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Chapter 364 I really can’t do anything to you
In a shopping mall in Shanghai, Cheng Zhu was chatting with the investment manager.

The investment manager's surname is Zhao, and Cheng Zhu contacted him by phone.

The main reason why the two were able to meet smoothly was that Cheng Zhu bought a new mobile phone number some time ago and used it as his work phone number.

He spent a lot of money and his cell phone number ends with 4 8s.

And the number you bought is the old one, not the new one with a larger number at the beginning.

In a few years, due to policy reasons, good mobile phone numbers will actually become less valuable.

But in recent years, the prices of good mobile phone numbers and good license plate numbers are not low.

Some people's mobile phone numbers are much more expensive than the iPhone they hold.

The license plate numbers of some cars may be worth as much as the cars themselves.

You know what, this old number with four digits ending in 4 is still quite intimidating.

Especially in a city like Shanghai, it can sometimes be considered an alternative "business card".

When Manager Zhao met Cheng Zhu, he immediately felt that this guy was a rich second-generation.

After all, he is the investment manager of a high-end shopping mall in Shanghai, and he is also a local of Shanghai, so he knows a lot of brands.

He could see that Cheng Zhu's outfit would cost a lot of money.

During the conversation, Cheng Zhuke did not say that he ran a milk tea shop.

He said he runs a high-end custom perfume shop.

Before he rented the shop in Starlight City, it was originally a perfume store. He is now directly using the business as a store.

After the two chatted for a while, they found a suitable location in the mall, which expires next month.

But the problem is that any high-end perfume customization store may not be able to pass the shopping mall’s review.

After the chat, Cheng Zhu was actually quite satisfied with this place.

"It's very suitable to be our first Yuzu Tea store in Shanghai," he thought.

After shopping in the mall, Cheng Zhu was not in a hurry to go back.

However, he did not go to other shopping malls either.

Instead, he walked into a real estate agency.

It was 4:30 in the afternoon when Cheng Zhu returned to Hu Yan's one-bedroom rental house.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw the equipment on the table.

"Painting in the afternoon?" he asked.

"Yes, that's right." Fox Yan replied.

"What are you drawing?" Cheng Zhu asked with a deliberate smile.

Hu Yan lowered his head slightly and said in a soft voice, "Didn't you, the boss, ask me to draw this?"

My sponsor, you clearly assigned me a task, why are you still asking me questions even though you already know the answer?

I am just a humble little painter who works for a small amount of money and a fee. Of course, I will paint whatever my sponsor tells me to paint.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Zhu couldn't help but raise his hand and slap her big fat butt hard, causing clear butt waves visible to the naked eye.

He laughed and scolded, "Do you want me to help you recall? What I have been asking you is: how are you going to draw next time?"

Hu Yan cried out softly after feeling the pain, and then his cheeks turned red. He remembered himself kneeling down, gasping for breath, and a voice came out of his mouth: "Draw it like this. Draw it like this."

The female painter blushed and chose to keep silent, not daring to challenge the authority of her sponsor.

Cheng Zhuze sat down on the sofa, looked around, and said, "You've made a lot of money in the past few months, why don't you move to a new house?"

This apartment is quite old and not in good condition in any aspect.

The paint on the walls has peeled off in some places, some facilities are a bit rusty, and the electrical appliances look very old and outdated.

"It's not until the middle of next month, and I renewed it for half a year straight away." Hu Yan replied.

Cheng Zhu looked at her and said, "As our [Persistent Visit] gold medal painter, you have a heavy responsibility. As your boss, I plan to rent a studio for you. Take a look at these two properties."

He handed over his mobile phone, which contained the pictures he had carefully selected and asked the agent to send to him.

Hu Yan took the phone obediently and took a look at it.

These two houses are very different from hers. They are obviously much more upscale and are not inferior to the Xinhang Apartment where Cheng Zhu lives in Hangzhou.

They are all finely decorated in a warm and beautiful style, and are equipped with air conditioning, floor heating, and even fresh air systems.

The apartment will also provide many supporting services, security measures, and a small free gym with fitness equipment.

Cheng Zhu’s idea is very simple.

"Hu Yan doesn't like to go out. She is a stay-at-home girl and spends most of her time at home."

“Then a good living environment is very important.”

"Besides, I have to come and stay here occasionally."

