Chapter 1308: 1315

Aware of the movement around him, Yu Tingyu wakes up from the overlapping nephrite and finds that Jiangshan dance and Jiang Yuanchi are serving the man who just came out of the bathroom to dress.

After glancing at the chaos on the big bed, Yu Tingyu quickly regained his spirits, touched a long skirt that he didn't know, put it on, passed the girls who were sleeping or pretended to be sleeping, got out of bed, came forward, said good morning to the man in English, and actively tried to help.

The well-dressed Jiangshan dance saw Yu Tingyu coming, and the boss didn't object, so he took the initiative to get out of the way, turned to the bedside table next to the big bed, and picked up a pile of seals from last night.

Within an hour, Chen Qing had 31 seals with the four characters "Lianhua childe" but with different fonts, styles and sizes.

Jiangshan dance put the seals into a mahogany box. I can't help thinking of last night.

As usual, they were sent to serve by Chen Qing. They had 31 seals. Unexpectedly, 17 of them were stained with red mud. Because the big bed can't fit, last night also changed several dials just like the previous dinner.

The big boss is really the big boss.

On the other hand, while two girls around him were allowed to wear clothes, Simon was also introspecting. He was a little indulgent last night and planned to abstain for seven days as usual.

Besides, dancing goblins should be less touched.

Don't touch it!

It's too easy to stop.

After all, the man dressed quickly. In a twinkling of an eye, he was already well dressed. Knowing that the opportunity was fleeting, Yu Tingyu finally helped the man pull his casual coat and said in English: "Mr. westero, can I see you again tonight?"

Simon looked at the girl's ruddy face in front of him and asked with a smile, "do you still want to see me?"

Yu Tingyu understands some of the men's subtext. Last night, she was upset, but she still looks sincere with some pity: "of course, Mr. westero, I mean, can I always follow you, go to America with you?"

Simon asked with great interest, "do you want to be with me, or do you want to go to America?"

Yu listened to the rain and said quickly, "I'll be with you."

"I'm sorry, that's not going to work."

Yu Tingyu realized that if she wanted to go to the United States, she might be satisfied. In fact, people in her age don't have that kind of obsession about the house ten or twenty years later. However, it's beyond Yu Tingyu's expectation that men will give each of them a house.

Last night, a group of girls were all about 20 years old. They were recruited by Chen Qing and paid 2000 yuan a month. At present, the average salary is only 700 yuan. Most of them are still average, which is a considerable income level. However, if you want to buy a commercial house with this income of about 100000 yuan, it will take many years, and you have to not eat or drink that kind of house.

As a result, hearing Simon say so, some girls who had been pretending to sleep on the big bed could not help but move.

Simon said no more and turned away from the master bedroom in the cabin.

Jiangshan dance also hastened to keep up with the red wooden box full of seals, while Jiang Yuanchi held another red sandalwood box which was more exquisite and expensive just by looking at its appearance. It was the booty of her boss last night, and Chen Qing specially told them to collect it.

There is also a gym on board, but today there is no need for fitness.

And it's not too early.

After leaving the master bedroom, walking through the guest room outside, Simon noticed the red sandalwood box in Jiang Yuanchi's hand and asked, "what's this?"

Jiang Yuanchi saw the big boss asked, but was embarrassed to answer, so he took the initiative to open it and show Simon.

Simon looked at the white silk under the girl last night. He didn't care about it. He thought the two sisters were worried about the soiling of the sheets. At this time, he understood it and pointed to the outside of the railing: "throw it away. What are you doing with the collection?"

Jiang Yuanchi opened his mouth.

Jiangshan dance way: "boss, this is Chen zongfen ordered."

"It's boring for you to throw Xiaoqing into the lake."

Jiang Yuanchi saw that the big boss said so, and finally looked at his sister. Seeing that she winked, he obediently threw the red sandalwood box into the lake. Listening to the plop of the heavy red sandalwood into the water, he motioned to his sister's mahogany box with a little funny expression.

Jiangshan dance stares at her sister and ignores her.

