Metropolis: I was forced to be the villain

The night is low and the moon is high.

Linjiang Villa, study room on the second floor.

Song Zhiwei was wearing a white shirt that was one size too big, with long hair and a natural shawl. She didn't wear shoes, and her fair feet were just stepping on the carpet.

She was sitting upright in front of the desk, and the computer screen displayed the sales data of various products of Tangzhuang Company, among which six or seven products were cooperated with Tianwei Company.

Behind Song Zhiwei, Jiang Yanchen, who was holding her shoulder, was quietly listening to Song Zhiwei's analysis.

"The hydrating mask and facial cleanser that Tang Zhuang cooperated with our company have reached a peak in sales. It will be very difficult to surpass it with other products!" A string of red numbers, shaking his head slightly.

Jiang Yanchen naturally knew that even the female president of Tianwei Company, which specializes in the cosmetics industry, said it was difficult, so this matter must be difficult.

However, don't forget that Jiang Yanchen came from time travel. Although he was forced to become a villain, he has a system, and the effect of Xueyan Pill can be said to be against the sky.

Before, Jiang Yanchen wanted to add some ingredients of Xueyan Pill to these cosmetics, so the sales volume can be imagined. I am afraid that he will not be able to break the sales record of Tang makeup?
However, whether this method is feasible, we need to ask Song Zhiwei, a professional.

"It's hard, but it doesn't mean it can't be done. Don't forget who I am!" Jiang Yanchen supported Song Zhiwei's shoulders with both hands, slightly supporting her body to face him, and smiled.

Song Zhiwei blinked her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttered, and she opened her mouth, "Do you have an idea?"

"What do you think of the Xueyan Pill's effect?" Jiang Yanchen asked suddenly.

"It's no exaggeration to say it's an elixir!" Song Zhiwei blurted out without thinking.

"Then add some Xueyan Dan to the mask!" Jiang Yanchen reminded.

The clever Song Zhiwei immediately understood what Jiang Yanchen meant, and said with a smile, "You can add the dilution of Xueyan Pill during the mask making process, in that case..."

Song Zhiwei didn't continue talking, she suddenly fell silent, as if she was thinking about something in her mind.

After a long while, he opened his mouth and said, "But in a week, if we want to break the sales record, the time is still a bit tight!"

Jiang Yanchen showed a warm smile, hugged Song Zhiwei into his arms, handed her a medicine bottle, and said, "There are [-] pills of Xueyan Pill in it, you can test it first to see how diluted it can be before it can be released on the market." New mask."

At the same time, Jiang Yanchen's other hand was not idle. After all, Song Zhiwei had the title of "Leg Playing Year". Just looking at those long white legs made people think about it, let alone the close contact at this moment?
But Song Zhiwei didn't let Jiang Yanchen succeed this time, she drove away from the villa by taking advantage of the fact that she was going to test the dilution of Xueyan Pill.

Jiang Yanchen put his palm in front of his nose and smelled it, and exclaimed, "It smells so good!"

After finishing speaking, he went to the railing on the second floor with his mouth still unfinished, looked at the four people who were playing mahjong in the hall on the first floor, and said with emotion: "I can still play mahjong as much as I do?"

In the past, no matter whether it was Murong Rong or Huan Bing, they all wanted to get into Jiang Yanchen's bed every night, but now it's different.

Even though Song Zhiwei had gone out, with the addition of Liu Muyan and Ning Ningshuang, it happened to be another mahjong table, and it was a joy to play.

Especially Murong Rong, who is good at playing and loves to play, she is the one who loses the most every time.

"Yanchen, are you finished?" Murong Rong was facing the corridor on the second floor, and when she saw Jiang Yanchen, she raised her head and asked loudly.

"Ah."

Jiang Yanchen nodded, and walked downstairs slowly, saying as he walked, "Aren't you sleepy?"

Huan Bing tilted his head to look at Jiang Yanchen, and said with a smile: "I'm not sleepy, I'm hitting hard!"

Condensed Cream also nodded without looking up, "[-], touch!"

Liu Muyan pointed to the fruit plate on the table five meters away, and said coquettishly, "Yanchen, go peel an orange and give it to me!"

Upon hearing this, Murong Rong quickly shouted: "I want to eat cherries!"

Jiang Yanchen was taken aback, he was treating him as a servant, and started to order him around!

Although he felt uncomfortable, Jiang Yanchen honestly went to bring the fruit plate and satisfied the demands of the wives one by one.

"Shuang'er, why are you being taken to play mahjong too?" Jiang Yanchen asked with a frown while peeling an apple.

Condensation Frost threw a grape into his mouth, puffed out one side of his cheek, "It's very simple, do you want to play two games, I will give you the seat."

"Don't, don't, I don't play, I'll get you some fruit to eat." Jiang Yanchen shook his head hastily, and refused very simply.

It's not that Jiang Yanchen doesn't know how to play mahjong, but that no matter who replaces him on the field, the remaining three will be his wives. Once there is any favoritism, it will be out of control.

Jiang Yanchen didn't want to cause trouble for himself for no reason.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait!!"

Suddenly, Jiang Yanchen's phone rang, and he stood up and walked to the door, "Have you found it?"

Xiaobai replied: "Master, that kid Xu Mengchuan has gone abroad and went to the beach to bask in the sun!"

"I'm Zhuo! This dog thief runs really fast, but he will enjoy it. His father is probably looking for him too, and I'm afraid he's going to pick him up!" Jiang Yanchen hung up the phone and cursed secretly.

Turning around and looking back, Ning Ningshuang and the four of them were obsessed with playing mahjong. Jiang Yanchen couldn't help looking at himself, and said to himself: "Is it because I'm not attractive anymore? Or are they tired of aesthetics? How do I feel, Mahjong is better than mahjong?" I'm welcome!"

Some depressed Jiang Yanchen walked slowly to the sofa and lay down, took out his mobile phone and read a novel called "The City: I was Forced to Be a Villain", and did not forget to comment: "If you can write, you can't. Just write it and find an electronics factory to work!"

After watching it for a few minutes, Jiang Yanchen cursed again: "It's so little updated every day, it's not enjoyable to watch."

On the other side, Murong Rong suddenly yelled: "I'm sorry, I've got to touch three families!"

"Hey, hurry up and get the money, you're a fool!" Murong Rong grinned from ear to ear, this was the first time she touched herself since playing mahjong these days.

"Rongrong, you're so self-conscious, you've won back the previous ones!" Liu Muyan smiled lightly, and took out her mobile phone to transfer money.

Among them, Liu Muyan's economy was the worst, but as a university teacher, her income was not bad. Besides, they didn't play mahjong for a lot of money, and they played more for fun and entertainment.

Moreover, as long as Jiang Yanchen is here, is Liu Muyan afraid that he will have no money to spend?
"Yanchen, praise me quickly!" Murong Rong didn't forget to give Jiang Yanchen a thumbs up, it could be seen that she was very happy.

Seeing Murong Rong's happy look, Jiang Yanchen gave a thumbs up and responded with a smile: "Nice pen!"