Sandalwood marks

Wen Langying claimed that he doesn't drink much, and he and Yang Weijun only drank a bottle of red wine.

After dinner, Huang Qian wiped her mouth, jumped off the chair, and led the golden retriever who had finished eating a pot of bones.

"Xiao Jin, let's go, let's go to the player's house."

The golden retriever was in a hurry and barked at its owner in a hurry. The dog hoped that Mu Tanhen would rescue it quickly.Taking advantage of Huang Qian not paying attention to dinner, Xiao Jin managed to secretly tore off the mess tied around his head, neck, and tail. He didn't want to be dressed up as an embarrassment again.

Mu Tanhen thought for a while, and held Huang Qian back: "Qi Qian, Xiao Jin is at home, watching Animal World after dinner every day."

"Dogs also watch TV?" Huang Qian wondered.

"Well, Xiao Jin has liked to watch it since he was a child."

The fact is that golden retrievers love to watch after their IQ improves, because they can understand and understand.While watching at Mu's house, the golden retriever also explained to Xiao Hei and Big Yellow Cat, which made the dog boy and the cat boy follow the boss to become addicted.

"Well, instead of going to the player's house, let's watch Animal World on the sofa." Animal World is also one of Huang Qian's favorite TV programs.

Seeing that Huang Qian agreed, Mu Tanhen quickly turned on the TV with the remote control and found the Animal World album channel.

Huang Qian obediently sat on the sofa, and the golden retriever got her wish, wagging its tail and squatting happily beside the little girl.

Mu Tanhen settled the children and pet dog, left Wen Langying behind, and went to the kitchen to help Tang Yuying clean up the dishes.

Wen Langying didn't really want to say goodbye, but Yang Weijun, who was drinking tea with him, didn't look very energetic, so he was embarrassed to stay longer as a guest. When Mu Tanhen and Tang Yuying came out of the kitchen, Wen Langying stood up and said goodbye.

Yang Weijun led Wen Langying to the studio, and took out a long wooden box containing a framed painting of hundreds of flowers.

"Langying, the painting of hundreds of flowers was framed by Master Jiang, please see if it suits you."

Wen Langying has already seen the completed painting of hundreds of flowers, and now Yang Weijun asked him to open the box to check the mounting process.Originally, the painting of hundreds of flowers was sent to the gallery after it was completed, and the gallery mounted it and sent it to Wen Langying.In order to get closer to Yang Weijun, Wen Langying asked Yang Weijun to help find a framer for mounting.

"Not bad!" Wen Langying opened the box, took out the picture of hundreds of flowers, unfolded it on the painting table, and nodded in praise: "It's a good thing that Master Jiang, the No. 1 framer in Shanghai, made it himself."

Painting is like a house, and framing is like decoration. If the framing is not good, it will leave flaws in the painting. On the contrary, if the framing is excellent, it can add points to the painting.

Wen Langying was very satisfied after checking the painting, and decided to pay an extra [-] to the gallery.According to the contract, the buyer cannot bypass the gallery and deal with Yang Weijun directly.

Before leaving, Wen Langying asked Mu Tanhen to meet at the entrance of Yingshang Club at six o'clock tomorrow morning.

After seeing off the guests, Yang Weijun showed signs of fatigue.

Tang Yuying asked with concern: "Wei Jun, what's wrong?"

Yang Weijun raised his left hand and tapped his right shoulder: "It's still the same, this tendon hurts more than usual today."

The pain in the right shoulder is caused by long-term use of the right hand to draw in the air.

"You lie on the bed and I'll help you squeeze." Tang Yuying used to help her husband soothe her like this.

"It's useless if you pinch it. I'll just take a shower and sleep." Yang Weijun shook his head.

Tang Yuying was worried: "Why don't you go downstairs to the massage parlor for a massage."

"It's getting late, the massage shop is closed." Yang Weijun looked at the night outside the window and hesitated.

Mu Tanhen's dark eyes flickered, and he said: "I have learned massage, I will help grandpa massage."

Yang Weijun turned around: "Xiao Tan has learned massage?"

"Well, I learned it from Gu Xin. Gu Xin said that I learned it very well." Mu Tanhen's massage skills were only used by his teacher.

"That's right, Gu Xin is the masseuse of Qingli Club, the technique he taught Xiao Tan must be very formal." Tang Yuying remembered Gu Xin's occupation. "Wei Jun, go take a shower now, and let Xiao Tan give you a massage after you take a shower."

Yang Weijun thought it was troublesome and didn't want to go out, so Mu Tanhen volunteered to relieve his pain and agreed immediately.

Yang Weijun thought, no matter how superficially learned Mu Tanhen's massage skills are, it is better than his wife's random pinching.

