I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

In the morning, Jiang Chen woke up from his sleep. He looked at the person who was sleeping like a cat, and his mouth couldn’t help but smile.

Slightly lips, long eyebrows, gently twitching eyelashes, and the messy hair...

The porcelain doll is generally bright and white, with a little blush. From the even breathing of Aisha, Jiang Chen can vaguely hear the aftertaste of exhaustion and happiness.

It was a bit crazy last night.

I remembered that last night, Jiang Chen could not help but be red. I don't know if it is his illusion. He always feels that Aisha is especially excited when he is treated "roughly" by him. Especially being backed by hands, from behind...

Sorry to touch the nose, Jiang Chen gently covered the quilt for Aisha, and then quietly touched the bed.

I made breakfast back for a long time.

Very fulfilling to sweep the yellow bread and oat milk on the table, Jiang Chen nodded with satisfaction.

"Little Master, I really have the talent of a good man." Confusedly swearing two sentences, Jiang Chen sat at the table and enjoyed the breakfast. Today he still has something important to do, so he plays a better Usually much earlier.

After everything was finished, Jiang Chen left a note on the table, and then took the song out of the house.

Driving the Maybach, he drove straight to the suburbs.

For his "purchase plan," he still needs to do some preparatory work. And the sooner these work is done, the better, Roberts is estimated to have begun to act. To be honest, he was shocked by his own thoughts. If an accidental plan fails, he may be on the blacklist of Interpol.

But as long as it succeeds, it will do. No?

Opening his eyes, Aisha slowly sat up from the bed. Reaching out the scattered hair. She silently watched the empty pillow that was still warm, so that the brain emptied for a while.

She can't remember why she fell in love with Jiang Chen. But the feeling of being like it has always been so strong. Whenever he sees him, his heart beats faster, and when he is held by him, he will get hot.

Stupidly smiled, she thought of last night...

Suddenly she woke up from her shackles.

"After, forget to make breakfast."

In her mind, as a qualified wife, she should put a hot breakfast on the table before her husband goes out to work. Although this was not strictly written into the doctrine, it was the family training of her mother's family.

She has always been so strict about her own. She is very clear that her husband is a very good man. Including the woman who came back from his car last time, his "wife" should be quite a lot. Although she is not jealous or something, she is still eager to be more concerned.

Including a reasonable diet (she does not know that the genetic agent improves her metabolic capacity, does not need to control the diet and does not accumulate excess fat on the stomach), and exercise at the right time to make the body look attractive enough. That culture is also a good thing, it seems to improve the quality of the skin... The only fly in the ointment is that it is a somewhat embarrassing fiber catheter.

And housework, she is not ambiguous.

But yesterday was really too tired. Even when she got up this morning, her calf was still sour, so she slept in the morning.

Quickly climbed down the bed, Aisha simply smashed a slightly longer white shirt on his seductive jade body. Then he ran to the first floor with half a thigh.

However, let her down, Jiang Chen has already gone.

Annoyed with your own "mistakes", after a simple wash. Aisha came to the restaurant in a sullen mood, ready to give herself some food.

When you see the breakfast already on the table. She suddenly stopped.

I don't know why, she always feels warm in her heart.

There is a note on the table. The above handwriting is very neat, and she can already understand it with her current Chinese level.

[I will not come to eat at noon, do not have to wait for me, take care of yourself - Jiang Chen. 】

The small hand holding the note was moved to the chest, and Aisha’s cheeks had a warm flush.

She suddenly remembered, it seems that because of this gentleness, she fell in love with him.

Although she always felt bad, he always took care of her and did not discriminate against her because of her refugee status. She treated her rudely...

Hands clasped unconsciously on the chest, and the index finger gently pinched the button on the neckline.

"Dad, Mom, I am very happy living in a foreign country, please rest assured..."

The note was pinched tightly in her hand, and the girl prayed.

Xinglong food processing plant.

The wall of cement ash looks clean and the surrounding environment is not bad. Although the sparrow is small and complete, Jiang Chen is satisfied with the factory from the outside.

When I got out of the car, Jiang Chen looked around and quickly found the person I was looking for.

A middle-aged man who was smoking at the door saw him, and quickly threw away the cigarette butt, and then squeezed out a smile, and hurriedly greeted him.

It’s just that this smile is not much better than crying.

The 31-year-old man is clearly on the information. The man of this meter eight is hooked on the waist, just like an old man who is nearly half a hundred years old. From the faint white and two faces and the gully, he can’t see the vicissitudes of the years. Seeing the helplessness of life.

"Jiang Chen, the information on the intermediary information, I believe you have seen it." Jiang Chen did not over-evaluate the man in his heart, just smiled and reached out.

"Zheng Hongjie, the boss of Xinglong Food Processing Factory." Zheng Hongjie took Jiang Chen's hand and shook, some smiled reluctantly, and then made a gesture to Jiang Chen, "Jiang Bo boss, let me see the factory." ""

"Yeah." Jiang Chen nodded.

The two walked side by side into the factory. Jiang Chen noticed the dust on the production line. It seems that it has not started working for a long time.

“Two canned production lines, as well as an instant noodle production line and a biscuit pastry production line. Our main business was OEM, but no one has come to us for cooperation now.”

Zheng Hongjie smiled bitterly and then came to the back of the factory with Jiang Chen.

"This is the warehouse, including the four acres of open space behind us are our factory, I originally prepared to expand the factory, but now it seems that it can not be used. Production equipment discount 70%, count you 300,000. And the factory is a little more expensive, a total of 2.4 million, can not be lower."

After all, Zheng Hongjie stopped talking, but looked at Jiang Chen’s reaction.

After roughly calculating it in the heart, Jiang Chen nodded with satisfaction.

This price is indeed fair, even lower than the market price. He had consulted an intermediary before coming, and the valuation of this factory was around 3 million. If you want to come to this Zheng, you should be in trouble with the urgent need to use the money, or you will not be so anxious to put the factory off at a low price.

Although he had decided to buy it, Jiang Chen’s eyes moved slightly, and he was not in a hurry to loosen his mouth. Instead, he smiled and gave Zheng Hongjie a cigarette, and then pulled him to the side.

"Zheng boss, I am still satisfied with this price. But there is a place I am very curious. From the construction of this factory, you should not be the kind of person who is not good at business. Why is it that you need to sell the industry?"

After taking the cigarettes handed by Jiang Chen, Zheng Hongjie was also very polite, and he was very skilled at the location.

Spit a cigarette ring, this man in his thirties, the wrinkles on his face squeezing together, once again showing a bitter smile.

"stock market."

Although it is only two words, Jiang Chen is a second to understand his heart. (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!