The Richest Man Yang Fei

Chen Chun threw himself on Yang Fei's shoulder and wept presumptuously.

No scruples, happy dripping.

"You wet my clothes." Yang Fei patted her on the back, and then cried out with an ouch.

His painful expression is so real and believable.

"What's wrong?" Chen Chun immediately stopped crying and asked with concern.

Yang Fei blinked, pretending to be in pain and said: "Look at you, you are so thin and your shoulder blades are so protruding. I just patted you lightly a few times, and my hands hurt from the reaction force of your shoulder blades."

"Oh! At such an emotional moment, why do you..." Chen Chun couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

"That's right!" Yang Fei shook his hand, blinked and smiled, "Shouldn't you have a drink to celebrate on such an important day? I remember you drink very well?"

"I'm going to die! You still mention my embarrassing things!" Chen Chun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and lightly thumped his chest.

Uh!

Being punched in the chest by Xiaofen, this action is a bit like that!

Yang Fei's character design is not a pervert who picks up little girls, but a great philanthropist who does good deeds!

"Brother Yang, I'll treat you to dinner. I have money." Chen Chun's mood improved instantly, and he really took out a handful of money.

She is indeed rich, Yang Fei just gave her salary and bonus, the amount is quite considerable.

That night, Chen Chun got drunk again.

Yang Fei still didn't know where her family lived, so he had no choice but to take her back to the hotel room.

This time, the hotel was no longer crowded.

Yang Fei opened two rooms.

After sleeping until midnight, Yang Fei felt as warm as spring on his body.

Yes, it feels like the warmth of spring.

There is also a light fragrance.

It seems that when you lower your head and sniff, the sweet honey of spring flowers will float into your nose along the east wind.

The spring wind is like a mother's hand, no, it's like a girl's hand, so soft, delicate, like warm jade, like cotton wool, as it gently brushes over your body, the pores of your whole body will open accordingly Come.

Yang Fei closed his eyes, enjoying the beauty of this dream.

However, it felt more and more real, not like a dream.

For a moment, he wanted to wake up, but he was pinned down by something and couldn't move.

He wanted to open his eyes, but they were glued together, and he couldn't open them no matter how hard he tried.

"Ah!" Yang Fei fought hard and finally opened his eyes.

In a dark room, only the light coming in from the window, it's hard to see clearly.

He grabbed the person on his body and was about to ask who she was, his chaotic mind gradually recovered.

"Chen Chun?"

"Um."

After a while, she said weakly again: "You scratched me."

Yang Fei let go of his hands and turned on the bedside lamp, but he only took one look at her before turning it off immediately.

She is light!

Beautiful and moving.

Dazzlingly white.

"Where are your clothes?"

She was obviously drunk last night, and she carried her back by herself. When she was put on the bed, her clothes were neat.

What she drank last night was not fake wine, she was drunk when she was drunk, and she was definitely not poisoned.

So what is she?

"I woke up in the middle of the night and felt too uncomfortable, so I went to take a shower." Her voice trembled a little, wondering if it was cold?

The room is obviously air-conditioned.

"Then your clothes? Are they dirty? Can't you wear them?" Yang Fei smiled and said in relief, "It can't be like this anymore. Every time you are with me, you get drunk. If you continue like this, something will happen sooner or later."

"What could happen?" She suddenly approached him, exhaling like blue, the breath hitting his neck, itching under the ears.

Yang Fei scratched his ears, wanting to die, she didn't know, the most sensitive part of my body is the base of the ears?

Oh, she really didn't know.

"Chen Chun, why are you in my room?" Yang Fei's Adam's apple rolled up and down involuntarily.

Also disobedient, there is another indescribable part.

Chen Chun's breath became thicker and thicker.

A little fragrant muscle touched him intentionally or unintentionally.

Her body was not only warm, but scalding hot.

"Did you catch a cold? Why are you so hot?" Yang Fei thought of something, but didn't dare to think deeply.

