After waiting for a minute, Tong Mengya opened the door: "Come in!"
Tong Mengya was not wearing any clothes. In fact, no one else had brought any clothes. They were still wrapped in bathrobes, and their chests were vaguely visible.
Originally, I planned to return on the same day for this outing, but because Guo Jun deliberately delayed his time, he stayed here for one more night.
With a minute of buffering, Zhou Zichen didn't feel so embarrassed. When he walked in, he saw Tong Mengya closing the door and locked the door.
Zhou Zichen is not stupid, he naturally knows that Tong Mengya has made some preparations, and it is obvious that he intends to let Zhou Zichen spend the night here.
Zhou Zichen was also hesitating in his mind, wandering between firmness and lack of firmness.
"Thank you for what happened today!" Tong Mengya said first.
Zhou Zichen sat down by the bed and said, "Say anything to me to thank you."
Originally, Tong Mengya had nothing to say, but now she had no intention of thinking about anything else, but Zhou Zichen's words made Tong Mengya couldn't help but think more. So what kind of relationship doesn't require saying thank you? A relationship between a couple?
"Why are you here?" Tong Mengya asked again.
Suddenly the atmosphere between the two of them was a little awkward, and the atmosphere seemed a little ambiguous. What are you doing here? Come to chat in the middle of the night? It's already one or two o'clock.
Tong Mengya didn't ask, but Zhou Zichen really didn't think about it carefully and just came here subconsciously.
Zhou Zichen secretly asked himself: "Could it be that I also have sperm in my brain?"
Zhou Zichen explained: "Lin Fanrui ran to my room. I made an excuse to come out. I had nowhere to go, so I came to you."
Tong Mengya became a little angry and sat down next to Zhou Zichen: "Why is she like this? She and her boyfriend are still together."
Seeing Tong Mengya's angry look, Zhou Zichen felt cute in his heart, but he didn't want her to misunderstand him: "Don't worry! I don't like him like that. I like you who are simpler. She thinks too much."
Zhou Zichen was speaking from his heart, and he was just saying it casually, but when he saw Tong Mengya's shy look, he suddenly realized that his words seemed to have some provocative meaning.
"You...what did you just say?" Tong Mengya asked, lowering her head.
Zhou Zichen said "Ah" subconsciously. He didn't know whether to say what he just said again. He hesitated and said: "I said that I don't like secular girls like Lin Fanrui. I prefer someone as simple as you."
Although Tong Mengya still lowered her head, anyone could see the smile on her lips and brows.
"He's in your room and hasn't left yet?"
Zhou Zichen shrugged: "I don't know, I guess I haven't left yet!"
"It's not too early now, just sleep here all night!" When Tong Mengya said the last sentence, her voice could almost only be heard by herself.
Fortunately, Zhou Zichen was sitting next to her, so he could hear her and subconsciously said "hmm".
Tong Mengya didn't say anything, and stood up to go to the other side of the bed, but as soon as she stood up, the bath towel became loose because she sat down, and suddenly the bath towel fell off her body.
Tong Mengya stretched out her hand to grab it, but was a step too slow.
Seeing this, Zhou Zichen hesitated whether to grab it. After all, if he reached out to grab it, he would definitely touch Tong Mengya's body, but it didn't seem good to let the towel fall down like this.
"Snapped……"
Zhou Zichen grabbed it out without grabbing the towel, but slapped Tong Mengya firmly on the buttocks. The crisp sound made Zhou Zichen want to slap himself.
Zhou Zichen quickly retracted his hand: "I just wanted to grab the bath towel."
"No...it's okay!" Tong Mengya quickly picked up the bath towel and wrapped it quickly. She had already made some preparations, so she didn't wear anything underneath.
The two of them were awkward and ambiguous, and vaguely affectionate. It seemed like something was about to happen, but they didn't know how to take that step.
"Are you taking off your clothes? It's not convenient to sleep with clothes on!" Tong Mengya wrapped herself in a bath towel and got into bed.
Zhou Zichen took off his belt, took off his pants and put them on the bedside, then slipped into bed wearing a pair of underwear.
Zhou Zichen now had an impulse, but the figure of Wang Ziqi appeared in his mind unconsciously. In the end, even Meng Di, Tian Huizhen, and Guan Xiaoxue appeared.
Zhou Zichen knew he had a chance, but he was afraid that he would fail Tong Mengya.
Tong Mengya is a good girl!
"Zi Chen!" Tong Mengya shouted softly.
Zhou Zichen said "hmm" and turned to look at Tong Mengya. He found that Tong Mengya's bath towel had been placed on the bedside table. She must be naked now.
"Turn off the lights?" Tong Mengya asked softly.
"It won't be closed, we paid for it anyway!" the two people said without saying a word.
I don't know when he fell asleep. Zhou Zichen even regretted coming to Tong Mengya's place and making himself suffer.
When Zhou Zichen opened his eyes, he found that he was holding the sleeping Tong Mengya in his arms. Her soft skin was so close to his that he could even feel the rise and fall of Tong Mengya's breathing.
Seeing the laziness between Tong Mengya's eyebrows and the slightest smile on her lips as she slept, Zhou Zichen couldn't help but feel a ripple in his heart.
Afraid of disturbing Tong Mengya's sleep, Zhou Zichen kept his original posture without moving after waking up.
Until Tong Mengya turned over dishonestly and pressed her thigh against Zhou Zichen's abdomen, causing the strong brother to be "severely" oppressed.
