Rebirth of the Routine King

The next day, Song Zhiwen did not go to class.

The reason is that it's raining.

Instead of trying to persuade her, Wang Yan extended his thumb and praised, "It's no wonder she is my Wang Yan's woman. Even her hobbies are exactly the same."

Yes, last night she was no longer a girl in the traditional sense.

Thinking of the scene last night, Wang Yan wanted to grin.

Originally, his definition of this battle was the coexistence of tenderness and pain.

After all, when Song Zhiwen first opened the world, she would definitely feel pain, but she didn't expect that she would be the one suffering the most!

In a stationary state or when walking normally, the arm will naturally not hurt, but can it be moved while doing that?

That thing is located right in the middle of the human body. As long as it works, all the muscles in the body will be mobilized to cooperate.

Besides, what man wouldn’t be proud of moving more frequently?

Out of her natural shyness for the first time, although Song Zhiwen took the initiative to start a fight, she really got into the topic and there was no hope that she would take the initiative again.

She just turned half sideways, leaving her back to Wang Yan.

Therefore, Song Zhiwen was responsible for lying still as a mountain, while Wang Yan was responsible for flying the offensive flag.

Song Zhiwen clenched her fists and frowned slightly, while Wang Yan pursed his lips carefully.

Song Zhiwen opened her mouth slightly and moaned seductively, while Wang Yan gritted his teeth and hissed with trembling.

At that moment, Wang Yan remembered how good Gao Lu was. If it were her, he would definitely not be allowed to contribute. That bad woman likes to control the rhythm most.

But Song Zhiwen, even if she turned around, she would cover her eyes with her hands, trying to get her to take the initiative, haha.

So, amidst the low humming of the same decibel but different nature, Song Zhiwen finally completed the promotion ceremony.

Afterwards, Song Zhiwen turned around with lightning speed and threw herself into Wang Yan's arms.

It was so fast that Wang Yan didn't notice her facial expression.

Although he didn't see it, he could guess that it must be the blushing cheeks and happy eyebrows.

After a few seconds, the two of them opened their mouths almost at the same time, and their words were surprisingly in harmony: "Does it hurt?"

...

When Wang Yan woke up in the morning, Song Zhiwen was already awake. One hand was drawing circles on his chest, and the other hand was dishonest...

Wang Yan said helplessly: "Didn't you say it was disgusting? Why did you start playing with it?"

Song Zhiwen ignored him, and after a while she heard her smile and say: "Wang Yan, I saw a sentence in a book that said men are born magicians. I didn't know what it meant until now."

Wang Yan said angrily: "Magicians also need props to assist them. You women are born with props. Otherwise, which magician would be willing to perform magic?"

"Wang Yan, I heard from the book that it hurt the first time, but why did I feel pain at the beginning and then it stopped hurting?"

Wang Yan was depressed and speechless. Why did Song Zhiwen dare to say anything after a whole night?

Is it possible that a piece of membrane is missing and a piece of courage is added?

Or is this an additional skill after being promoted to a woman?

Wang Yan didn't want to chat with her anymore, otherwise he would have to work hard by himself later. Gao Lu was a living example! As long as she couldn't be squeezed to death, she would be squeezed to death!

Then he said: "I'm hungry, little mosquito, go fry some eggs."

Although Song Zhiwen was reluctant to give up, she still climbed up from Wang Yan's chest.

The moment she stood up, Wang Yan's eyes were stunned.

What is God’s most proud work?

This is what the fuck is...

Song Zhiwen quickly dressed and then gave Wang Yan a look of anger: "Bad guy!"

After Song Zhiwen went to the kitchen to get busy, Wang Yan lay straight on the bed in a daze.

Now I am getting happier and happier, but I am also getting worse and worse.

He grinned bitterly: No wonder everyone wants to be a scumbag, that's what it is!

grass!

After making breakfast, Song Zhiwen returned to the master bedroom to dress Wang Yan.

After washing up, the two of them sat at the dining table and ate breakfast leisurely with the raindrops pattering outside the window.

Song Zhiwen is like a little girl who falls in love for the first time.