After all, she is still an innocent little girl!

Chen Chun's fiery body, under the instigation of her fiery enthusiasm, leaned against him.

"Last night, I took your room card." The hot air she exhaled made Yang Fei feel hot.

Yang Fei remembered that after sending her back to her room, she knocked on Yang Fei's door again, came over and talked drunk for a long time before going to sleep.

So, at that time, she took the room card away?

What is she doing?

Yang Fei is someone who has experienced it, so he understands it without asking.

"Brother, I'll give it to you."

"what?"

"My body."

"you're drunk."

"Brother, don't worry, I'm clean."

"You're really drunk. I'll get you some clothes."

"Brother! Do you dislike me? Because I'm a child without a mother?"

"No, how can you say that?"

"Brother, I like you."

"Do you know what liking is?"

As Yang Fei said, he got up and took his clothes and covered her.

"Of course I know, you treat me well, I just like you."

"When the needs of one person can satisfy the needs of the other, two people tend to like each other."

"I like it, isn't it love at first sight?"

"Let me add one more point. Only when interests and interests complement each other can there be mutual satisfaction of needs and needs."

"I don't understand. You are amazing. What you say is very philosophical."

"I didn't invent this, it's Friedman's Law."

"Friedman's Law? Physics or Chemistry?"

"Neither, it's the law of economics. You like me because I can meet your needs."

"So, you don't like me? Is it because I can't meet your needs? Why don't you try? I can."

"..."

"Chen Chun, you are a very good girl. You can be admitted to the medical school of Fuda, which is enough to explain everything. It's not that I don't like you, it's just that I can't be with you in this situation when you are drunk. That. Do you know what I mean?"

"Brother, I like you, and I just want to repay you."

She murmured, but suddenly she lost her voice, and after a while, she heard her even breathing.

This little girl is asleep.

Yang Fei let out a long breath.

The next morning, looking at her graceful youthful body, Yang Fei had the urge to slap himself.

Such a good cabbage, if you don't do it, sooner or later you will be dodged by the animals of the university.

What kind of saint are you pretending to be!

But, she called me brother! She is not love, and she is still drunk.

Isn't it too inhuman to take away the most beautiful chastity of a girl so shamelessly?

Even if I want it, with my talent and my handsome appearance, I should take it openly, right?

Alas, once you pretend to be a saint, let's pretend!

If there is another time, pick the flowers again!

The moment Chen Chun sent Yang Fei to the plane and waved goodbye, she had a bad feeling that after this farewell, she might not see this man for a long time.

Chen Chun bit her lip, but the tears still flowed down her cheeks.

Why were you so reserved last night?

The more he disagrees, the more it shows that he is a good man!

Yang Fei, who pretended to be a saint, sat on the plane refreshed.

He's not Liu Xiahui, but he can't be a disciple either.

It's okay to be hungry, but you can't choose what to eat.

Be a layman, be upright.

Yang Fei's mind quickly turned to the matter of investing in and building a factory.

There are tens of millions of funds in the pocket!

Are you rich and powerful?

At least, if you are not careful, you will achieve the small goal!

This is the real first pot of gold.

Everything is just beginning.

Yang Fei is addicted to selling washing powder, and plans to expand the washing powder business.

Where is the factory located?

It was difficult for Yang Fei to decide for a while.

Su Tong came to pick him up, and the two got into the car. She asked, "Boss, is there a happy event? I see smiles on your face."

"Hehe, did you see it?" Yang Fei thought to himself, his cultivation skills hadn't reached home yet, and he got carried away with complacency after completing a small goal.

He coughed lightly, restrained his smile, and said, "I have something serious to ask you. We are going to build our own factory. Where do you think it is suitable?"

Su Tong has always been a little melancholy, and said, "Ah? Are we going to build a factory? That's great! I happen to have something to tell you! Just now, the daily chemical factory notified us that the price of washing powder will increase. To Jiumao!"