Of course, the rent in Shanghai is ridiculously expensive. Even though the area is not large, the annual rent is still quite scary. Hu Yan looked at the two houses and felt that they were both good. They were high-end houses that she would never look at when she couldn't get any work and her life was tight.

"Boss, the rent is very expensive, right?" Hu Yan couldn't help but ask.

"This is not something you need to consider, the first set or the second set?" he asked.

She was still a little uncomfortable with this sudden gift and didn't know how to respond for a moment.

"Forget it. Since we're renting a studio, of course I, as the boss, have the final say." Cheng Zhu thought for a moment and said, "Let's go with the first set. It's a little warmer and has better lighting."

Hu Yan looked at him from the side, feeling a little helpless.

But Cheng Zhu's next words hit her heart a little.

"The main thing is that you rarely go out, so I think the living environment is very important. And you always mix day and night, so this house has another great feature, that is, the night view is super good!"

He picked up his phone and opened a photo to show Hu Yan.

This photo was taken in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window. Due to the high floor, the night view is indeed beautiful.

"Night view?" Hu Yan took a look at the photo and felt a warm current flowing in his heart.

Little did he know that in Cheng Zhu's eyes, the huge floor-to-ceiling windows and the pleasant night view were also part of the future mood.

This floor-to-ceiling window looks very suitable for suppressing the fox demon!

The fox demon should be slapped against the French window and then subdued!

When it was almost five o'clock, Hu Yan started to prepare dinner.

She didn't want to go out to eat, and Cheng Zhu didn't force her.

I saw this plump and plump female painter putting on the apron again. It’s hard to describe how attractive a person with her figure would be when she puts on an apron.

Especially the back!
While she was cutting vegetables, Cheng Zhu picked up the medicine that could end his fertility on the table and looked towards the kitchen.

He opened the medicine box and was surprised to find that Hu Yan had not taken the medicine.

"Huh?" This made Cheng Zhu a little confused.

He is a person who attaches great importance to this aspect.

Even though he was a playboy in his previous life, he never caused any death.

Cheng Zhu didn't think that Hu Yan would have any bad intentions. This woman was essentially a very simple and innocent homegirl painter, but there was just too much pornographic garbage in her head.

So, after thinking for a moment, he picked up the medicine box and walked into the open kitchen.

"Why did you forget to take your medicine?" he asked very directly.

You have to know that it was you who took the initiative to buy the medicine.

Hu Yan was cutting radishes. She was actually very good at cutting, but her cutting speed was obviously decreasing at the moment.

“Boom, boom.”

The kitchen knife hit the chopping board, making a sound.

The fat-assed female painter lowered her head, turned her back to her sponsor, and said in her unique soft and sticky voice, "I see it says 72-hour emergency contraception."

Cheng Zhu was stunned when he heard this, and for a moment he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

You are still "calculating carefully", right?
It seems that you, as a woman, are quite good at "managing your life"!
More importantly, the hidden meaning in her words is so tempting.

In fact, Cheng Zhu had already bought tonight's equipment at the FamilyMart nearby.

But every man knows that there is a huge difference between being fully armed and fighting naked.

After hearing her say this, and looking at her back in the apron and her bulging jeans, I couldn't help but feel a nameless flame rising in my heart.

He walked forward a few steps and stood behind her, very close to her.

Hu Yan's right hand, which was cutting the radish, immediately stopped and he no longer used his knife skills.

Cheng Zhu lowered his head slightly and said with a smile: "You have such a wealth of theoretical knowledge, but it seems that you still have blind spots in your knowledge."

"The earlier you take the medicine, the better the effect and the higher the chance of prevention."

Hu Yan was quite surprised: "Is there any chance of this happening?"

"Yes." Cheng Zhu said.

As expected, you, a naive female painter, only know how to look at some messy things all day long. You don’t read any serious knowledge at all, right?
"Well, then I'll eat now." Hu Yan put down the kitchen knife in his hand, then turned around and wanted to pour water.

As a result, when she turned around, she was grabbed by Cheng Zhu behind her.

"What do you mean by 72 hours?" he asked with a smile.

Hu Yan felt that his boss was bad enough on normal days, but now he was even worse.

She was embarrassed to answer, I can't tell you, I can't tell you. How can I say this!
"Boss, I, I need to go take medicine now." She wanted to run away.

Cheng Zhu looked at her and whispered, "Although there is a probability, it shouldn't be more than an hour, right?"

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