It's also a pity that the red sandalwood box just now is more expensive than the mahogany box in my hand and all kinds of seals. I just threw it away, and I made her not to throw it away.Black sheep!

Simon ignores the little interaction between the two sisters and comes to the restaurant. Chen Qing and Mo Wuling, who stayed here last night, are having dinner.

Seeing Simon, the two girls quickly get up. Chen Qing glances at the two sisters behind the man, smiles and hugs her boss. Good morning, she says, "I thought the boss would have to wait a little longer to get up. Ah Ling and I had dinner first."

Simon didn't mind. He nodded to Mo Wuling and sat down at the table.

Mo Wuling then sat down again and looked at the man beside him with the same complex expression, sour, hate, and some reluctant appearance.

Chen Qing didn't immediately sit down with her. Instead, she went out to help her boss prepare breakfast. When she came out of the door, she asked Jiang Shan dance, which came up with her sign: "how many

Jiangshan dance follows Chen Qing and whispers a number.

Chen Qing shook his head regretfully: "the boss is still not strong enough."

Jiangshan dance echoed softly: "can we continue tonight?"

"Well, the boss won't continue. Maybe he won't do anything in the next few days."

"Ah?"

It was Jiang Yuanchi who made the noise.

Chen Qing takes a look in the past: "are you sorry?"

Jiang Yuanchi shook his head and blushed.

Chen Qing reacts again, glances at the mahogany box in Jiangshan dance's hand and asks, "what about that?"

"The boss asked me to throw it away."

"Oh."

Chen Qing is not surprised to hear that Jiang Yuanchi said it was his boss's decision.

In a word, my boss doesn't even like young children, and it's even more impossible to collect those things. I'm just doing too much.

Jiang Yuanchi didn't dare to say that someone asked them to throw Chen Qing into the lake together. Instead, he mentioned another command from the man in the bedroom: "Mr. Chen, the boss said, let's give each of the girls a house."

"Tut, the boss is so generous again."

Jiang Yuanchi said tentatively, "shall we send them?"

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"Send ah, the boss's words of course to listen to," Chen Qing did not hesitate, and then added: "must be limited to the seal, you pick some real estate information to them in the morning."

Jiangshan dance think about their boss did not say that all the girls last night or stamped, but she also agreed with Chen Qing's opinion, can not let those girls just dance to take a house.

"Mr. Chen, do my sister and I have a share?" he said

Chen Qing also gave her one eye: "you grow a bit promising."

Jiang Yuanchi spat out his tongue, giggled a few times and didn't mention it again. Because of the constant change of their identities, the two of them do not really care about a house, whether they are getting 20000 yuan a month or US dollars, let alone other benefits.

When he came back to the restaurant with a warm breakfast specially prepared for his boss, Simon, who had just got along with Mo Wuling in a strange atmosphere, asked her, "by the way, tell me about the commercial real estate situation in Suzhou?"

Chen Qing can also understand that her boss deliberately ignores a girl. Since it's Simon's decision, she is not deliberately fanning the flames. While serving her boss with the delicious soup, she says, "just started, we are still continuing welfare housing distribution, so there are not many commercial houses, mainly concentrated in the downtown area."

Speaking of this, Chen Qing shared breakfast with her boss, sat down and continued: "as for us, not to mention the overall area of Jinshu film and Television City, I set up three real estate companies in Suzhou last year. In the past year, I mainly hoarded land according to the boss's plan, and have won 70 hectares of land, mainly concentrated in the industrial areas in the city center and eastern suburbs, Next we will try to develop. In addition, Vanke, which we have acquired shares in, is planning a 20 hectare real estate on the West Bank of Jinji Lake. When the new year passes completely, it will start to be demolished. The development cycle is about two years. Ah, to tell the boss, this is a project that Mr. Wang and I have talked about. Because the local real estate industry is not large-scale, we plan to steal from Vanke. "

Simon nodded and asked, "what's the average price?"

