The Sick and Weak Horse Dressed As a Villain

Chen Jianan slept faintly with this sleep, and when he woke up, it was already bright.

He opened his eyes in a daze. The headache of a hangover made him know for a while. He saw Qiao Wen sitting cross-legged next to him, smiling at him. He beat his head uncomfortably and asked: "Little Joe ,what time is it?"

Seeing him uncomfortable, Qiao Wen stretched out his hand to rub his temples, and said: "It's almost nine o'clock, Brother Nan, if you have a headache, go to sleep for a while."

Chen Jianan closed his eyes and groaned comfortably under his pressure.

Qiao Wen bent his lips to look at this young and handsome face, pressed for a while, and said nonchalantly: "Brother Nan, you told me about it when you were drunk yesterday."

Chen Canan, who was enjoying with his eyes closed, sat up abruptly as if he had been struck by lightning, and stared at him, "What did you say?"

Qiao Wen looked at his panic-stricken eyes with a smile, and repeated unhurriedly: "You told me that you were drunk yesterday."

Chen Jianan only felt that his mind was blank, and he faltered: "I... I told you what."

Qiao Wen said: "It's the thing that you have been hiding in your heart recently and dare not tell me."

Chen Jianan stuck to the wall on his body as if he was facing a big enemy, and his cheeks became bloodless with a brush. He has always been a fearless temperament, but now he is clearly scared.

Qiao Wen frowned, what the **** was this guy hiding from himself, even if it was murder and arson, it shouldn't be the case.

He reached out and poked his arm: "Brother Nan—"

Chen Jianan shrank like an electric shock, and said with a mournful face: "Xiao Qiao, I don't know why this happens, but I just can't help it. Don't ignore me. I promise you will control yourself. Won't bully you."

Qiao Wen originally wanted to deceive him, but the more he listened, the more confused he became. What is this all about!

He frowned at his face that could almost be called a breakdown, held his arm, and said softly, "Brother Nan, why would I ignore you? Even if you murder and set fire, I won't ignore you. !"

Although Chen Jianan is a two-hundred-and-five hundred, but in fact, his main reason is that he is open-minded and does not have those crooked eyes. It does not mean that he has no brains. Hearing Qiao Wen's words, he calmed down a little, looked down and held himself. Hands. If Xiao Qiao really knew his nasty thoughts, it would be impossible to treat himself calmly and intimately.

He held Qiao Wen's hand in his palm without a trace, and the other party did not resist, but still opened a pair of dark eyes and waited for his answer.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and felt that he was really perverted. He quickly released the hand holding Qiao Wen and carefully tentatively said: "Xiao Qiao, what did I say to you when I was drunk last night?"

Qiao Wenwen thought that he was about to cheat, but he didn't expect that he suddenly threw the problem to himself, paused, and said: "It's the thing you've been hiding from me recently."

Chen Canan said: "I really don't want to hide it. I have concealed several things recently, so which one did I tell you last night?"

Qiao Wen: "...the thing that embarrass you the most."

Chen Jianan had already determined at this moment that Qiao Wen didn’t know that he was as perverted as Qin Yunfei, and that he was only perverted about him, so he was relieved for the time being, and then pretended to sigh, and said: "Well, now that you know, I can't lie to you anymore, I did give people a loan shark outside."

Qiao Wen: "???"

Chen Jianan continued: "I recently helped people collect the bills and raised a lot of commissions. You told me to make money and don't spend it randomly. You have to learn how to make money. I originally wanted you to help me take care of it. Thinking about the money earned from collecting accounts, I didn't know how to handle it, so I thought about handling it myself. I didn't know anything about stocks, so I listened to the kids and went out to lend money."

Qiao Wen didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a while, and it wouldn't matter how serious it was, but it was really not a good thing, and it wasn't surprising that he kept it from himself. It's just... if this is the case, it's obviously unreasonable for him to be so scared just now.

In other words, he was still hiding the most important thing from himself, and it was obvious that he didn't know.

I really underestimated him.

He glanced at him calmly, and his expression was much more relaxed than when he woke up from the shock. He thought for a while and said, "Brother Nan, how much did you put in?"

Chen Jianan replied: "The twenty to thirty thousand earned in the past few months have been released." After a pause, he added another "But you can rest assured, my interest is lower than everyone on the road, so I am willing to come if I know it." I borrowed money here. Both are satisfied, and I dare not refuse to pay back the money. I have already made thousands of yuan."

It's really a loan shark of conscience, it's a pity not to be a banker.

Qiao Wen complained about it, saying: "No matter what, lending is not the right way. In fact, whether it is investment or business, you can learn slowly. I will buy you some books later. You can take a look first, you don’t understand. You can also ask me."