After Yang Weijun took a shower and put on pajamas, he lay on the bed, Mu Tanhen also changed into loose clothes, warmed his hands and came over, Tang Yuying followed behind to observe.

"Grandpa Yang, does it hurt here and here?" Mu Tanhen squeezed the acupuncture points on Yang Weijun's back a few times, and then frowned.

"Yeah, press the three places hard, like a needle is being pricked." Yang Weijun hummed.

"Grandpa Yang, bear with me, it hurts when I press it, massage for a while, and the blood stasis underneath will be relieved." The Er star has a thorough understanding of the meridians of the human body on the earth, and Mu Tanhen pressed his finger on the acupuncture point , according to the hand feeling can judge the blocked points of the body meridians.

"Well, good!" Just as Yang Weijun agreed, Mu Tanhen pressed hard on the bruised acupuncture point. "Ah..." The pain was so intense that Yang Weijun couldn't help crying out.

"Xiao Tan, are you using too much force?" Tang Yuying couldn't help panic when she heard her wife screaming, fearing that Mu Tanhen's attack would not know the severity.

"These two places need to use force to be effective." Mu Tanhen explained: "It won't hurt so much afterwards."

Lying on the bed, Yang Weijun was in so much pain that he regretted letting Mu Tanhen massage him. He said that it would not hurt like it did at first, but the pain was so severe that the tip of his nose was sweating.

Seeing her wife's nose sweating, Tang Yuying walked around the bed anxiously, trying to tell Mu Tanhen to stop massaging.But seeing Mu Tanhen's attentive and meticulous appearance, he couldn't say the words to stop him.

Fortunately, Yang Weijun's humming gradually became smaller. After about 10 minutes, the humming turned into a slight snoring sound, and Yang Weijun fell asleep under Mu Tanhen's massage.

After another half an hour of massaging, Mu Tanhen got off the bed lightly, helped Yang Weijun turn over, and covered him with a quilt.

"Your Grandpa Yang has never slept so deeply like today." Tang Yuying handed over a cup of tea, and Mu Tanhen's face turned a little red from the force.

"Grandpa Yang is always in a light sleep, right?" Mu Tanhen drank the tea in one gulp.

"Yes, both of us are light sleepers, and we will wake up immediately if there is any movement around us." After Tang Yuying finished speaking, she looked surprised. She didn't disturb her wife when she spoke today. Not only did she not wake up, but she also snored a little louder.

"Grandma Tang, I'll give you a massage too." Tang Yuying couldn't sleep well, and Mu Tanhen wanted to check for her.

Tang Yuying immediately shook her hand and refused: "No, you have been pressing for more than an hour, and you are very tired."

"It doesn't matter, I am in good health and strong." Mu Tanhen raised his arms in a strongman pose.

"Aren't you tired?" Tang Yuying also envied her wife's good sleep. Older people rarely have a sound sleep.

"I'm not tired." After half a year of exercise, Mu Tanhen's body is about to leave the sub-health state.

"Well, stop if you're tired." Tang Yuying went to change into her pajamas and lay down next to her wife.

Tang Yuying's body was better than Yang Weijun's. Mu Tanhen didn't feel too much pain when he was massaged, and he didn't yell like his wife.An hour later, Tang Yuying's breathing became even and she fell asleep like Yang Weijun.

Mu Tanhen did two massages in a row. After finishing, his hands were sore and his whole body was sweating.After covering the two old men with quilts, Mu Tanhen exited the room, took a shower in the bathroom, and changed his clothes.

Tang Yuying's son's room has an independent bathroom.

After taking a bath, the golden retriever was still concentrating on watching the animal world, but the little girl fell asleep on the sofa.Mu Tanhen quickly picked her up and sent her to the bed.Go back to the living room and turn off the TV, and take the golden retriever back to the room to rest.

On the night when he came to Shanghai for the second time, Mu Tanhen worked as a bedtime nanny for a family of three.

Wen Langying returned to the villa from Yang's house, and first called Secretary Mo.

"Xiao Mo, help me get three annual cards for Yingshang Club."

"Yes, Mr. Wen." When Secretary Mo answered the phone, he was having dinner with his girlfriend in a restaurant. "When will it be used?"

Secretary Mo grew up in Shanghai, he can be said to know everything about Shanghai, as long as he knows a thing or two about the top-ranked consumer places.Yingshang Club is a high-end gym, and Secretary Mo knows much more about this club than the boss.

"Do it now, I need it at five or six tomorrow morning."

"Is it going to be used at five or six tomorrow morning?" Secretary Mo wiped his sweat.

"What, is there a problem?"

"No! No! No problem."

"It's fine, just send a text message when it's done." Wen Langying hung up the phone after giving the order.

Secretary Mo put down his phone and looked at his girlfriend, hesitating to speak.

