After rebirth, I became a great master

Chapter 247 Concubine
In November, the weather at the harbor turns cool.

"Aunt Wan, let's install two air conditioners at home. It's a bit cold outside."

Zhou Haoran walked out of the bathroom with a white bath towel wrapped around his waist.

You can clearly feel the coolness.

"Why are you calling me Aunt Wan again?"

Sheng Wenwan, wrapped in a pink bath towel, followed him out of the bathroom. Upon hearing his address, she became coquettish and playful.

"What's that called?"

Zhou Haoran checked the time and realized that they had been making love in bed for too long.

It's getting late, I need to hurry and get dressed to go back and pick up Sister Qingmei from get off work.

"At home, you should call me Wan'er."

Sheng Wenwan's beautiful eyes were brimming with a shy yet reproachful expression.

"Mmm, Wan'er, Wan'er." Zhou Haoran was used to calling her that, so he sat down on the bed. "I'll call you Wan'er, and you call me Dad."

"Pooh!"

Sheng Wenwan was about to go to the wardrobe to find him some clothes when she heard this, so she immediately rushed over and covered his mouth.

Zhou Haoran hugged her and chuckled, "You kept saying that when I was pampering you earlier."

"How can that be the same?" Sheng Wenwan's face flushed crimson as she said reproachfully, "That was just during our intimate moments, I was just trying to add some spice. You really want to be my father, you little brat!"

Zhou Haoran chuckled, "It's not impossible."

"Vanity."

Sheng Wenwan rolled her eyes, a half-smile on her face.

"Anyway, I really enjoy it." Zhou Haoran said matter-of-factly. "I've always spoiled you like a daughter, don't you feel that way?"

"Have."

Sheng Wenwan pursed her lips and chuckled.

Zhou Haoran exclaimed with emotion, "This is what a man's sense of responsibility is all about!"

Sheng Wenwan was both amused and exasperated, her eyes filled with affection as she said with a serious expression, "I'm being serious. Outside, you can call me 'Aunt Wan.' At home, you have to call me 'Wan'er,' otherwise it feels weird."

Zhou Haoran winked. "Can I call you 'Wanmei'?"

Sheng Wenwan's face flushed even more as she sat in his lap, her expression alluring. "Aren't you ashamed? Just call me that."

Zhou Haoran laughed and said, "You didn't seem embarrassed when you called me Dad."

"You still said that!"

Sheng Wenwan covered his mouth again.

As Zhou Haoran held her soft body, he realized that her constitution was truly special. After being pampered, her snow-white skin was flushed, and it would take more than an hour for the flush to fade.

"So what do you usually call me?"

"Haoran, I guess."

"so rude!"

Zhou Haoran slapped her on the butt and glared at her.

Sheng Wenwan could appreciate the little moments of intimacy with him, so she teased in a sweet voice, "Then Auntie will call you 'Master' all the time, okay?"

"Isn't it appropriate?"

Zhou Haoran felt that the title was a bit awkward, since it didn't come from the world of anime.

After a moment's thought, Sheng Wenwan suggested, "How about I call you 'Master'? In the past, in wealthy families, concubines would address the master as 'Master'."

Zhou Haoran chuckled and said, "Are you my concubine?"

Sheng Wenwan said with charm and affection, "Don't I count?"

"I haven't agreed yet."

Zhou Haoran was still deliberately playing hard to get.

"You're kidding me." Sheng Wenwan had seen through him by now, and rolled her eyes at him. "If you give me a perfect score in the daily records, I don't believe you won't give me that title."

After saying that, he took out her daily records.

The so-called "daily records" were her records of sleeping with the emperor.

Pick up a pen and start writing quickly. You don't need to record too much detail. Just focus on the time, place, people, and whether to keep or not.

If you keep it, you can use it as a reference when you get pregnant in the future.

“11月3号，家，晚8点10分到9点。不留。”

After taking notes, he handed the notebook to Zhou Haoran.

Sheng Wenwan said in a drawn-out, coquettish voice, "My lord, please give us a score."

Zhou Haoran picked up his pen and naturally gave her another 100 points.

There was no way around it; Aunt Wan was an absolute beauty.

Gentle and considerate, giving whatever one asks of another.

Simply impeccable.

With Aunt Wan by his side, he had long forgotten about Chief Editor Lin and Team Leader He from the TV station; they were simply not on the same level.

“Aunt Wan, you should kneel down to express your gratitude.”

Zhou Haoran had a new idea.

"Thank you for what?"

Sheng Wenwan was puzzled.

Zhou Haoran said, "I've taken time out of my busy schedule to come and pamper you. Shouldn't you kneel down to thank me?"

"I do not want."

Sheng Wenwan gave a soft snort.

Zhou Haoran pulled her into his arms again and whispered, "Aunt Wan, didn't I take Hu Xiaochen as my apprentice? When she knelt down and kowtowed at my feet, I felt a great sense of accomplishment and a strong sense of conquest."

"Go kneel down to her then." Sheng Wenwan said with a hint of resentment and a touch of joking, "I don't even have a title, I'm not even her apprentice."

Zhou Haoran said, "Let's see if you're being good."

"Then am I a concubine?" Sheng Wenwan tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, seizing the opportunity. "As long as you acknowledge that I am a concubine, we can settle our titles. You are the master, and I am the concubine. I will kneel and pay my respects to you every day to satisfy your desire for conquest, is that alright?"

