After returning home, Liu Changan prepared the mustard vegetables and ate the tall bamboo shoots for lunch.
The tall bamboo shoots were cultivated as a grain before the Tang Dynasty. It was one of the six grains, Zizania. It was a unique aquatic vegetable of China. After cutting it into pieces, adding salt to the broth and cooking wine, it would be refreshing and moisturizing.
The stir-fried meat with tall bamboo shoots and the stir-fried chicken were both delicious. Liu Changan didn't eat much meat because he had to be thrifty in his life. Although the daily lifestyle of eating fish, meat, chickens, ducks, cows, and sheep meant the improvement of his economic level and the quality of his life, Liu Changan always believed that the traditional lifestyle of eating light dishes on weekdays and cooking meat and fish on holidays was more satisfying.
Some leaves fell from the Chinese parasol tree in the courtyard. It seemed that there were too many leaves. The number of old people sleeping under the Chinese parasol tree decreased by two or three.
To his surprise, Liu Changan received a call from Fan Jian, saying that there was a job at the construction site. It was still 200 RMB a day, but with Liu Changan's efficiency, he should be able to finish it in half a day.
This job probably had something to do with Zhongqing, but Zhongqing didn't want Liu Changan to have any contact with Zhu Juntang. Therefore, Liu Changan went to work without worry.
Fan Jian was wearing a neat and clean suit today. The wrinkles on the back were a little obvious. It seemed that he hadn't worn it for a long time. He just took it out from the box. "Little Liu, today's job is to move this pile of bricks to the other side."
"Okay. I will do my best." Liu Changan was very happy that Fan Jian was willing to give him work. He was full of energy.
Although it was only Zhongqing's instruction, Fan Jian still paid attention to Liu Changan's reaction. Everyone has a moral need to satisfy. Fan Jian felt that he had helped a young man to feel the warmth from a stranger when he was struggling to survive.
The machinery on the construction site was busy and orderly, with the smell of soil dug up from the ground. It was the accumulation of hundreds and thousands of years. Humans explored the universe in units of light years, but they knew very little about the crust under our feet. In a sense, the study of the crust was more meaningful than the study of the stars, but it was also more difficult … The slightly deeper parts of the earth under our feet often had no traces of exploration for countless years.
Fan Jian seemed to be very free. From time to time, he would come over to check on Liu Changan. After finishing the work, Fan Jian handed two hundred yuan to Liu Changan. This time, Liu Changan didn't leave immediately. It just so happened that a few of Fan Jian's subordinates were resting. They were playing Fight the Landlord in Fan Jian's office, so Liu Changan stayed for a while to play.
At most, Liu Changan won more than a thousand yuan, but in the end, he lost all of it. He didn't win or lose for the entire afternoon.
Fan Jian reported Liu Changan's performance in the afternoon to Zhongqing. In front of Fan Jian, Zhongqing didn't say anything, but he had already confirmed that Liu Changan was a bad person.
Lecherous: In the morning, he could have helped her casually, but he insisted on holding her waist, and he pulled her into his arms forcefully. This was a common tactic used by lecherous people. After a long time, he let go of Zhongqing.
Gambling: Playing cards and mahjong was nothing, but he only earned two hundred yuan in total, and then he went to play Fight the Landlord and almost lost it all.
Unrestrained and insatiable: If he won a little and left, and quit while he was ahead, winning more than a thousand yuan was not a small amount for him. But after he won, he lost it all. According to Fan Jian, Liu Changan sighed, and his eyes were red from the loss. He had already won, so what if he lost it back?
How could such a person be allowed to come into contact with Zhu Juntang? Not only did Zhongqing have to be responsible for Zhu Juntang, but he also had to carry out the orders of the Zhu family's third wife.
Why was Zhu Juntang interested in Liu Changan? This puzzled Zhongqing. Although it seemed to have nothing to do with the relationship between a man and a woman, a girl's curiosity about a boy was a dangerous signal. Zhongqing had to eliminate this danger. Unfortunately, Zhu Juntang refused to tell him the reason, and only asked Zhongqing to do his best to arrange a meeting between her and Liu Changan.
