I Just Want To Farm

   Chapter 457

But Qin Yu really has something, and there is a reason for not going, and there is also a reason why Qin Yuan and Lao Bao went north this time, because Qin Yuan’s company and Qin Yu’s company’s business development have spread to the north, especially Qin Yu The shop was opened extremely fast and very large, as if it was opened-mainly because of her wealth, and she doesn’t look forward at all, she spends money when she sees it, but except that Xianjia Xiaoyuan is an original one. In addition, she is now mainly engaged in acquisitions and investments, which can save time and money spent on manpower and company construction.

  Of course, the acquisition must also be acquired, otherwise it will be a gifting boy.

  It depends on ability.

  Qin Yu's skills and the skills of the CEO hired from New York with a high salary!

  It’s been a year.

  She is also in her third year of high school.

   went downstairs and greeted the aunt who was in charge of cleaning the house, and then went into the kitchen to make toast and milk. It was the spring time of March and April when a hundred flowers blossomed and the scenery was wonderful.

  "Xiaoyu, you got up really early, are you going to participate in some campus cultural festival in the city?" the aunt asked with a smile, wiping the table.

  Qin Yu took out the warm milk cup from the microwave, set it aside, pinched a piece of toast with her fingers, and bit it. While looking at today’s newspaper, she said, "Forget it, auntie knows it too?"

  "I know, my daughter is also in high school, but her grades are not good, so she is no better than you in second high school."

  Qin Yu also just smiled politely.

The aunt has always known that the owner’s daughter is an independent master. She has a gentle temperament, but she is not too enthusiastic about others, so she won’t say much. She just looks at the Qin Yu drinking milk and reading the newspaper. The restaurant’s floor-to-ceiling windows shine brightly. The sun fell on her, and the hairs that were pierced in the back of her head looked very beautiful, and she felt a little bit emotional-she had served so many wealthy people, and she had seen so many children who were carved and carved. No one can compare to this.

  I don’t know how to say it. It’s one thing to look good, but I feel that there is something that I can’t say is good.

Yes, it’s very good, as if everyone can push her down. It feels like this at first glance, no matter where she stands, even those businessmen and bosses who come to the house occasionally or some cultural people, in the end They are all centered on her.

  I was curious and surprised the first time, and then I got used to it again and again. I am afraid that those people are also used to it. She also saw a fat boss ask Qin Yu shyly about business matters.

  I have also seen Qin Yu holding a mobile phone and making several calls in foreign languages, and I have also seen that she has hosted foreigners, and spent many hours talking in the study.

  Auntie was thinking about it, but Qin Yu took care of herself eating, biting on toast and chewing, and by the way, gave a piece to Jiaojiao who was eating next to her. The phone rang, Qin Yu took a look, huh? Wen Xi's information.

  The first sentence is-myself?

Ok? Who else can I be?

  Qin Yu raised his eyebrows and took the phone back—otherwise who was it?

  ——Who took the picture of you?

  ——Jiaojiao.

  ——Can Jiaojiao take photos like this?

  ——What other photos can he take, why?

  ——． . . . .

  Wen Xi did not return, Qin Yu drank the milk, slid his finger up, slid to the photo, his finger paused.

  Five minutes ago.

  Wen Xi was also getting up, eating breakfast, this mouthful of milk has not been swallowed, there is a text message from the phone, it’s Qin Yu, the photo?

  She also glanced at random and choked!

   After coughing a few times, I was a little unbelievable, thinking that I had read it wrong, so I will look at it later. . . .

  Yes, this is a **** ~ photo of a young woman.

  Wearing pants and no clothes, only the back without the front.

  This is also a **** photo!

  Wen Xi put down the milk cup with a strange expression. He heard Zheng Wan ask: "What's the matter? Is it uncomfortable? His face is so red."

   "Huh? It's okay, I'm choking." Wen Xi smiled back and clicked off the photo. After Zheng Wan stopped looking at it, she picked up the phone and sent a text message.

   After reading the first sentence, she knew that this photo was not sent by Qin Yu, Jiaojiao?

  On the other side, Qin Yu looked at herself with her back naked in the photo, raised her eyebrows, and looked at Jiaojiao calmly.

  Jiaojiao noticed it, raised her head, chewing the toast in her mouth, her cheeks were bulging, and she could still make a sound: "You can send it what you said."

  Qin Yu: "I don't need your explanation."

   Jiaojiao: "So what?"

  Qin Yu: "I decided to have porridge with pickles at noon."

  Three seconds, Jiaojiao knelt, hugged Qin Yu’s leg and begged for mercy, crying and crying: Uncle, forgive me.

  "You are a fat cat, not a little white lotus who sold his body to bury his father, oh, I am not talking about your father."

  "..."

  KO Jiaojiao, Wen Xi has another one.

  ——I have deleted the photo. I am afraid that there will be traces on the Internet. I will ask Jiaojiao not to post this kind of pictures in the future. It’s not good. You'd better delete the original pictures and deal with the traces.

  Woo, it’s really rigorous, little girl.

  Qin Yu smiled, and back—Are you afraid that I will ask you for equality?

  Warm and wonder-what?

  Qin Yu——You got this kind of picture of me, and you have seen it before. You can’t give me your picture? I will destroy it after reading it, don’t panic~~

Stinking rogue! Jiaojiao rolled her eyes and despised her!

  Wen Xi was silent for a long time, and he actually sent a photo.

  Qin Yu looked at it and laughed, Jiaojiao also looked at it, and she sprayed immediately.

  The picture shows a beautiful poached egg, but it was cut in half.

What does that mean?

   Jiaojiao: "I think she might want your eggs to break. By the way, do you have any eggs?"

  It seems that she is angry to make Goddess Wen so violent.

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After teasing the little girl in the morning, she was refreshed, Qin Yu went to the garage and drove out after eating. Jiaojiao took a nap in the back seat and asked Qin Yu: "What is your campus culture festival? Ghost? No need to go to class, play? Or a cultural performance?"

   "Let's have everything, just to give the students a chance to relax, how to play and how they want to play, eat, drink and perform."

  Jiaojiao surprise: "Wow, what can I eat! Barbecue, snacks, hot pot?!!!"

"Why do you pay attention to food in an instant? You quickly spread your thoughts... Oh, I know, because you are Jiaojiao, your thoughts are not spreading thoughts, but the instinctive desires of the flesh." Qin Yu said to himself. Talking to himself, it's so black that it's too delicate.

  It's almost nothing to say that gluttony is so lustful.

Jiaojiao was depressed and speechless, but she also asked, "Then all the high school students went there today?"

  Qin Yu: “The provincial campus culture festival is held in the provincial capital H city. Generally speaking, the local schools of the second middle school in H city are mainly used. Only some students from other places can come and participate."

Others don’t care, Qin Yu and Jiaojiao don’t care, and this campus culture festival doesn’t matter, so she didn’t report any programs. Although most of the people in No. 2 Middle School are talented and some like food, they called a group. People set up small stalls, but it is very lively anyway.

  She used to respond to a scene.

   "There is still food, you have to buy something for me to eat!"

  When did I miss you?

Qin Yu was arguing with Jiaojiao, and the car was also on the highway. When fast entering the city, there were more cars on the main traffic line. Qin Yu drove the car neatly. Suddenly, Jiaojiao said, "Yu, I listen. To some sounds."

what sound? Did you fart?

  (End of this chapter)