xue Chen accepted the two nephews of two friends he knew in the antique circle and sent them to Southern Jiangsu, so that the store clerks would be there.

A store also needs a manager, appraiser, and accountant. Wei Minghua took the first two positions. On the issue of whether to hire an accountant, Xue Chen and Wei Minghua sat in the renovated reception room on the second floor and talked.

Wei Minghua has a relatively calm personality and speaks very little, but his meaning is very clear. There is no need to hire an additional accountant. He is capable of handling these tasks alone.

Xue Chen also respected Wei Minghua's suggestion and said sincerely: "Brother Wei, you worked in Daxing. After you resigned, it was Huang Pinqing. You may have heard Uncle Shen talk about this person. Now, Huang Pinqing is here

Yang'an store, you also came to help me, which saved me a lot of trouble. I'm very grateful. Uncle Shen also trusts you, and I also believe that you can take care of the Sunan store."

Wei Minghua looked down at the ground, still not saying much.

After another two or three days of busy work, the Excellence Sunan store was basically ready and ready to open at any time. Xue Chen started calling to invite guests.

The first reaction of many people after receiving the call is that Joyo has opened another branch? But they remember that the Yang'an branch has only been open for less than half a year, and now it has opened a third branch. Isn't this expansion speed too fast?

Soon.

I calculated in my mind that even Haicheng's Zhuoyue store had just held its first anniversary celebration, so wouldn't it be like opening a branch in half a year?

All the remaining twenty-seven branches in Haicheng received the invitations, and even the Shengshi antique store that once came to pick up trouble on the anniversary celebration of Excellence also received the invitations.

Xue Chen, who was in charge of inviting customers when the Yang'an branch opened, personally called to inform them. About 30% of the people said they would definitely go, while the remaining 70% were ambiguous. Most of them replied that they would definitely go if they had free time and would rush there in person that day.

People from the past account for about 60%.

This time it was also him who made the call. Unlike the last time, 70% of the people he called were very familiar and eager to say that they would come in person to support him. However, he did not know whether the heir would come in person this time.

On the second floor of Haicheng Zhuoyue Antiques Store, only Xue Chen and Wang Dong were sitting and chatting about some branch matters.

"Hey, I wonder how many red envelopes I can receive this time." Wang Dong rubbed his palms, his narrowed eyes filled with enthusiasm and excitement.

Xue Chen smiled lightly while holding the tea cup and ignored it.

Wang Dong smiled and said to himself: "I found that no matter what business I do now, it is not as fast as receiving red envelopes to make money. Even weddings and funerals can bring a considerable amount of income. I now

Still remember the total number of gift money and red envelopes we received when we opened this store, how much do you think it was?"

Before Xue Chen could say anything, Wang Dong revealed the answer himself: "A total of 110,000! Most of them are from my father's business friends and some relatives. At that time, I thought that this number is really quite a lot.

But then the Yang'an branch opened, how much do you think it took? Oh, no need to guess, you also know that the total is 580,000, more than five times!" (To be continued)


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