Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

After the car returned to Zhou Ying's apartment.

After entering the house, she skillfully turned on the home's advanced whole-house heating system.

Instantly, a warm atmosphere filled the entire room, dispelling the cold outside.

Jiang Cheng was the first to use his mobile phone to order food through the community’s butler service.

Zhou Ying couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth, her eyes full of happiness and sweetness.

Then, she walked straight to Jiang Cheng and quickly got into his arms.

She wrapped her arms tightly around Jiang Cheng's waist and wrapped her legs around him, clinging to him like an octopus.

The apartment where Zhou Ying lives is managed by a five-star hotel and its property services are first-class.

Not only that, the apartment is also equipped with a 24-hour restaurant.

Owners can enjoy food in the restaurant dining area at any time, or easily order food through butler service.

Seeing Zhou Ying suddenly become so clingy, Jiang Cheng smiled dotingly.

Relying on my familiarity with her daily dining preferences, I quickly ordered a few main dishes on my phone.

Then he turned off his phone and scratched her nose lovingly: "Are you hungry?"

Zhou Ying nodded obediently, put her arms around Jiang Cheng's neck, pouted her lips slightly, and spoke coquettishly.

"I originally wanted to go out with you to have a nice meal when we came back, so I didn't eat on the plane. But luckily I didn't eat, because when the plane braked suddenly, the scene was really chaotic, and some people's meals fell on them. It's scary just to think about it."

Although Zhou Ying's mood has stabilized a lot compared to when she first got off the plane.

But when she talked about the thrilling scene on the plane, a trace of nervousness that was difficult to conceal flashed across her face.

Her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and her eyes revealed a hint of lingering fear. Her originally lively eyes were now dim, as if she had returned to that terrifying moment.

Looking at her pretty face, Jiang Cheng felt a surge of pity in his heart.

I couldn't help but lean over and kiss her forehead to give her some comfort.

Seeing this, Zhou Ying hurriedly covered Jiang Cheng's mouth with both hands.

"Didn't you say before that you don't like eating black ears? Why did you order cold cloud ears?"

Seeing that Zhou Ying didn't let him kiss her, Jiang Cheng patted Zhou Ying's perky butt lightly.

"I don't like the black one, but isn't this the white one? The white one is edible."

"White Jade Mushroom, I've heard of it, it seems to be from Northeast China? Is it delicious?"

Zhou Ying rubbed her spanked buttocks, eyes full of confusion, and looked at Jiang Cheng with a puzzled look.

Seeing Zhou Ying rubbing her butt, Jiang Cheng looked down.

Then he nodded: "Well, of course it is delicious, otherwise why would I eat it, white, no fuzz, crystal clear, and very refreshing to eat."

Hearing this, Zhou Ying immediately punched Jiang Cheng lightly on the face.

Pretending not to understand, he said, "You are talking nonsense again. I'm going to take a shower first."

"Okay, I'll help you and save you some time."

"No, you make me so tired every time. I want to wash it myself." Zhou Ying said coquettishly, but there was a hint of smile in her eyes.

"Hey, you sucked me up and wiped me clean just now in the car, and now you want to leave me behind?"

Zhou Ying blushed when she heard that, and replied with a smile: "I'm just worried that you'll be tired. The night is long, wait for the dozen oysters you ordered to be delivered, and then you can have a snack."

"Oh, you're implying something to me. Believe it or not, I'll take off your pants and spank you."

Seeing Jiang Cheng's hands starting to grope her body, Zhou Ying jumped down with a mischievous look on her face, and then trotted to the door of the master bedroom.

She left the door half-open and stuck out her tongue at Jiang Cheng.

Then he said playfully: "I don't believe it. Once you take off my pants, I won't believe you still have the heart to hit me, hehe."

After saying this, Zhou Ying slammed the door shut and quickly locked it.

Looking at the tightly closed door and the sound of it being locked, Jiang Cheng was stunned and stood there thinking for a moment.

This...seems to make some sense.

I am somewhat powerless to refute it.

Jiang Chengwu shook his head helplessly.

I picked up my phone and started browsing.

Jiang Cheng couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw Shen An sent him a few pictures.

I have to say that Shen An is really good at making things happen, and he works very hard at it.

In just one day, he expanded the banner-hanging activity from one store to ten stores.

Look at the lively and eye-catching scenes in those pictures.

Jiang Cheng quickly tapped on the screen of his mobile phone and said jokingly, "Can you make back your investment with a 30% profit like this?"

Shen An transferred five million to Xingchen Investment Company.

According to the previously agreed cooperation agreement, no matter what the final profit is, only 30% of the profit will go to Shen An, and the remaining 70% of the profit will belong to Xingchen.

If this wave of short-selling can achieve 100% profit, Shen An will be able to get 1.5 million.

But if the profit is only 50%, then his profit will only be 750,000.

Although such income is already quite considerable in the eyes of ordinary people.

But Jiang Cheng knew clearly that this time he was facing a large enterprise like Dazhong that was backed by the German state, and the situation was far more complicated than he had imagined.

Conservatively speaking, being able to make a 25% profit from them would be a remarkable achievement.

If we calculate based on a 25% profit, Shen An's final profit of 30% would only be around 400,000 yuan.

Moreover, there were more than a dozen people holding banners in one store, and now there are nearly a hundred people participating in more than a dozen stores combined.

It’s no wonder Jiang Cheng asked this.

Soon, Shen An replied: "I haven't thought about it carefully, haha, I just want to get this done for Brother Cheng."

Hearing Shen An's flattery, Jiang Cheng smiled and gave him a like.

Then he put down his phone and walked into the bathroom in another room.

At the same time, the issue of bulk cars, after the craze of hanging banners yesterday and today, has already become a hot topic like wildfire, attracting widespread social attention.

At this moment, in the conference room of Dazong's headquarters in Shanghai, the atmosphere was so solemn that it seemed to be condensed into substance.

A group of middle-aged men in neat suits were sitting around the conference table with sad faces, discussing intensely the strategies to deal with the crisis.

"After a total count, there are now 25 stores in Shanghai that have put up banners. The number in Kyoto has increased from one yesterday to ten. Although there haven't been large-scale customs clearances in other cities, there have been some spontaneous protests from customers. If this continues, the situation is really not good."