The author of spicy chicken named it again

"Get up." Su Xuanran stretched out his hand to push him.

Shen Rong took advantage of the situation and let Su Xuanran go: "Is biting people fun?"

Su Xuanran raised his hand and punched him, hitting his eyes, Shen Rong didn't dodge.Then Su Xuanran had to push forward and punched again, so that after a while Shen Rong would have dark circles under his eyes.

"...childish."

Su Xuanran still wanted to refute something, he and Shen Rong suddenly received a text message about personal journal.The printing has ended, and the studio will start pre-sale tonight, let Su Xuanran inform readers who want to buy.

The pre-sale period is seven days, and it will end after seven days. After that, you can only buy general merchandise.The studio will print according to the pre-sale situation, and then put the extra part on the shelves when it is sold out.Pre-sale will be much cheaper, and generally the author will sign it, and some even have a special signature, you can contact the author yourself and ask the author what to write.

Su Xuanran was rather lazy, and it was extremely difficult to get him to sign, so don't even think about special signing.After Shen Rong discussed with the studio, it was decided that readers who place an order and pay in the first 10 minutes can get signed postcards, and those who follow will only send postcards without signatures.

"Are many people buying Indian tunes?" Su Xuanran has never cared about this matter, so he doesn't know anything. "I always feel that not many people buy it."

"How could it be?" Shen Zhi said with a straight face, "Many people must have bought it. If it can't be sold, I'll spend all my money to buy it."

"..." The money was too much to burn.

Su Xuanran felt a sense of crisis when he suddenly met a guy who was richer and wayward than himself.

"I'll buy it myself."

Shen Ling smiled lowly: "That won't work. If you buy it by yourself, the price will drop if someone finds out? I still have a store in the capital star. Just buy it and send it over. It happens to be your personal book store. I will also contact you. Several manufacturers have made peripherals."

"Do you still have a store?"

"Of course." Shen Rong pulled him into his arms, "I opened it when I was in college. I liked reading at that time and bought a lot of books. Later, I thought about opening a bookstore. I don't sell books but only rent them. This way, my pile of books can be filled with books. All kinds of books can also be recycled. But the store was very small at that time, and I didn’t open it after I left Capital Star. I went back and bought the store near the store and renovated it. , and now it has reopened. After I sell out all the old books at reduced prices, I will just sell your books and peripherals."

"Oh." Su Xuanran had no expression on his face, "Then your bookstore will probably lose money."

"So my wife, you have to work hard to become a master of writing." Shen Rong said.

Su Xuanran knew the meaning of his words, it was nonsense to become a master, Shen Rong just saved the manuscript and read it, and wanted him to write more.

Seeing that Su Xuanran didn't answer, Shen Rong was afraid that he would be under pressure. Although he guessed that he was being self-indulgent, he couldn't help but add a sentence: "It doesn't matter if you don't become a master. The bookstore can't lose much money every year. Your husband and I have a lot of money." The way to make money is to let you live a life of luxury for the rest of your life."

Su Xuanran looked up at him, and after a while, punched him on the nose: "I just wanted to say, get the hell out of your sister's wife and call me husband."

In the end, Uncle Shen went out to look for Chick with two dark circles under his eyes and two nosebleeds, and temporarily disappeared in front of Su Xuanran who was not in a good mood.

While stopping the bleeding, Shen Rong was puzzled, why did Su Xuanran ask him to call him such an ancient title of "Husband"?

"Mr. Shen." Xiaoji came over with a healing device, "Do you need me to remove the bloodshot eyes for you?"

Shen Rong shook his head: "No need." He dared to eliminate it, and Su Xuanran was probably even angrier.

"Does Xuan Ran like traditional Chinese culture?" Shen Rong asked suddenly.

Su Xuanran's two essays are from the ancient times of China, and he himself often has some casual small details that are also very ancient.For example, nowadays people generally don't like to carry their backs straight, especially when they are sitting down, they are used to carrying them on their backs, but Su Xuanran is different. He looks very tall and straight even if he is standing and sitting loosely. Only relax on the sofa.

Shen Rong likes to read books, and he has read many books about ancient Chinese culture. It is said that the ancients in ancient times were very fond of these manners, words and deeds.

There are a lot of details in ancient culture, if Shen Roe hadn't read those books, he might not have been able to discover these strange places.After all, it's not like people without a good tutor behave like this, but the ancient charm of gestures and gestures cannot be learned by modern people.

Xiaoji was stunned for a moment, carefully searched Su Xuanran's words and deeds on weekdays, and then gave Shen Rong an affirmative answer: "The master likes ancient Chinese culture very much, and currently the master is growing his hair long, he doesn't like the clothes of the Federation, he likes ancient costumes .”