Zhou Haoran glared at her. "You dare to bargain?" "I can't just kneel for nothing." Sheng Wenwan said sweetly and coquettishly, snuggling in his arms and looking up at him. "Please, just give me the title of concubine. I've been training her for several months now, it's about time."

Zhou Haoran was enjoying himself and said, "Alright, then I agree."

"Really?"

Sheng Wenwan was overjoyed.

"Thank you."

Zhou Haoran pressed her down slightly.

Sheng Wenwan was very embarrassed.

What happened just now was actually a role-playing interaction in her bedroom, a psychological satisfaction that followed the physical gratification of intimacy. But now that it's actually happening, she's finding it hard to let go of her pride.

Kneeling once is fine; she's knelt before.

I can't quite accept kowtowing.

"Haoran, are you really going to kowtow?"

Sheng Wenwan felt embarrassed.

“Aunt Wan, actually I’ve kept you by my side for a long time.” Seeing that she was a little shy, Zhou Haoran told the truth, “The purpose of training you is to make you a role model.”

Sheng Wenwan blinked. "What typical example?"

Zhou Haoran winked and said, "When I have other concubines in the future, they will all come to learn from you. You must set an example and be a role model for your future sisters. Without rules, there can be no order. You have to set a standard."

Sheng Wenwan gave him a shy yet reproachful glare, then got up and knelt at his feet. Her face flushed, she said awkwardly, "Haoran, did I really kowtow?"

Zhou Haoran sat down with his legs spread wide, "Well, hurry up and thank the emperor."

Sheng Wenwan glared at him angrily, "I don't care if it shortens my lifespan."

Zhou Haoran said proudly, "I'm not even afraid of the 'White Tiger Brings Down Husbands,' so why would I be afraid of this?"

"Pfft!" Sheng Wenwan was both amused and exasperated, and slapped him, "Don't bring that up again!"

"Hurry up," Zhou Haoran said, glancing at the time. "I have to go right now, I'm in a rush."

Sheng Wenwan gave a soft "Mmm".

Then, he actually kowtowed.

She said softly, "Wan'er thanks you for your favor, Master."

Zhou Haoran felt a great sense of satisfaction. "Hmm, get up! Wan'er, from now on you will be my beloved concubine. Be obedient and behave well."

"Yes."

Sheng responded gently and quietly.

Once they got up, their attitude changed, and they slapped his leg hard several times.

"You're so mean!"

Sheng Wenwan felt a sense of shame.

However, this feeling is really strange.

After being "trained" by him for two months, this sense of shame surprisingly gave rise to an indescribable feeling of excitement and pleasure.

Zhou Haoran chuckled and said, "Aunt Wan, let's do this from now on. Isn't that more romantic?"

"You're driving me crazy!"

Sheng Wenwan bit her lip, her eyes filled with reproach and annoyance.

Zhou Haoran knew she was embarrassed, so he avoided the topic and said, "There's a negotiation meeting tomorrow. By then, the acquisition negotiations for the Sancai Printing Factory will be basically finalized. Is the money ready?"

Sheng Wenwan nodded slightly, "Not counting the deducted amount, the company's available cash flow is 270 million."

"Enough!" Zhou Haoran waved his hand. "Where are my clothes? I have to leave now."

Now I have two homes.

There's one on Qingmei's side, and another on Aunt Wan's side.

Both of them would buy him a lot of clothes.

Naturally, their clothes got mixed up.

Now, after our lovemaking with Aunt Wan, we'll change into the new underwear, shirt, and trousers she prepared, leaving behind Qingmei's old outfit.

Fortunately, when he got home, Qiao Suiqing saw that he was wearing clothes that she hadn't bought, so she didn't say anything.

She knew he was seeing someone else.

Default.

I've gotten used to it.

The next day marked the final stage in resolving this commercial dispute between Changxing Printing Factory and Sancai Printing Factory.

Mai Liangping was naturally extremely unwilling.

This printing factory is the culmination of his life's work.

He invested all the 800 million yuan he had earned from trading, and even got his good friend to invest 200 million yuan... He thought that by hooking up with Young Master Lu, he could successfully transform himself from a middleman into a socially influential entrepreneur!
Unexpectedly, less than a year later, what awaited them was a cold and cruel reality.

The bank debt is 850 million, with an annual interest rate of 15%.

The monthly interest is 10 yuan.

However, the factory is now sealed off.

The delayed payment for several previous orders led to a break in the cash flow of the Sancai Printing Factory.

The workers couldn't be paid their wages, the upstream paper mills couldn't be repaid, and they couldn't even pay the bank interest.

How to do?
Mai Liangping felt as if his heart was being torn apart.

At this point, Lu Shao proposed the ultimate solution—to sell the Sancai Printing Factory to Changxing Printing Factory, thus getting rid of the workers' wages, upstream debts, and bank debts.

"Alright, a real man makes decisions when necessary!"

Seeing that he was still hesitant, Lu Shao gave him a stern warning.

"Young Master Lu, is there really no chance?"

Mai Liangping was unwilling to accept this.

“Give up. The factory has been sealed off for so many days. You’re being used as a negative example, and there’s nothing I can do about it.” Young Master Lu sighed, speaking earnestly, “Sell the factory, and at least you can get rid of your debts and have a chance to start over. If you don’t sell, you’ll be heavily indebted. Not only will the bank seize the factory, but you’ll also be burdened with debts you can’t repay for the rest of your life. Let go!”

(End of this chapter)