I have a promise with the beauty

Yang Qingshan wants to hold an Olympic Games on the beach. In order to make it a success, Yang Qingshan proposes to hold some kind of diving competition or fishing competition first to test the market response. If the effect is good, he will hold it on a grand scale and upgrade this form to a sport.

The beach model is held every year and has become a feature of Xiao Pier Beach and has been unanimously approved by everyone.

After leaving Laowangtou Seafood Restaurant, Yang Qingshan was sent out by more than a dozen bosses, giving Yang Qingshan a good feeling of vanity.

"You are very smart." Murong Qiushui looked at Yang Qingshan who was still frustrated and said with a happy smile.

"I'm not smart at all. I got inspiration from the Olympic news on TV. I have to thank you for this." Yang Qingshan became modest.

"Thank me? I didn't say anything." Murong Qiushui was surprised, blinking at Yang Qingshan with confused eyes.

"I should thank you. You have been watching TV, so I took a look at it."

"So that's it, but I still think you are very smart." Murong Qiushui became a little nervous, thinking to himself that Yang Qingshan had been paying attention to him.

Yang Qingshan smiled proudly, looked at the gradually darkening sea and said: "The test will start the day after tomorrow, will you come?"

"Me? Are you inviting me?" Murong Qiushui looked at Yang Qingshan with his eyes wide open, his face a little red.

"Invitation? Do rich people like you talk like this? Are you coming or not?" Yang Qingshan said, finding it funny.

Murong Qiu Shui's face suddenly turned pale. He looked at Yang Qingshan with a wry smile and said, "We'll talk about it then."

Yang Qingshan didn't know that his words had hurt Murong Qiushui. Seeing Murong Qiushui's unhappy look, he murmured in his heart. He seemed to understand something. He quickly thought about it, and suddenly an idea lit up in his head.

"Murong Qiushui."

"kindness?"

"Can you help with hiring a referee or something? I want to make the game more professional."

"Referee? Okay, I'll ask the butler." Murong Qiu Shui nodded and said.

"Hehe, we invited the referee. When we participate in the competition...hehe." Yang Qingshan suddenly succeeded in his trick and laughed evilly, especially when the word "we" was emphasized.

"Is this considered bribery of the referee?" Murong Qiushui said with a blink of an eye, seemingly not paying attention to the heavily accented word 'we'.

"How can this be counted? We are helping each other. We pay the referees to help us, and they help us complete the game. Murong Qiushui, you are thinking too much." Yang Qingshan said seriously.

"It makes sense." Murong Qiushui tasted the taste and snickered.

"Your housekeeper is here." Yang Qingshan saw the gray-haired housekeeper walking over on the road.

"I'm going back." Murong Qiushui said with some reluctance and glanced at Yang Qingshan.

"Be careful on the road. Don't run away from home. If you are unhappy with your family, come to me. I will cook different seafood for you every day." Yang Qingshan smiled.

"Well, by the way, I seem to have brought the wrong clothes to you today. I will bring them to you when I come next time." Murong Qiu Shui said guiltily, turned around and walked quickly towards the housekeeper.

"What do these clothes mean?" Yang Qingshan was puzzled, scratched his hair and returned to the small building.

When Murong Qiushui followed the housekeeper to the luxury car, he suddenly stopped and looked at Yang Qingshan who entered the small building. There was a hint of little girl's cunningness in the corner of his mouth. At the same time, he was wondering if he had fallen into Yang Qingshan's trick, so he looked at the housekeeper.

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"housekeeper."

"Miss."

"We are participating in the competition, am I among us?" Murong Qiu Shui asked expectantly.

"Yes, Miss, are you going to participate in any competition? Your health is not good." The housekeeper said worriedly.

"Nothing, go back." Murong Qiushui snickered and entered the car, tilting his head and thinking about our participation in the competition.

Yang Qingshan stayed in the corridor on the second floor for a minute, and after making sure Lu Yao fell asleep, he went up to the rooftop. As a result, he was overwhelmed by the table of bowls and chopsticks. He thought to himself that he had cooked this meal, so why did he need the bowl and chopsticks?

I'll clean it myself.

"Forget it, let's revise the three chapters of the agreement tomorrow." Yang Qingshan encouraged himself and went to the kitchen with the bowls and chopsticks.

After washing the bowl, Yang Qingshan started to boil the medicinal soup. He took a shower while the medicinal soup was not ready, then boiled water and poured it into the large pot on the rooftop. After everything was done, the medicinal soup was also ready.

After pouring the boiling water into the pot, Yang Qingshan took off his clothes, closed his eyes and soaked in the soup without losing any time.

Lu Yao sneaked up to the rooftop with bare feet and no sound at all. She was immediately startled by the huge pot and Yang Qingshan inside the pot. She opened her mouth wide as if she saw a monster.

Yang Qingshan opened his eyes, posed as if he was practicing a peerless magical skill, and looked at Lu Yao with disdain.

"You're still wearing sports shorts and a T-shirt. You don't look feminine at all. It's so hard to stay up late at night watching handsome guys."

"You, you, you... what are you doing?" Lu Yao stuttered and pointed at Yang Qingshan.

"Let's practice martial arts in the bath." Yang Qingshan said matter-of-factly.

"Nana...do you have a huge pot for bathing? You don't know how to soak in a bathtub in the bathroom."

"There is no bathtub at home." Yang Qingshan said aggrievedly, and deliberately stood up and said: "Okay, let's go to the bathroom."

"Ah!" Lu Yao screamed, hiding at the top of the stairs and saying, "Don't move!"

"What are you doing? Don't you want me to go to the bathroom?" Yang Qingshan said pretending to be stupid.

"Don't go there if there's no bathtub, just stay here." Lu Yao said without tears, turned around and went downstairs.

"Small, you want to look at me for a while, but I won't even look at you." Yang Qingshan said contemptuously, retracted and started to bathe again, but a light flashed at the top of the stairs, and Lu Yao disappeared with her mobile phone.

"Damn! Posted on Weibo again!" Yang Qingshan was angry and wanted to catch up, but he was reluctant to part with a pot of medicinal soup. He struggled in his heart for a few seconds, and then saw Lu Yao proudly appearing at the stairs again, with her hand in her hand.

Holding the phone and smiling evilly at herself.

"What do you want to do? I have no money, so you are robbing me of sex." Yang Qingshan said depressedly.

"As long as I move my finger, the Weibo will be sent out." Lu Yao said threateningly.

"Tell me, what are the specific requirements?"

"I don't clean the room."

"That's it? The request is too high. Let's change it and talk about life."

"Do you want to do it or not? It's done." Lu Yao shouted.

"Do it, do it." Yang Qingshan raised his hands and said in surrender.

"That's pretty much it. I'll buy you a bathtub tomorrow. I'm losing money." Lu Yao arrogantly took back her phone, but she touched the screen with her finger and posted on Weibo.

"What's wrong? Look at how dumbfounded you are, don't be obsessed with me." Yang Qingshan smiled without knowing the situation.

"Send it out, think about it a little bit, life is full of surprises." Lu Yao said guiltily, turned around and ran away.

Yang Qingshan completely collapsed and vowed to create a Weibo blog to expose Lu Yao wearing sportswear at night.

ps: rolling all over the floor, asking for collection, asking for flowers