I Don’t Want To Be Popular

Dong Bo looked at each other and left.

When Chen Chuan saw the two running out of the room, he also put away the wooden knives.

Wang Facai walked in and saw Chen Chuan's desperate look. He asked: "Hey, are you okay? Are you injured? Are they here to bully you?"

Chen Chuan shook his head and thought about it just now... he took the ashtray and patted the black-faced youth on the head. This behavior seemed inappropriate. Although the black-faced young man seemed to want to be taken as soon as he entered the door, he could not really give him a shot.

Speaking of it, the moment he picked up the ashtray, he seemed to be affected by the [Weapon Master]. The 50 points of heroism directly caused him to become heroic, turning everything into a weapon.

Although, I controlled my strength.

But in the future, I really can't do this easily. The power of British temperament is beyond my imagination.

Chen Chuan took another sip of water, looked at Wang Facai standing in front of him, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I...I'm okay when I'm idle, come and see if you leave? Do you have any luggage that I need to help pack up?" Wang Facai said.

"It's already packed." Chen Chuan said.

"Oh, what time is your plane?" Wang Facai asked.

"eight pm."

"Oh."

"Yeah." Chen Chuan looked at her and smiled, "You look pretty in this dress."

"What makes me look good in clothes? Have you ever seen me when I am not wearing?" Wang Facai smiled.

"Halo...I said I was wearing this dress, this dress...not really." Chen Chuan said.

"Really?" She smiled shyly, "The first time I wore such expensive clothes, it was equivalent to two months' salary. Thank you for shouting!"

Anyway, after eight o'clock in the evening, more than four hours, Chen Chuan teased her and said, "What did you say when buying clothes?"

"Forgot..." She didn't want to admit it.

"Didn't you say that if you buy another one for you, don't you want to do it at night?"

"Uh... then it's not night yet." She said, "Don't think I took a shower, blown my hair, put on makeup, changed my beautiful clothes and came to you, just want to be with you. I'm really here to help you pack up, and then just chat and chat. Because I think you are a mysterious person and want to know more about you."

"Well, I will treat myself as a fool and believe your words." Chen Chuan said with a smile, "What do you want to know and where do you start?"

"What are you doing?" Wang Facai asked curiously, "You are so young, handsome, and so rich?"

Chen Chuan stood up and picked up a pen and paper from the table. The paper was on the suggestion book. The pen was a pencil. He had Shi Tao's traditional Chinese painting skills and Xi Shijin's oil painting heritage. He drew a picture in two strokes.

In the painting, Wang Facai is holding an umbrella in one hand and sipping melon seeds in the other, standing on St. Catherine Avenue in Bordeaux.

"Wow! What a beautiful girl!" Wang Facai said, looking at the painting, narcissistically, "The figure is so good, it must be very comfortable to hug and sleep."

"Haha!" Chen Chuan was amused by her, and said, "Looks beautiful, but he has a thin body and there is not much meat on his body. Will he panic?"

"What do you know, this is thin and fleshy when you dress." She smiled beautifully, "I can't tell, you are so good at drawing, cartoonist, no wonder I called Da Sakura."

"How did you know that Da Sakura and I called?"

"Because, when we were together, you always looked at her and never looked at me." Wang Facai said.

"Then what if I am embarrassed to look at you, after all, your fresh and refined little beauty is rare in Southeast Asia." Chen Chuan said.

"Nima! You have eaten honey with your little mouth, haven't you? Compliment me again, I will be ecstatic!"

"It's so easy to be immortal." Chen Chuan said.

Wang Facai blinked, seemingly understanding.

Chen Chuan remembered that he learned from the detector that this girl's specialty is one-word horse, and asked: "You asked me just now, and I also asked you, what are your specialty?"

"I don't have any. If I have, I won't be a hard worker."

"not a single one?"

"Well, none of them." Wang Facai said, "If I have to say something, I don't know if it counts? Forget it... I won't do it for you, so that I won't be riding a tiger."

"The idiom is very precise." Chen Chuan said.

In this way, the two chatted in the room about some unnutritious knocks.

No matter how dull Chen Chuan is, he knows in his heart that a girl took a bath, put on makeup, and wore beautiful clothes to knock on the door of his hotel room. Is it really just to help organize her luggage?

But for the sake of face, it's hard to put it straight, after all, the girls have thin faces.

But Chen Chuan didn't have a thick-skinned face, and he wasn't embarrassed to say that as time passed by, he was getting closer and closer to eight o'clock in the evening, so let's get to the airport at least 1.5 hours earlier.

The air was gradually filled with the atmosphere of hormonal gunpowder, which seemed to be just a little bit.

If you delay it, time will run out.

How to pierce this layer of window paper?

Chen Chuan looked at the girl next to him.

The girl lowered her head to drink water in silence.

"Actually, I do have a specialty. I practiced dancing when I was a child, and I know how to make a horse, do you want to watch..." Wang Facai said.

"Well, but your jeans seem inconvenient, right?" Chen Chuan said, "If you want to do it, you have to take it off..."

"Hmm..." Wang Facai nodded in a very small voice. It is rare for her to be so shy, "I never did this pose in front of others. Would you like to see it."