Shi looked at Wang Yan with crooked eyebrows and giggled, and gave Wang Yan all the fried eggs and porridge that he couldn't finish.

After finishing the meal, she diligently washed the dishes and put on a new sheet. Amidst the hum of the washing machine, she washed her and Wang Yan's clothes.

She is a hard-working little daughter-in-law who takes care of the house.

Although she and Wang Yan have been in a relationship for nearly half a year, Song Zhiwen has always felt that the relationship between them is like the white clouds high in the sky, which can be seen but cannot be touched. It was not until yesterday that she actually touched the clouds.

Then, the feeling suddenly sublimated.

She didn't know how to describe this feeling. She only knew that wherever he was, the smell of honey floated in the air.

Just after finishing her work, before Song Zhiwen could snuggle into Wang Yan's arms for a moment, Qi Ming's phone call came.

Qi Ming: "Wang Yan, I'm coming to your downstairs."

Wang Yan: "Wait a minute, the little mosquito hasn't gotten up yet!"

Qi Ming: "Wenwen didn't have class today? That's great, you guys just happened to go and have a look."

.....

After hanging up the phone, Song Zhiwen learned that Wang Yan was going to buy a villa in the mall.

Song Zhiwen had long wanted to have a home that belonged to herself and Wang Yan. She was so happy that she kissed him again and hurriedly ran to the master bedroom to change clothes.

.....

Only when we arrived did we find out that the villa was only about a kilometer away from the future No. 4 subway exit, which further strengthened Wang Yan's idea of ​​buying it.

If nothing else, within a few years, the value of this villa will double.

Under the leadership of the beautiful salesperson, Wang Yan and the other three arrived at the villa.

Although it is still in rough shape, Song Zhiwen is already happily planning her own layout.

Since you have no objections, just pay and place the order!

What Wang Yan didn't expect was that when making the payment, Qi Ming also took out a card from his pocket and explained with a smile: "Buying a house for you and Wenwen is a big deal. I told my brother-in-law, but he said he couldn't.

Let you handle this money alone. There are half a million in this card, which is considered his capital."

Wang Yan said helplessly: "Uncle Qi, I really don't need it. I have enough money in my card."

Qi Ming did not flinch: "I know you have money, but I also know that there are many ways for you to use your money. Besides, if my brother-in-law doesn't get a cent from your and Wenwen's house, others will blame him."

Wang Yan also knew that this was a traditional thought and Song Weimin's feelings for Song Zhiwen and himself. In addition, funds were indeed tight at this stage, so he accepted it with a smile.

The procedures for buying a house were a bit cumbersome, but with Qi Ming, a senior person, Wang Yan was too lazy to run errands, so he handed him his bank card and ID card, and then sat on the sofa with Song Zhiwen to relax and smoke and drink tea.

When it was almost time for lunch, Qi Mingcai came over with a pile of paper and was covered in sweat.

I thought Qi Ming would be looking for a restaurant to eat, but unexpectedly he drove directly to Song Zhiwen's house.

After entering the house, I found that Song Weimin and Qi Yun had already prepared a table full of food.

After Song Weimin was laid off, his relationship with Qi Yun also eased. Wang Yan didn't know if they slept in the same room. At least on the surface, they no longer quarreled.

"Is the matter done?" Song Weimin asked with a smile.

Wang Yan reluctantly replied: "Uncle Song, you are too outspoken. Even if you don't take the money, Mosquito's name will still appear on the property certificate."

Song Weimin waved his hands and said with joy in his eyes: "I know you are a good boy, but this is also the wish of uncle and aunt, otherwise Wenwen will blame me."

Song Zhiwen took Song Weimin's arm and said coquettishly: "Dad, how can I blame you?"

"Okay, okay, now that I have bought a house, I feel relieved. I can eat and eat!"

...

While eating, the topic naturally couldn't be separated from the house we just bought.

Originally, Wang Yan wanted to hand over the decoration task to Gao Yinchuan, but when Qi Ming offered it to an acquaintance, he handed it over to him.

Anyway, he said that he could pay for the decoration money first, so why not?

Song Weimin was bored at home, so he smiled and said that he could just supervise the progress of the decoration.