Zhongqing sent away Fan Jian, who wanted to curry favor with him, and asked if he could call Liu Changan over tomorrow. Then, he received a message from Zhu Juntang and Qin Yanan back at Baolong Center. Today, the two of them went to Miyin Temple in Jingxiang County to burn incense and pray to Buddha.
"Glanfin and Ms. Susan are ready. After an hour of spa, there will be a meeting with Manager Sima. Dinner is set at Lanxi Hall. Today, there will be a black garlic steak on the menu. Mr. Zhang Jiawei will be in charge of the wine pairing. At your request, he was transferred over from Taipei Restaurant. Today, he will officially be in charge of your food and wine pairing." Zhongqing followed Zhu Juntang's footsteps. He could see that the girl's brisk footsteps indicated that she was in a good mood today.
"Zhang Jiawei is your second brother's friend, right? Aren't you afraid that he will poison you? " Qin Yanan had some impression of Zhang Jiawei. He was a man who lived a refined life, had a mustache, loved good food and wine, and was a professional food connoisseur. He often wrote articles for food magazines, and his latest official job was as a restaurant manager at a Michelin star restaurant under Zhu Juntang's name.
"Zhang Jiawei made Zhu Lixing a cuckold … Haha … He begged me to protect him. How could he help Zhu Lixing to deal with me?" Zhu Juntang laughed. "Do you still remember that awl-faced model who called herself Little Yang Ming?"
Qin Yanan frowned. Obviously, she couldn't remember because there were too many girls like this. Their makeup, temperament, even the tone of voice, and the names they gave were all the same. To be able to remember them after a single encounter, one must have a superhuman memory or a perverted ghost.
However, as a buyer's market, the buyer's demand determined the seller's quality. Such girls were emerging one after another, indicating that there was a market for them. On the one hand, such girls were frequently seen clashing with vulgar comments. On the other hand, such girls were increasing in number. Was this a phenomenon that was solely determined by the girls' aesthetic?
"I won't have dinner tonight. After the spa, I'll go back to my room to rest for a while. I'm going to pick up my father in the evening. He'll come here by high-speed rail."
Qin Yanan stretched lazily. As an important local official, Qin Huai's schedule was tight. However, because Qin Peng's birthday was probably this old revolutionary's last birthday, both the capital and the local government attached great importance to it. They had sent many important officials, friends, and relatives. Qin Peng could only receive a few people. The vast majority of people were socialized by Qin Huai. Even though there were only a few people who were qualified to speak directly with Qin Huai, it still took up a lot of his time.
There was a lotus pond in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window of the spa room. Qin Yanan was not used to completely undressing. Facing the transparent window with a wide view, Zhong Qing opened the water curtain. After the two senior spa technicians chose the music, Zhong Qing was ready to leave.
Zhu Juntang stopped her.
"If I didn't think that I might have to receive you, I would only prepare one bed here." Zhu Juntang looked at Qin Yanan's big breasts with bright eyes.
"I don't owe you. You'd better save those words for your mother." Qin Yanan couldn't help raising her hand to cover her chest.
"Don't press her chest. She is very sensitive." Zhu Juntang ordered, "Only I can touch it. It's a sacred snow mountain that no one has ever conquered and climbed."
Looking at the ambiguous smiles on the faces of the two technicians, Qin Yanan's cheeks were like blooming peach blossoms in the morning. She glared at Zhu Juntang but didn't bother to explain anything. Zhu Juntang probably grew up drinking milk. She lacked the maternal love from Mrs. Zhu San and paid special attention to other people's rich and fertile positions which were full of maternal love.
Qin Yanan ignored Zhu Juntang and lay down comfortably, feeling the rhythm of the fingers on her skin that could bring her an amazing salary.
"Did you find him?" Zhu Juntang didn't seem to have any hope and asked casually.
"No."
Zhu Juntang was not surprised at all. She said lightly, "Then I will find him myself."
Zhong Qing was very helpless. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Actually, I met him this afternoon."
Zhu Juntang immediately grabbed the fingers that were moving around her waist and buttocks. Because she was sensitive there, it was easy to distract her. Zhu Juntang stared at Zhong Qing and said, "Tell me word for word where, what was the scene, and what did you say?"
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