Chen Jianan got a big brain when he heard that he was studying, and he hugged his head and jumped out of bed: "Then I'll just give you the money. Just tell me what I need to do, and forget about reading."

Qiao Wen sighed and said with a smile: "Then why can't I keep managing the money for you? You have to take care of yourself if you want to marry a wife and have children in the future."

Chen Jianan turned around and said suddenly: "I won't marry a wife."

Qiao Wen laughed: "What silly thing are you talking about? How can a man not marry a wife and have children?"

Chen Jianan fell silent. After a while, he asked abruptly: "Xiao Qiao, are you going to marry a wife and have children?"

Qiao Wen originally answered yes for granted, but when the words reached his lips, he suddenly froze again. He is a person from another world. Does he really want to live the life of an ordinary person here?

Obviously I have no interest in such a life.

He spread his hands, smiled and said, "Maybe, I don't know."

"Oh." Chen Jianan nodded angrily and said in a low voice, "but I just want to live with you like this."

Qiao Wen was stunned, and suddenly realized that in this other world, what he seemed to expect most was to get along with Chen Jianan in such a close relationship.

He sighed and smiled: "Me too."

Chen Canan, whose eyes had dimmed, immediately recovered a bit of expression, curled his lips and smiled, and said, "Xiao Qiao, don't worry, I won't bully you."

The confused Qiao Wen was about to ask him carefully, he had already jumped out the door humming a little song.

Qiao Wen smiled and shook his head, got up and went to work.

When I first arrived at the office, I noticed densely packed newspapers on the table. Lin Zihui was excited to bury his head in the pile of papers. Seeing him come in, he beckoned and said: "Awen, you see that the news of our opening yesterday has a lot of newspapers, and the pages are good. All of them are not bad. It seems that the fare we paid to reporters is worth the ride."

Qiao Wen smiled and said: "It's mainly because of Li Xingchen's light. After all, they are popular niches."

Lin Zihui nodded: "That's true." He pulled his head out of the pile of newspapers and said with a smile, "Speaking of which, if it weren't for you, our new brand wouldn't be so smooth."

Qiao Wen smiled and said: "Don't be too happy, just start now, and then be happy when you make money."

Lin Zihui said: "I just called and went to the store. The business is very hot. The store is busy going through it. We will go to the store together later."

Qiao Wen nodded, took a few newspapers and flipped through it. Lin Zihui leaned over, pointed at the photo in the newspaper in his hand, and smiled: "Awen, look at you and Li Xingchen standing next to him. You look more like a star than him."

"How can it be!" Qiao Wen said amused. Although he said so, Qiao Wen looked at himself in the newspaper and couldn't help sighing that Xiao Qiao, a good skin bag, was indeed no worse than Li Xingchen.

From the Republic of China to the present, there has long been the embryonic form of the fan circle culture of later generations. Because of Li Xingchen, newspapers are naturally hot today.

As usual, Chen Jianan took a few horses out of the city to collect the accounts. He passed by a newspaper stall. He didn't pay much attention to it. He suddenly heard a few female middle school students huddled together and chattering.

"My God, Li Xingchen is so pretty! I want to cut out his photo and paste it on the bedside."

"Huh? Who is this pretty boy on Li Xingchen's left? Is it a movie star? Why haven't I seen it."

"Yeah, I haven't seen it either. It's more handsome than Li Xingchen."

"Don't talk nonsense, Li Xingchen is the best in the world."

"Can you be objective, this person is indeed more beautiful? But then again, what has he acted in?"

"People are not stars, they are the managers of this brand."

"Such a young man is a manager? So amazing, what should I do? I think he looks better."

Chen Jianan, who was eavesdropping on the side, felt that something was wrong as he listened. He couldn't help but crane his neck and glanced at the newspaper in the hands of several girls. This glance naturally caught the Qiao Wen in the newspaper.

Because his actions were really sneaky and scary, even though he looked handsome, he also frightened several female middle school students into newspapers and hurriedly left.

Chen Jianan didn’t take it seriously. Standing in front of the newspapers and magazines, he began to look for reports about Mengzhen’s opening yesterday. After a while, he asked him to find several newspapers with ribbon-cutting photos, whether they were clear or fuzzy, front or side, as long as there was Qiao Wen. He bought all of the figures, then picked up the clearest one and held it in the air with a smirk.

Ma Tsai, who was following him, saw that something was wrong with him, and tentatively asked, "Brother Nan, did you buy so many newspapers to use as toilet paper?" After all, he just recognized a basket of characters, although he can barely read newspapers, but so many The newspaper clearly surpassed his knowledge.

Chen Jianan raised the newspaper and knocked on Xiao Ma Zai's head, pointed at the photo above, and said, "I see, my brother is in the newspaper."

Looking back, he wanted to cut it out and mount it on the head of the bed.