It may be because of Song Zhiwen's presence, Song Weimin and

There was no mention of Xu Chongshan and his son.

After dinner, Wang Yan asked him in the study about the progress of the Xu Chongshan incident. After learning that Xu Chongshan was sentenced and did not run away, Wang Yan felt relieved.

After chatting for a while, Wang Yan and Qi Ming went downstairs together. Song Zhiwen didn't come back for several days, so she stayed at home to chat with Song Weimin and his wife.

"I'll take you wherever you go."

Wang Yan was not polite, opened the passenger door and said carelessly: "Go to Dongcheng."

Qi Ming has always been curious about Wang Yan's business territory, so he just took this opportunity to observe it.

...

When he walked into the warehouse, even though Qi Ming was well-informed, he was shocked by the small size of the warehouse.

"Wang Yan, you want to build such a big warehouse to store milk tea? How much milk tea do you need to store?"

On the way here, Wang Yan had already told him about the instant milk tea business in general.

Wang Yan chuckled and said: "I don't know how much it can hold, but within two years, I will build at least one such warehouse myself."

Qi Ming smiled bitterly and shook his head. Wang Yan's madness was beyond his comprehension.

Then he put on an elder's attitude and advised: "You can't eat fat in one bite. I think it's better for you to be more down-to-earth. Besides, I don't know if this product can be accepted by the public! You set up your stall so big, just in case...

..."

Wang Yan chuckled and said, "Just in case, let's start all over again! Okay, Uncle Qi, come to the room to drink tea. We won't talk about career today, just our relationship!"

Liu Jianan is busy in the cubicle. In just one day, she has already tidied up Wang Yan's office.

Seeing Wang Yan bringing a man over, she quickly ran over to greet Qi Ming. Wang Yan introduced with a smile: "This is Mosquito's uncle, one of my own."

Then he said to Qiming: "Her name is Liu Jianan, she is my most capable helper, and she is currently in charge of everything in the company. That guy is her brother, and the other girl is that guy's girlfriend, and she is also Wu Chen's sister. Currently, the company

Just these few people are recruiting troops."

Qi Ming nodded and said with emotion: "Although there are few people, the future is promising!"

.....

Several people came to Wang Yan's office, and Liu Jianan helped boil water and make tea.

Before the tea was served, and even before Qi Ming finished smoking a cigarette, he received a phone call and drove away in a hurry.

Wang Yan originally wanted to discuss the loan with him, but he had to give it up at the moment. If the news of the suburban land after returning from the May Day trip had not yet come, it would not be too late to overcome this problem.

"Wang Yan, I went to other warehouses yesterday for reference, and found that we still have a lot of things that we haven't bought? We need at least two forklifts, and we need to recruit two more masters, trays for holding milk tea...

"

More and more items came out of Liu Jianan's mouth. Not only did Wang Yan not find it cumbersome, his eyes became more and more appreciative.

He even felt that finding a deputy like Liu Jianan would be worth more than the value of this warehouse!

"I'll take care of the forklift. Driver, please add something in the recruitment information. Jianan, it will take at least a month before this warehouse is officially put into use, so don't be too anxious. During the filling process, just buy it if you feel it is necessary.

Make up your own mind, call me if you run out of money..."

Liu Jianan rolled her eyes at him: "You know how to be the hands-off shopkeeper!"

Wang Yan pointed to his arm and said helplessly: "I can't even shake my hands now! Don't complain. We are going to Luo City for a few days on May Day. You and Cheng Jin are both going, please."

Let's combine it with ease! We can't keep our spirits up all the time."

"Let's talk about it then!"

After finishing speaking, Liu Jianan went to the mall's largest talent market to recruit, while Liu Chengjin and Wu Xin went to the small mall to buy supplies. Only the boss Wang Yan was left in the huge warehouse, staring stupidly at the empty warehouse.

.

After a while, he took out his mobile phone and called Lin Zhengyang and asked him to help buy two forklifts.

Then he seemed to think of something, spoke to Liu Jianan on the phone, and hurriedly left the warehouse.

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ps: Thank you to Mr. Qin Zhongjian for your continued support! (Hold your fists)