My daughter is so annoying

"Do it well, don't embarrass me."

After speaking, Fang Cheng hung up the phone.

Fang Ming sighed, and muttered to himself, "I didn't expect to let my dad know."

Jin Yinan, who was on the co-pilot, stared and said, "The Guanghua Road is the central business district, and the annual rent is probably several million."

"It's all done, let's go and have a look first."

"Then I resign from the neighborhood?"

"Ah."

When Fang Ming passed by, everything had already been settled.

The contract was signed, the rent was paid, and even the office equipment was prepared. After handing over some other matters, the person in charge of the reception left. Jin Yinan looked at the huge office and asked in a daze, "Fang Ming, from today From the beginning, this is our territory?"

"Ah."

"It's like a dream."

"I originally thought that the starting capital would not exceed 5000 million at most, but my sister sent me a message last night telling me that the first batch of private placement funds is likely to exceed [-] million."

"One hundred million!"

"Well, in this case, there are not enough people."

Jin Yinan asked: "Then what should we do? Bring Wang Chao and Zhou Yong together?"

Fang Ming shook his head and said, "I've thought about it, but the two of them don't have practical experience in this area, let alone they both decided to guarantee the research, so it's better not to drag them into the water."

"Then we recruit people ourselves?"

"That's not necessary, my sister will send someone over."

"Send someone over? Didn't you say that your sister is the boss of the brokerage company?"

"The chairman of Mingcheng Capital is also my sister."

"Tsk!"

Jin Yinan was shocked and said: "Mingcheng Capital? The Mingcheng Capital that Mr. Zhao of enterprise management has used as an example countless times?"

"Ah."

Jin Yinan only felt that the hype was falling into the air, and his worldview had changed again.

Fang Ming said: "Okay, let's go back. When the National Day is over and they come, we have to start working."

"Alright, I'll just be your pony."

"Then you drive."

"twitter."

"Fuck, your chirping sounds like a eunuch. I'm afraid someone in your ancestors was a eunuch."

"Go away."

"Haha."

Having not had dinner with Yang Xueqing for several days, Fang Ming called Yang Xueqing as soon as he returned to school this time.

The car parked downstairs in the dormitory, and after a while, Yang Xueqing came down from upstairs.

She was dressed a little differently from the past. The white shirt on her upper body was tucked into the waistband of her jeans, and she wore a linen-colored lady's jacket on the outside, which added a bit of maturity. The tight jeans also made the long legs explode. surface.

Fang Ming asked with a smile, "What are you doing in the dormitory?"

"I was writing the feasibility analysis report of the theory, and I was called down by you when it was almost finished."

"Don't worry, let's go eat first."

"canteen?"

"Let's eat outside, you fasten your seat belt."

"Ah."

Fang Ming drove Yang Xueqing to a well-decorated western restaurant. After ordering two steaks and a salad, he said, "I haven't eaten with you for a few days. You don't blame me, do you?"

"No, aren't you busy with your own affairs?"

"Well, the address is fixed today. After the National Day is over, it may be even busier."

Yang Xueqing smiled and said: "It's okay, you just do your own thing, I have to talk about things recently, after the talk is over, I will go to work with you and be the boss's wife."

"Haha, it's good if you have this awareness."

Yang Xueqing rubbed her little belly, and said coquettishly with a little grievance: "I'm so hungry, why haven't the food been served yet?"

"I'm hungry too."

Fang Ming patted the seat next to him and said, "Sit here."

"what."

"Come here."

Yang Xueqing sat down.

Fang Ming held her cheek and wantonly sucked the sweetness from her lips.

Yang Xueqing only felt that her whole body was light and she had no strength at all, but she did not resist and responded cooperatively.

"It's so sweet, you put on lipstick."

"No."

"Then why is it so sweet?"

Yang Xueqing pursed her lips: "It has no taste."

Fang Ming watched the waiter bring the steak, and hurriedly said, "I'll talk about whether it's sweet or not when we get back in the car. Let's eat first."

"Ah."

09:30 in the evening.