Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

"Where are you going to put your hands?" Shy and anxious, Jing Yulan pushed Yang Rui away, glared at him, and said, "You are too courageous!"

"We generally say that you are too courageous." Yang Rui said with a playful smile, still reminiscing about the touch just now.

Compared with the conventional knowledge he knew, Mr. Jing's waist was obviously very soft, and his chest was obviously very soft and firm, whether it was touching it with hands or leaning on it, it was quite comfortable.

This beautiful figure usually takes a long time to get.

I really want to feel it for a while.

While tasting, Yang Rui asked suspiciously: "I haven't seen you exercising, do you usually exercise?"

"Is now the time to talk about this?" Jing Yulan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, her expression was vivid.

Yang Rui chuckled and asked, "Then what should I say now?"

While asking questions, Yang Rui’s eyes were still roaming around Jing Yulan’s body. Such straight thighs are rare. Don’t look at girls showing their thighs all over the street 30 years later, but you are sitting at the pedestrian street staring, so straight and long, The thighs are extremely tender and white, and I can't find a pair in three to five days. In the exhibition where various models gather, I can see some, but if I look at it with my face, the hope is also slim.

What's more, face-to-face appreciation is completely different from on-stage and off-stage observation.

Seeing and touching are different.

"You are too courageous." Jing Yulan repeated what Yang Rui had just taught, and then found that Yang Rui could not be deterred by words at all.

Yang Rui didn't even blush.

Moreover, the scene just now cannot be said to be intentional by Yang Rui. As for eating tofu with his eyes, it cannot be regarded as molesting either.

Jing Yulan took a deep breath and said helplessly, "Get out of the way, I'll change clothes."

"Why change clothes?" Yang Rui was surprised, what beautiful shorts... Although he didn't pay much attention to the shorts themselves, the effect of the shorts was still very good.

Jing Yulan said angrily: "I only wear it lightly when I'm at home alone, who knew you would come back suddenly."

"School has started, I can't come back." Yang Rui retorted plausibly.

Jing Yulan said aggrievedly: "I came to help you clean up the room just because I knew you would be back soon."

"So I came back, opened the door with my key, and saw you who came to tidy up the room because I knew I was coming back soon, and you dressed beautifully. This is not normal." Yang Rui also answered logically. .

Jing Yulan's attention was attracted by the adjective at the end of the sentence. Before she entered the inner room, she couldn't help but ask, "You look beautiful in this way?"

"Of course it's beautiful." Yang Rui rolled his eyes and said, "Otherwise, you can dress like this at home, so you don't have to change it."

Jing Yulan closed the door with a "slap", and said, "I won't bring you tofu."

Yang Rui was heartbroken: "It's convenient for others, it's convenient for yourself, look at the old beauty, the streets are full of slutty girls, what's so great about it."

"China is different from America." Jing Yulan said through the door, "Chinese people can't adapt to American life."

"I only heard that it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality, but I have never heard that it is difficult to go from frugality to luxury." Yang Rui intentionally hijacked the subject, saying: "It's too easy to adapt to the American life, as long as you have money."

"That's so rich." Jing Yulan was indeed abducted by Yang Rui's words, and forgot to continue asking the teacher.

Yang Rui smiled through the door and said, "It doesn't matter how rich you are. In 20 or 30 years, at least tens of millions of people in China will be able to enjoy an Americanized life. , the population enjoying the American style of life in China is more than the population enjoying the American style of life in the United States.”

"How is that possible?" Jing Yulan is an English teacher and works in a university. She has access to a lot of foreign information and has a relatively good understanding of China's situation.

It is more than ten times that of ours. In 20 or 30 years, how can we achieve an income of tens of thousands of dollars per capita. "

Yang Rui said with a smile: "The current annual income of 10,000 US dollars is not ten times our income, but thirty or fifty times. However, it is useless. Thirty years is a long time. Everything can be done." It could happen."

"At least one thing I'm sure of." Yang Rui said again: "The era when the streets were full of sex must have come earlier than the per capita annual income of more than ten thousand dollars."

While speaking, Jing Yulan changed into a dress and came out, her long hair was fluttering, and the hem of her skirt was fluttering and coquettish, but she refused to show any more skin.

Yang Rui clicked his tongue twice and said with a smile: "It's also very beautiful."

