Rebirth: A big star falls in love with me

The rich woman felt that she would not be hungry again for the next month. The bad guy father was much more powerful than last time, which made her a little scared.

As the saying goes, drought will kill you, and floods will die!

The rich woman now belongs to the latter category, and everything that is waterlogged has become a flood!

The rich woman's objections were of no use. Zhang Yu rewarded her after returning home after a midnight snack and didn't go to bed until after three o'clock.

Zhang Yu originally wanted to take a shower with the rich woman, but the rich woman was afraid that he would not finish it and fell asleep.

After taking a shower, Zhang Yu drove away from Zijin One.

He was going to Zhuo Yan's house today to see the scene, and before that he was going to see Chen Qianxue.

Zhang Yu drove directly to Chen Qianxue's home. The beauty was suddenly attacked by Zhang Yu while she was still sleeping. What followed was a beautiful morning.

It wasn't until around two o'clock in the afternoon that Zhang Yu left Chen Qianxue's home and went alone to the address given by Zhuo Yan.

Chen Qianxue probably needed two days of good rest to recover, which left the beauty with a psychological shadow.

Zhuoyan's house is in Xicheng District. It is a new house of more than 100 square meters. The location is quite good.

Zhang Yu has received a loan of 360 million from the Development Bank, and asked Feng Meicheng to help him open an account for margin financing and securities lending.

Feng Meicheng's best friend is the leader of the securities bank, and the matter was settled in less than half an hour.

Zhang Yu's 400 million funds have been entered into the custody account, and can be traded at any time, and leverage can be added.

The current trading of Yuedian shares seems to be sluggish, and Zhang Yu decided to decide whether to enter the market or open a position tomorrow.

Zhang Yu had already called Zhuo Yan on the way and entered the community very smoothly, arriving at the scene upstairs.

Construction hasn't started yet, so the rough room is empty.

After Zhang Yu walked around for a while, Zhuo Yan arrived with a beautiful girl of similar age.

"This is my best friend. She lives next door. Take a look at the decoration of her home. I plan to decorate it according to the style of her home, but there must be some differences."

After Zhuo Yan finished speaking, she held hands with her beautiful best friend and came to the next door.

Zhang Yu put on shoe covers at the door and walked in. The girl's home was warm and elegant, and looked very interesting in life.

"To be honest, Miss Zhuo, you are not suitable for this style of decoration, because your best friend loves life very much and has a high aesthetic level for all kinds of details."

Zhang Yu shook his head and sighed slightly.

"If I decorate your house in this style, you will probably be able to maintain it with enthusiasm for up to a month, and the rest of the time you will let it go, and such a room must be kept quite large every day. It’s the passion zone, and only by being patient can you maintain the good feeling.”

Zhang Yu then changed the subject: "But if you can hire a good housekeeping staff to help you take care of it every day, it won't be a problem, but it also requires the other party to have high quality and patience to do it. After all, the details are important There are so many places that it can’t be done easily.”

When Zhuo Yan heard this, her expression suddenly changed. She felt that Zhang Yu was insulting her for not having any aesthetic standards and saying that she was very lazy.

"Yanyan, what Mr. Zhang said is actually correct. You have a relatively casual lifestyle. I spend at least three hours a day keeping the room clean, and I have to spend at least half a day on weekends. It’s time for a general cleaning.”

The beautiful best friend smiled bitterly and sighed: "If I could choose again, I wouldn't decorate it in this style. It's too tiring."

Zhuo Yan had never heard her best friend mention this before, and now she couldn't help but secretly click her tongue. She didn't have the time or patience to clean the room.

"Even if you are right, what style should I decorate it in?"

Zhang Yu found some pictures from his digital camera and showed them to her, and Zhuo Yan quickly found her favorite style.

However, some changes had to be made in some places, and it was impossible to copy it completely. She wanted something personalized.

"The overall cost of such a decoration will not be less than 20, and the details will depend on my friend's quotation."

Zhang Yu felt that Zhuo Yan was sincere in doing this decoration.

"If you think there is no problem, I will ask my friend to come over and give you a specific price."

Zhuo Yan nodded, and Zhang Yu called Zhang Peng.

"We'll be there in half an hour."

"Row!"

Zhang Yu's eyes were sharp and he saw that the marble stove of his beautiful best friend had cracks.

"I'll ask someone to make a new one for your stove later. The original plate is too thin. The back plate needs to be three centimeters long to ensure its service life."

Upon hearing this, the beautiful best friend immediately thanked her profusely. She actually wanted to replace one piece, but it was quite troublesome to make the stove alone, so she didn't rush to do it.

"How much does it cost? I'll give it to you now."

"I'll give you a cup of hot tea, and this stove will be considered as tea money."

Zhang Yu has a good impression of his beautiful girlfriend, so he doesn't care about the cost of several hundred dollars.

"You must have taken a fancy to my bestie, so you used a stove to gain favor." Zhuo Yan said coldly.

The beautiful best friend suddenly blushed and lightly kicked Zhuo Yan.

"Ms. Zhuo really underestimates your own best friend. Unless you replace all the floors, walls, window sills and pillars in your home with the best natural marble, you will be somewhat qualified to win her favor."

Zhang Yu shook his head speechlessly: "It's just a stove board, who would be short of two dollars? Let's not make international jokes, okay?"

"Since you are not short of this little money, then you can charge less for my decoration stones." Zhuo Yan immediately said matter-of-factly.

"I drank a cup of hot tea from Miss Huang, but not a sip of cold water from you. I felt Miss Huang's sincerity and kindness, but I only felt your hostility and coldness."

Zhang Yu shrugged: "Well, let's talk about the discounts later."

Zhuo Yan suddenly stared directly at Zhang Yu: "How do you know that my best friend's surname is Huang?"

The beautiful best friend was also a little confused. She couldn't remember where she had seen Zhang Yu. If she hadn't seen him, how would he know her last name?

Zhang Yu pointed at the Chinese painting hanging on the bedroom wall and smiled without saying a word.

Zhuo Yan was stunned for a moment and didn't react, but her beautiful best friend immediately woke up and couldn't help but smile.

"Mr. Zhang has such a good eye. That is indeed my graffiti."

"If it is really just a graffiti, I want to collect it and treasure it to leave some family wealth for future generations."

Zhang Yu said with an unceremonious smile.

"As long as you don't dislike it." Huang Xiaoxi immediately walked into his bedroom, rolled up the painting, put it in a paper tube and handed it to Zhang Yu.

When Zhang Yu took it with both hands, he touched the girl's jade fingers, which were smooth and cold, as if they were carved from the finest mutton-fat white jade.