"In terms of commercial housing, the average price is about 1400, and the fluctuation range is very large. There are a lot of 561 flats, and there are also 23001 flats. The main reason is that the market is not standardized and does not scale. If we say welfare housing, it's two, three, four or five hundred. " Chen Qing said, "boss, although we have confirmed the change of the wind direction above, we may abolish welfare housing allocation and promote the commercialization of housing in the future. But if the real estate industry does not develop as fast as the boss said, the result may be a bit bad. Last year, we actually invested 500 million US dollars in land hoarding, This is more than 4 billion yuan? "Simon clearly remembers that after the complete change of domestic policy in 1998, there will be a nationwide outbreak in the real estate industry around the millennium. The current global and domestic economic environment is as it used to be, and the general trend is unlikely to change.

What's more, land hoarding now, even if it is not developed, has been put into use for more than ten or twenty years. Just like Li Chaoren, it is also a large profit to sell it.

Anyway, I can't lose anything.

But there's no way to explain these to Chen Qing. Simon just said, "you always have to take risks in business. Moreover, this year it's still $500 million. Try to spend it."

Chen Qing nodded her head: "as long as the boss is not afraid of compensation, I will definitely have no problem."

After breakfast, the time is more than nine o'clock in the morning.

Last night was a little tired, so he just had a rest. Simon didn't want to be entangled with his work, so he continued to float on the lake.

Instead of listening to the music for pleasure, Chen Qing accompanied her around the ship.

After a walk inside the cabin, he left the cabin and planned to go to the deck to see the scenery and breathe fresh air.

As soon as I turned to the front deck of the ship, I heard the sound of the guitar. Looking for the sound, I found Mo Wuling beside the railing on the other side of the deck.

Chen Qingxin said that he had been hurt a lot. Seeing that his boss didn't want to turn around and return, he left wisely and took away his two minions.

Simon hesitated a little and walked over.

Let's make it clear. There's an end.

Mo Wuling didn't know where to find a folding chair with a back, and he didn't know where to get his guitar. He was sitting on the deck alone, facing the cold wind in the winter morning of Taihu Lake. He looked very independent.

When he noticed that someone was approaching, Mo Wuling took a look and found that it was Simon. He immediately broke the gong and subconsciously stood up and said hello.

Simon took the girl's guitar and sat down on the chair she vacated. He could feel the gentle fragrance left by the girl.

After the sound test, Simon began to tune the strings again and asked, "how can I hide here?"

Mo Wuling, who was occupied by a guy and took away his guitar, relaxed instead. With a small hand on the back of the folding chair, his eyes did not dare to fall on him. Instead, he looked at the vast lake filled with mist. Listening to the man's question, he pretended to be relaxed: "the scenery here is very good. I'm going to practice my guitar, and there won't be any noise here."

Simon just made a noise.

When Mo Wuling saw that the man seemed to have tuned the piano, but still fiddled with the tuneless syllables, she summoned up her courage: "Simon, I heard that your guitar is very good. Can you play a song for me?"

Simon looked up at her with a smile. "What do you want to hear?"

In my mind, I immediately heard a series of songs from the man around me. Mo Wuling hesitated and felt inexplicably that it seemed to have a feeling of saying goodbye. Finally, he said, "can it be a new song, English, OK."

Simon thought about it, fiddled with the strings a few times, became familiar with a tune, and then began to play.

With the shallow singing of the piano, it soon floated on the deck.

*……

*……

*The laughter reminds me of my flowers.

*Open quietly for me in every corner of my life.

*I thought I would always be by her side.

*Today we have left in the sea of people.

*They are all old.

*Where are they.

*So we went to the end of the world.

*……

*……

Mo Wuling didn't expect anything, but he secretly made up his mind. After listening to one of his songs, he cut off some of his outdated ideas.

I didn't expect

Once upon a time, "those flowers" is a classic poem commemorating youth and nostalgia for the past. As a result, for a girl who has just made up her mind to abandon the past, it becomes a big killer.

Neither did Simon.

Playing and singing, also some miss a certain time and space of some past, the sky seems to rain.

Look up.

But it's a pear blossom face with rain.

A girl saw him stop playing and found her state, so she turned her head.

A moment later, he turned around with a look of hate: "Simon, you're an asshole."

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