"Okay..." Chen Chuan took a deep breath, ready to watch.

At this time, I only heard that the door of the room was "dongdongdong" again.

Chen Chuan and Wang Facai looked at each other.

Wang Facai was crying and said, "Isn't that sister coming to you?"

"Boom boom boom!"

Wang Facai looked at the phone. It was half past five in the evening. She came at four o’clock. For an hour and a half, she was chatting with a giggle and smirk. Hey, what is there to talk about, young man, Is it not good to be honest with each other?

Have to delay until now, someone knocks on the door? !

Chen Chuan got up from the sofa and went to open the door. Standing at the door was indeed Teng Qingqing in a dark green trench coat.

Teng Qingqing's eyes passed through Chen Chuan's shoulders and saw Wang Facai sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Teng Qingqing bit her lower lip lightly and said, "You didn't let me, if I want to admit my mistake, I will come to you at night?"

"Ok."

"I'm here, why are you here?" Teng Qingqing asked.

Wang Facai immediately got up from the sofa and said hurriedly, "Sister, I'm here to help Chen Chuan pack up, so I'll leave. We didn't do anything, so we talked for a while. Really, Chen Chuan is very good. Yes, if you like each other, please cherish it. Well, I’m leaving, goodbye to my sister, Chen Chuan is destined to see you again, and I’m glad to meet you on this journey."

"Well, I am also very happy to meet you, and see you by chance." Chen Chuan said, "You must pay attention to safety when traveling alone."

"Yeah, I will. I am a god-blessed body, and nothing will happen. Let's go, goodbye." Wang Facai waved his hand and said goodbye to Chen Chuan and Teng Qingqing.

Teng Qingqing looked at Chen Chuan with a smile.

Chen Chuan spread his hands and said with a smile: "I really didn't do anything. She was a poor employee in Singapore. I met her on the road. I gave her a piece of clothes. She was so happy, so she made a special trip to thank you."

"Why explain to me, I'm just an ordinary friend of yours." Teng Qingqing smiled and said, walking into the living room. When she was about to sit down, she saw the blood on the sofa.

Blood! That's where the girl sat.

Teng Qingqing smiled and cried in her heart. Hehe, the acting skills of two people are really natural enough. Is this just doing nothing?

Chen Chuan didn't pay attention. Teng Qingqing noticed the blood stains on the sofa. It was pitiful. It was blood lying down on the head of a black-faced young man in an ashtray. It was serious blood.

"What's the matter?" Chen Chuan looked at Teng Qingqing's face and slowly lost his smile.

Teng Qingqing smiled: "It's nothing."

"Are you here to admit your mistake?" Chen Chuan asked.

"Hehe, I'll recognize Nima!" Teng Qingqing said.

The atmosphere suddenly froze.

"Um..." Chen Chuan wondered, what does this mean? Are you kidding or swearing?

On the surface, co-authoring came to admit mistakes, but actually came to spray people?

"Do you know that our Teng family and Dong family are going to jointly purchase a winery in Bordeaux, a winery worth 13 million euros, and the two are in partnership. Do you know what this means?" Teng Qingqing said.

Chen Chuan understood. Anyway, the two partners invested in a project, and then the two children set up a marriage. From now on, they will become a family.

"The Teng family has encountered difficulties in its operations in the past two years and needs help from Dong Bo's grandfather." Teng Qingqing said, "My grandfather is very optimistic about the Bordeaux winery project, and he is also optimistic about Dong Bo. Dong Bo treats me too. Very good, do you know what this means?" Teng Qingqing said again.

"Well, I know." Chen Chuan said.

"What do you want to say? Happy or unhappy?" Teng Qingqing asked.

Chen Chuan brought her a bottle of mineral water and took a sip of it himself, yes, what do you have to say about this kind of thing?

If Dong Bo is a reliable person, then Teng Qingqing is 33 years old, there is such a righteous couple, and the young rich second generation is married, that would be great.

It can be seen that Dong Bo also likes Teng Qingqing.

Normal men would like it. Although they are older, they are well maintained. They look like a twenty-four or five-year-old girl. She has a good figure, good looks and temperament, and her voice is a nice goddess voice. The rich lady has no bad habits except for playing online games.

But as a normal man~www.ltnovel.com~ what's so happy about this.

Moreover, he has a systematic blessing. The difficulties encountered by the Teng family can be solved by the Dong Bo family, but can he not solve it?

But the difficulties of the Teng family have been solved. How about Teng Qingqing?

"Is this old woman sitting in front of you and saying this, isn't it ridiculous?" Teng Qingqing asked.

"You are not old." Chen Chuan drank water, looked at her, and asked seriously, "What difficulties your family has encountered, tell me."

"You can't help. What time are you getting on the plane?" Teng Qingqing asked back, "Why... first... and then talk about business?"

Chen Chuan looked at his watch. It was six o'clock in the evening, and he was on the eight o'clock plane.

Teng Qingqing said in a surprised tone: "Royal Oak 25865bc? I want to recognize your financial resources again."

As we all know, this model is Audemars Piguet's most expensive watch king, with a public price of 9.86 million.