"Forget that you can talk." Jing Yulan snorted, and then directed Yang Rui: "Go clean it, no one lives in the house, there is dust everywhere."

"Why didn't you come back to live?" Yang Rui asked strangely.

Jing Yulan blushed: "Why do I live when I come back? It's a holiday. Of course I want to live in my own home."

Yang Rui came to his senses, and said with a smile, "You were watched too closely by your parents..."

"Where is it?" Jing Yulan became embarrassed.

"Looks like it is." Yang Rui shook his head, and said again: "I bought you a gift, and I just threw it on the sofa."

After speaking, Yang Rui changed into his slippers and began to wipe the table hard with a rag.

Jing Yulan curiously opened the bag on the sofa, and saw a large box inside, about the length of two chopsticks, beautifully decorated.

"Chanel's bag." Yang Rui turned his head and said, "I asked my friends from England to bring it over to see if I like it."

After the financial problem was resolved, Yang Rui started to spend money lavishly again.

In fact, there is more to it than that.

Yang Rui didn't necessarily know how to hire someone to buy luxury goods, but now that his assets are easily over a million dollars, he just thought of it and did it.

According to the ancient legend, "all diseases are cured", Jing Yulan opened the box, she really smiled, and said, "It's pretty pretty."

Yang Rui thought to himself, it's not a loss to give a "pretty good-looking" evaluation on something worth thousands of dollars.

Jing Yulan put the bag on her shoulders, gestured in front of the mirror for a while, finally her mood brightened, and began to ask about Yang Rui's situation after returning home, and said: "A few days ago, Uncle Qiao asked, do you still want calligraphy and painting?" Yes, the sales department recently collected more antiques, and the pile of antiques can't be put in the warehouse. Uncle Joe said, if you don't want it, the sales department will find a way to sell it quickly. If you want it, then keep it for you .”

Uncle Qiao is a group member of the Municipal Bureau of Commerce, an old relationship that Jing Cuncheng contacted, and helped Yang Ruicheng buy calligraphy and paintings in batches.

Although the acquisition of calligraphy and painting was delayed due to the problems of Zeneca, Yang Rui had more reason to purchase calligraphy and painting after the matter of Jiecao passed.

Because the money in his hand is about to increase again.

Yang Rui almost didn't have to think about it, so he hurriedly said: "I still need calligraphy and painting, please keep it, if you can charge more, then charge more, I will pay for the warehouse."

Jing Yulan asked in confusion, "Is it necessary?"

"I need to find it. At that time, I will hang calligraphy and paintings all over the room. On the left is Song Huizong's, and on the right is Zhang Daqian's!" Yang Rui gestured with a rag, as if scolding Fang Qiu.

Jing Yulan burst out laughing with a "puchi": "How could it be possible for Song Huizong to have it? The Forbidden City has no time to collect it. Zhang Daqian has a lot, but how can these two people be compared together?"

"It's almost the same for me." Yang Rui said without shame: "As long as you have it, buy it."

"Buy them all? You didn't pay attention just now. They have received so many calligraphy and paintings that they can't put them down."

"That's a stress response. If you don't put it away now, it will be difficult to buy in bulk in the future." Yang Rui's calligraphy and paintings are pure investment psychology. Different from western oil paintings, the number of Chinese paintings is often very large, and masterpieces by famous artists are no exception. For example, according to incomplete statistics, there are more than 40,000 paintings by Qi Baishi, and all of them have been handed down.

If it is for appreciation, let alone 40,000 paintings, 400 paintings are not enough to appreciate, but if it is for investment, the more the better.

As for the total value of the 40,000 paintings, whether there will be suspicion of hype, so that the price is inflated, Yang Rui doesn't care at all, he just waits for the price to be inflated and then sells it to supplement laboratory resources, which is suitable for comparison There are Picasso's paintings, and he is also a high-yield painter with nearly 10,000 paintings in the world. Picasso's paintings have always maintained a steady upward trend, and Yang Rui fully agrees with the investment prospects of calligraphy and painting.

A painting that can sell for money is a good painting.

With a speculative mentality, Yang Rui called Qiao Qun, made a new appointment, and then dragged Jing Yulan to do hygiene together.

Jing Yulan couldn't hold back Yang Rui, and it was hard for him to work alone until he was exhausted, so she had to help.

The dress is fluttering and the scenery is beautiful.

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