When the liar's words come true, I win

Chapter 254 The spicy taste in front of me is not spicy

"No matter how far away it is, you won't understand. This is a case that the Shenzhen branch has recently received. It's a fairly large media company not far from your building. Its annual turnover exceeds ten small goals, and the training fees it collects alone are as high as more than 30 million a year."

He closed the computer again and said casually, "There were so many complaints that the higher-ups came to shut it down directly."

President He is also very energetic.

He has to take care of the business over there, and there is also a homestay over there. When he has time, he would taste the tea and appraise the treasures.

The work in the office was not neglected.

Although I have never been there in person, I just saw that his chat tool was covered with red dots.

The light in her eyes quickly faded, and she said in frustration:

"So fast. I was just thinking of urging you to get one too, so we can collect some training fees."

"Teach what?"

Teaching what?

You can't teach anti-fraud.

Isn't this just taking away Ashe's job?

“You teach them to appreciate tea.”

He Muzhou was too lazy to answer her.

Gu Qingyan came over from nowhere and asked, "You were looking for me just now?"

Shen Jia didn't wait for Xu Ge, and felt like he suddenly lost hundreds of millions, and his mood suddenly became bad.

She replied lazily, "It's alright, I just wanted to ask how much money you have. I want to know what the criteria are for measuring a young master?"

Gu Qingyan straightened her casually stretched legs, made room for her, and then sat down next to her.

"What a mess."

He Muzhou was washing the cups and replied calmly, "We are talking about the young master from Qianliu Academy."

"What is the Young Master of Qianliu Academy? Anyone who can live in that place can be a Young Master."

Shen Jia handed him the phone, "Here, it is said that he is an illegitimate young master, very impressive, there was Liu Yong, the friend of women before, this guy is a mentor for girls today."

Gu Qingyan only glanced at the introduction and his eyebrows twitched.

I patiently scrolled through another video, but didn't finish watching it with a grimace, and swiped to the next one.

After a while, the phone seemed to be poisoned and he threw it back to Shen Jia.

"What the hell is this? How can ten generations of hard study be compared to three generations of business? Who the hell said this? Shouldn't this be banned for the New Year?"

He could imagine the audience profile of such a video without even using his toes.

Does he understand what it means to study hard for ten generations?

Is this the same as studying hard for ten years?

After three generations of hard study, if you can't make it to the department level, you can at least make it to the division level.

Ten generations of hard study means that your family has been a family of scholars since the reign of Emperor Qianlong. In two hundred and fifty years, has his IQ only increased to 250?

Three generations in business?

Whenever you meet someone who thinks quickly and knows how to read other people's faces, you won't be able to get over the fact that they have studied hard for ten years.

He has been taking care of the family for the past two years, and after the old man retired, the business is no longer at its former peak of glory.

When Gu Chuan was young, he made great achievements in many areas and was indeed quite capable, and he was very successful.

But behind the scenes, he also has to rely on the old man's face.

After the old man retired, he became a nobody.

This is why he had to semi-retreat.

These people package themselves and dare to say anything in order to sell a course and earn some training fees.

What's the difference between this and a spy who directly persuades people to drop out of school?

He squinted at Shen Jia, "The assembly line shooting technique, the same lines, and such poor acting skills can only fool stupid girls like you who have a lot of money and empty heads."

Shen Jia wanted to kick him.

“I didn’t listen.”

"Didn't you hear what he did? He's ugly."

Ugly... not really.

She looked up at the bad man and turned her head away.

Although, he does have the qualifications to speak ill of others.

"I didn't look at him, okay. Last time, a young lady was selling piglets by drawing fans, and I thought the young master was here to buy some goods now."

"Why would you care about him? He wants you to start a business. With your brain, can you really start a business?"

Die!!!

damn thing!

Just say what you want to say, why do you always mock her for being brainless.

He's the only one who has it, right?

Shen Jia pointed a gun with one hand and stared at him with a half-smile.

"Gu Qingyan, Sister Ning and the driver are currently shopping for a car at Uncle Li Yin's car dealership. Although their dealership is not very lucky, I believe that with Young Master Li's ability, it won't be a problem for him to find me a car in such a short time."

Her smile gradually turned sinister. “When the time comes, you will know whether I can create something or not.”

"If you want me to die, just tell me. There's no need to go through so much trouble."

Death is impossible.

Now that he is dead, isn't her wishing well empty?

At most one of his legs could be broken, but his hands couldn't be injured at all, so he could continue working in a wheelchair.

She kicked him lightly.

"Where are your parents?"

Gu Qingyan grabbed her, raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "Now you know how to care about your parents-in-law?"

When He Muzhou handed him tea, he made a sound full of resentment.

He's not dead yet.

Gu Qingyan put down her feet, lazily picked up the tea on the table, and said, "I was so mad at you last night that I left overnight."

"Wow, why didn't you catch up, you filial son?"

He leaned on the sofa, looking helpless: "I, a filial son, was kicked out last night. My wife must not abandon me in the future."

Shen Jia came closer to him, his face full of concern:

"Do you still have money after being kicked out?"

Gu Qingyan: ...

"Can you care about me a little instead of money?"

She backed away immediately, "Without any money, who has time to care about you? They're not even interested in understanding you."

"You're not interested in abdominal muscles either?"

Ah this...

He tugged at his clothes and tensed his back calculatingly.

The pectoralis major muscles were vaguely visible under the shirt.

There was light in his eyes, and in the blink of an eye a shooting star streaked towards her.

He Muzhou snorted coldly, his tone was disdainful:

"You are like a peacock spreading its feathers early in the morning. Honey, go wash your eyes."

Shen Jia: ...

Is it possible that the person washes his eyes because he sees something that is eye-irritating?

But the spiciness in front of me is not spicy.

It's hotter than chili peppers and makes your heart beat faster.

It is the boundless sea of ​​love dug by the handsome man with tears streaming from his mouth.

Seeing that Shen Jia had left the confusing highway and his eyes gradually became clear, Gu Qingyan glanced at He Muzhou.

"You are such an ungrateful man, you are going to abandon me now that you have me, right?"

"I don't have money, and neither do you. It's very expensive to support a young master like you, who is so precious. We can't use Xie Huaijin's dowry. No matter how much Sheng Hong favors Lin Qinshuang, everyone knows that the dowry of the eldest lady cannot be touched. How embarrassing it would be."

"Who is Sheng Hong? Who is Lin Qinshuang? Is he as powerful as Emperor Ruyan?"

Gu Qingyan frowned and murmured, "Qin Shuang? The bird in beast? How could someone give such a beastly name? It's too uncultured."

Shen Jia: ...

"I don't have any money anyway!"

"You do. And it's all cash flow. You are the richest person here!"

Shen Jia glanced at him!

Who who doesn't want to live leaked his account to him?

She wants to sue the Party Central Committee!

"That's a fixed term. If you don't have money, you'll starve to death for a dozen reincarnations and won't even make it to the fifth year."

It's just that I suffered the loss because I didn't know how to invest.

"Which gigolo are you going to support with the remaining money?"

Buy an island and keep a bunch of handsome men.

Just thinking about it makes me laugh so happily that I’ll get rich.

She patted his head and said, "Don't be so arrogant if you want to have free food. I don't like it!"