This is definitely liked to a certain extent.

Shen Rong didn't quite understand it, but he had heard of such things.

The revival of ancient Chinese costumes has always existed. Many descendants of Chinese people only wear ancient clothes now, and they continue to promote the culture of ancient clothes to other Chinese people.As far as Shen Roe knew, the earth, the birthplace of the Chinese people, has now been occupied by the Huaxia people. On the earth, most of the people wear ancient clothes, and it is stipulated that formal occasions such as banquets must wear ancient clothes.

Other planets may not like this kind of clothing, but when Chinese people wear ancient clothes to participate in activities and meetings on other planets, no one will say anything blind.

Shen Rong has Chinese blood in his genes. Although he has no interest in ancient clothes, he still supports his sweetheart in doing so.

"What kind of ancient clothes does Xuan Ran like? I'll order a few sets for him." Shen Rao threw away the hemostatic cotton and opened his brain.

Xiaoji couldn't tell clearly, but he knew which ancient clothing stores Su Xuanran had visited and which styles of ancient clothing he had seen, and reported them to Shen Rong.

Shen Rong started to get busy.

Ancient clothes have a unique charm, and Chinese people can be captured by its beauty as long as they put their minds to it.Shen Rong looked through a bunch of online stores and compared a lot of clothes. The more he looked, the more he felt that his wife looked good in any ancient clothes, and she became a fan of ancient clothes.

After looking at the ancient clothes, I would naturally also look at the accessories, and then I saw folding fans, jade pendants, bamboo flutes, light swords and so on.Each of them fit Su Xuanran's temperament very well, Shen Rong couldn't help but bought a bunch of them.

The little chicken reminded: "These owners can change the clothes for several months without repeating the same clothes every day."

Shen Ling retorted indifferently: "So what? The clothes worn by those celebrities will never wear the same clothes next time they appear on the show. Of course, Xuan Ran can't always wear the same clothes, making it look like his husband didn't wear them." Same money."

"..." The fallacies are so convincing that Xiaoji couldn't refute them for a while, so he could only ask weakly, "Mr. Shen, is your deposit okay?"

Shen Rong took a look at the total order, and it was worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.

"It's enough to save the manuscript, I'll do some private work tomorrow."

As he spoke, he opened the hacker website, and happened to see a bully who said that he was being targeted by someone, and wanted someone to help cover up his information, and offered 100 million yuan. It is estimated that he did not know what he did before.Shen Zhi's three views were not correct, and he didn't intend to be a good person. Since this person paid a lot of money, he just took it.

As a dedicated amateur hacker, Shen Roe spent half an hour encrypting his information up to the eighteenth generation of his ancestors, covering it with false information.Not surprisingly, within five years, no one will be able to decipher Shen Roo's handwriting and find him.

Of course, it's none of his business if the man is so stupid as to be exposed.

The 100 million was deducted 80% of the handling fee, which was a commission for hacker.com, and after deducting the tax, a total of more than [-] was credited to the account. Shen Wei was very happy.

"I've earned hundreds of thousands more, so I'll buy some for Xuanran."

chick:...

"Do you think he wants a wig piece? What about the wig headgear? There are even pre-wired wigs that can be worn directly on the head. This is more convenient, Xuan Xuan..."

"No need." Su Xuanran did not know when he came to the door, his face as black as carbon.

Wearing a wig is a shame, isn't it?

Hair is a very mysterious thing in the world of comprehension. If someone gets a person's hair, he can use it to use some spells against that person.It is also very troublesome to get your own hair entangled with other people's hair. If one is not handled properly, it will cause bad consequences.

Hair is the same as essence and blood. You can't give others your own easily, and you can't just take others'. Who knows if the other party has tampered with it.

Shen Rong instantly deleted all hair orders from the shopping cart.

"Xuan Ran." Shen Roo leaned over and showed him other orders, "Do you like these?"

Su Xuanran's face looked better: "It's still good."

That's what I like.

The money was not in vain, Shen Roe was very happy, and quickly claimed credit: "I have already sent you a post about the pre-sale of the blog, so you don't have to worry about it."

Su Xuanran had seen the news before, so he nodded, not paying much attention to it.

"Come with me." Su Xuanran turned back to the room, and Shen Rong quickly followed, "Help me warm the bed."

Su Xuanran was about to lie on the bed and play with his brain.

Shen Rong agreed without saying a word: "Okay." After thinking for a while, he added another sentence: "Do you need special services?"

"..." Su Xuanran turned around and kicked him.

Shen Zhi coughed lightly, with an innocent expression on his face: "I mean, do you need me to give you a massage? My back hurts after lying down for a long time."

"Ha ha."

How can he be so hypocritical, and still lie down for a long time with back pain, do you think he is a sick child?

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