Secretary Mo's girlfriend, Hu Jingjing, had an ominous premonition ever since her boyfriend answered the phone: "You're not going to leave, are you?"

"Jingjing, sorry, I have to..."

"Do you have something to do?" Liu Jingjing stood up abruptly, pointing at Secretary Mo's nose and scolding: "I talked with you for a year, I proposed sixteen dates, you proposed twenty-one dates, a total of thirty-seven dates, can you There were only 21 successful dates, less than half of them. Eighteen successful dates, and eleven were interrupted halfway, and only seven were not interrupted."

Secretary Mo didn't expect his girlfriend to remember the appointment so clearly. After being shocked, he said softly: "Jingjing, there is no way, the company's affairs cannot be delayed."

Liu Jingjing's mouth was still raised high.

"Jingjing, let's go to see the house sometime tomorrow." Secretary Mo had no choice but to use a killer move to deal with his girlfriend.

"Seeing the house? Where can I go to see the house?" Liu Jingjing's eyes lit up.

"Near Yingshang Plaza."

"A real estate near Yingshang Plaza? Can you afford it?" Liu Jingjing covered her mouth in disbelief.

The housing prices in Shanghai are too high. The average price of houses in the suburbs is around [-] yuan, and the new buildings near Yingshang Plaza are as high as [-] yuan.

"With the company's bonus this year, I can buy a house with all the money, and only need to borrow money for renovation." Secretary Mo blinked behind the glasses: "The company is good at everything, but it is too busy. Please forgive me Jingjing."

"Wen's treatment is really good, go get busy." Her boyfriend worked hard for the love nest, and Liu Jingjing immediately became reasonable.

Just kidding, a 600-square-meter house near Yingshang Plaza costs about 500 million yuan for decoration.When Secretary Mo was in high school, his parents fell ill and died one after another. The family was destitute, and he went to university on a loan.It has only been about six years since she worked in Wen's, and she can save [-] million in six years. Liu Jingjing's tongue is full of Wen's generous salary.

"Okay, I'll take you home first." Secretary Mo put down the half-eaten dinner.

"No, I'll take a taxi back." Hu Jingjing posted her boyfriend.

After calling a taxi, Secretary Mo wrote down the license plate and asked his girlfriend to make a safe phone call for him when he got home.

After seeing off his girlfriend, Secretary Mo drove directly to Yingshang Club, and found an acquaintance to accompany him to meet the club owner Wei Jingyang.

Wei Jingyang looks 36 years old, of medium build, gentle and elegant.

"Hello Mr. Wei, this is my boss' business card." Secretary Mo handed out Wen Langying's business card directly.

"Who are you from Mr. Wen?" Wei Jingyang saw the name on the business card, and quickly looked at the acquaintance who came with Secretary Mo.Secretary Mo's acquaintance is a platinum guest of the club, and he knows Wei Jingyang.

There are three types of club annual cards, namely red card, gold card and platinum card.The platinum card is the most respected and the most expensive.

"I'm Mr. Wen's secretary. Mr. Wen asked me to apply for three platinum annual cards." Secretary Mo was neither overbearing nor humble.

The acquaintance nodded towards Wei Jingyang, confirming the identity of Secretary Mo.

The name Wen Langying was heard by Wei Jingyang, and no one in the Shanghai business community wanted to make friends. Now that the person in front of him was confirmed to be Wen Langying's secretary, he immediately spoke attentively: "Yes, when will Mr. Wen use it?"

Wei Jingyang prepared the annual card and sent it to Wen Langying in person.

"Mr. Wen will come to the club at five or six tomorrow morning."

"Okay, I'll let someone do it right away." Wei Jingyang was quite enthusiastic.

"Boss Wei, please send the bill to the company." Secretary Mo was not surprised by Wei Jingyang's enthusiasm.

"Mr. Wen thinks highly of me, old Wei. These three platinum cards are my presents."

There are too many people who want to get in touch with Wen Langying, and Wei Jingyang is one of them.Now that the opportunity is presented in front of us, of course we must try our best to seize it.

Secretary Mo looked at the acquaintance who accompanied him and said with a smile: "We can't let Boss Wei spend money. Once this case is opened, I'm afraid that the expensive club will not be able to manage well."

He didn't dare to let the boss owe favors at will.

An acquaintance who accompanied Secretary Mo said: "Boss Wei, Mr. Wen won't care about these small money." The three platinum annual cards are only more than 30 yuan, which is really nothing to Wen Langying's tens of billions worth.

"Secretary Mo is more thoughtful." Wei Jingyang sneered, and called his subordinates to get the annual card. When Wen Langying visited tomorrow, he would go to the gate of the club and wait to deliver it.

Secretary Mo finished the matter and sent a text message to Wen Langying.