Zhou Zichen's face turned red instantly, his hands couldn't help shaking, and his waist stiffened slightly, but it woke up Tong Mengya.
"What's wrong with you?" Tong Mengya asked in a daze, and then like a frightened kitten, she quickly took her legs away: "Um... I... are you okay?"
Zhou Zichen let out a long breath: "It's okay!"
"Would you like to take a look?" Tong Mengya asked cautiously.
"Don't worry, it's not that fragile!" Zhou Zichen also felt that there should be no problem, after all, it is still strong.
The conversation between the two people was full of ambiguity, but they seemed to maintain an ambiguous distance, and neither of them took that step, leaving both of them with a sense of "simpleness" in their hearts.
It was less than ten o'clock. All the students probably drank too much and no one got up. Zhou Zichen got dressed and went out to order breakfast with the waiter.
Zhou Zichen called everyone up. After Zhou Zichen called everyone up, he went to call the eldest Tong Mengya. The main reason was that Tong Mengya hadn't gotten up yet and was afraid that there would be any ambiguity between the two of them, so he went last.
The name is Tong Mengya.
Fortunately, everything went smoothly. Although Zhou Zichen and Tong Mengya were just sitting together during the meal, and Zhou Zichen also brought Tong Mengya two of her favorite pickled cabbage buns, nothing unexpected happened.
At around nine o'clock in the morning, Zhou Zichen asked the hotel to help him contact a minibus to go home. Although there were only a dozen people, the hotel arranged it very quickly. It took only ten minutes to arrange it and he went back to Songcheng directly.
Because he went out for a day of fun, Zhou Zichen was also preparing to return to Jiangdong City.
Tong Mengya's job was easy, and she complained to Zhou Zichen intentionally or unintentionally that she didn't know where to go and was bored every day.
Zhou Zichen casually asked Tong Mengya to go to Jiangdong City for a few days, but Tong Mengya agreed immediately.
Fortunately, Tong Mengya had a job with the Su family. No matter how easy the job was, she still had to ask for leave. So when Zhou Zichen went back, Tong Mengya still had to ask for a few days off from her "master", so she had to let Zhou Zichen go back to Jiangdong City first.
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Zhou Zichen returned to Jiangdong City alone, and Mr. Guan arranged for someone to pick up Zhou Zichen that day.
Although Zhou Zichen didn't think there was any problem at the exhibition, Tao Yuewu made the grievance with the Chuxiong Group very difficult and reported it to the police in such a thrilling way that Zhou Zichen almost thought it was something big.
Mr. Guan also specially arranged for someone to pick up Zhou Zichen at the airport, but Zhou Zichen couldn't think of anything pleasant to do about his nephew, except for Tao Yuewu.
After listening to Zhou Zichen's narration, Mr. Guan couldn't help but admired: "I didn't expect the people from the Chuxiong Group to be so insidious."
Zhou Zichen didn't think there was anything impressive about these things: "It's all thanks to Ouyang Xun's copybook. Without Ouyang Xun's copybook, it wouldn't be so easy to deal with."
Mr. Guan smiled and said: "Copybooks are dead, people are alive. If it weren't for you, this exhibition would not have achieved such a big harvest. For example, if you saw through that the Tang Sancai they displayed was fake, this would be a big deal for the Chuxiong Group.
A big blow, as well as the attitude of the Su family, also made it more difficult for them. Ordinary people will not be favored by the Su family."
The harvest that Mr. Guan mentioned was mainly aimed at the Chuxiong Group. The Guan family and the Chuxiong Group can be said to be world enemies. Both sides are competing in several industries. Zhou Zichen can give the Chuxiong Group a hard slap this time.
Mr. Guan was naturally happy about the slap.
Zhou Zichen was almost embarrassed by what he said. It was just something natural: "The old man is so complimentary."
Mr. Guan laughed and said, "That's not true. Originally, I wanted to use this exhibition to lay the groundwork, and then go find someone to discuss it before opening an antique city."
"But, your exhibition this time has been very effective. Many businessmen in the antique industry have called and are willing to cooperate with us. I thought about it and found that according to the current conditions, we can start building an antique city."
Zhou Zichen immediately understood that building an antique city was the focus of the old man's search for him: "This is good, and congratulations to the old man."
Mr. Guan looked at Zhou Zichen and said, "I'm going to let you help me look after this antique city. I'll consider you to be a shareholder. What do you think? I'll give you 20% of the shares as dividends."
10% of the shares may seem small, but you must know that the antiques in an antique city are worth at least 200 million.
If it is to be high-end, according to normal conditions, ten antiques worth more than ten million yuan are placed in the antique city, which is worth 100 million. Then various categories of antiques, porcelain, calligraphy and painting, jade, incense burners, four treasures of the study, etc. are placed.
Each category requires high-quality products worth more than one million yuan, which adds up to dozens of items, at least around 100 million, and then hundreds of thousands of items. The demand is very large, and the venue is also a big problem.
After calculation, 200 million is still not enough.
With such a budget, these quantities are still relatively small, and there is no budget even for antiques valued at 30 to 50 million yuan.
Mr. Guan paid so much money and gave Zhou Zichen 20% of the shares. Naturally, he had his own reasons: "Xiao Zhou, do you agree?"
Zhou Zichen couldn't figure out what Mr. Guan's purpose was, but Mr. Guan probably didn't have any bad intentions for him: "Okay, just listen to me."