A wealthy person with a reading panel

Chapter 85 Can my sister try? (asking for monthly ticket)
"It's right next to the door, at least in the living room. Otherwise, it wouldn't be possible to hear it so clearly through the door."

Gu Lan was not well-educated and did not understand the theory of relativity, but at this moment she felt as if she had only stopped for a moment. However, after she came to her senses, she realized that she had been sticking to her neighbor's door for at least four or five minutes.

She quickly turned her head away and subconsciously looked back at 1903 and 1904 guiltily. Seeing that there was no movement over there, she felt relieved.

Turning back, he found a mark on the door where his ear had been pressed against it for a long time, and he quickly reached out to wipe it.

If you wipe it, it will be bad.

The palm of the hand rubs against the door panel, making a "jiujiu" sound.

"Who?"

Someone inside immediately asked.

The voice was familiar. It was the handsome young man who had helped me, Zhou Qing.

She was frightened by her own stupid behavior and Zhou Qing's voice. Her heart was pounding and she subconsciously wanted to escape, but she was keenly aware that the person inside seemed to be coming to open the door to check, and it was obviously too late for her to escape or open the door and run into her house!

Fortunately, as the flight attendant, she still had the professional qualities to deal with crises temporarily. She immediately had an idea and knocked on the door and said, "Zhou Qing, I'm Gu Lan from next door. Are you asleep?"

The door was quickly opened.

"Sister Lan, it's so late, is there something wrong?"

"I just got back from get off work, and there seems to be something wrong with the password door. Can you help me check it out?"

The flight attendant's wife had excellent professional qualities. While she was lying with a smile on her face, she also took the time to look inside the house.

He happened to meet the eyes of a woman inside who had an extremely beautiful appearance and figure, and he quickly smiled politely to greet her.

The other party also responded with a polite smile.

But her pretty face had cheeks that were flushed as if she were drunk.

Gu Lan was subconsciously wondering why she was wearing such neat clothes.

His eyes couldn't help but stare at the other person's skirt, and then he moved his gaze down to see the pair of slender, beautiful legs with snow-white skin under the skirt.

Women's minds are very strange. At this moment, the first reaction in her mind is: My legs are not worse than hers, they look good too. If I wear black stockings, those male passengers will always stare at me!
"The lock has power, Sister Lan, please try again. If it doesn't work, call a locksmith. I don't know much about this either."

"Oh, okay, I'll try again."

Gu Lan hurried back to the door of her home, and suddenly felt a wave of heat coming towards her from the boy next to her. She felt "suffocated" for an instant, and subconsciously squinted her eyes. When she opened her eyes again and looked at Zhou Qing, she found that he was radiant and his eyes were bright, but his head, face, and body seemed to be covered with sweat.

The two of them are too close now.

She felt that this boy was like a big furnace, and the heat from his body was oppressive in the middle of this summer night.

The hot air blew on her face, neck, and arms, making her heart tingle.

The sound of entering a password rang out, and soon, Gu Lan pretended to be surprised and said, "Hey, how come it works again?"

Zhou chuckled and said, "I guess there's a bad connection somewhere."

After chatting for a few minutes, they went back to their rooms.

Zhou Qing closed the door and returned to his chair. The pretty sister, who hadn't eaten enough, sat down in his arms again, her hands hooked around his neck, and asked curiously, "Your female neighbor is quite pretty. She's also a very pretty sister. What kind of job does she do? Why did she come back so late?"

"Airline stewardess."

"Oh, the stewardess. With her figure and temperament, she must look great in the flight attendant uniform."

At this point, Li Wanxiu leaned close to his ear and exhaled: "How about I wear a uniform next time, or call this sister to come along. Anyway, you have plenty of strength, brother."

"Don't talk nonsense, he's married."

"What's wrong with getting married?"

He used brute force to stop the woman from talking nonsense. In the dead of night, Zhou Qing sat cross-legged on the small sofa, breathing in and out, trying to enter a state of emptiness.

After more than ten minutes, he opened his eyes.

"No, after the third time, it brought inner satisfaction and peace, but just like last time, I didn't enter the sage state."

"Given my age and physical condition, perhaps only a fourth-tier player can bring me to that state."

The fourth round failure tonight was not Zhou Qing's fault.

Three times is not his limit, but it is Li Wanxiu's limit.

In the end, she didn't even want to move a finger.

Zhou Qing stood up and walked to the bedside, looking at the curvaceous woman beneath the thin blanket. Her once snow-white body was now flushed. Twenty minutes had passed, and a look of happiness and satisfaction still lingered on her delicate face, as if her soul was still floating on the white clouds, basking in the warm sunshine.

"Let's do this for now."

It’s a bit regrettable that the experimental goal was not achieved, but Li Wanxiu, who I haven’t seen for a while, showed very strong fighting power tonight.

But she is just one person after all.

"Unless... otherwise, I will have to try other methods in this regard. Anything else goes against my own nature. Forcing it will only affect the path I've already taken."

Zhou Qing shook his head and went to the bathroom to take a shower. After coming out, he dried himself, went to bed, put his arms around her, found the most comfortable and appropriate position, and fell asleep peacefully.

I woke up the next day feeling refreshed.

Keeping his posture still, he reached for his phone under the pillow with his backhand and checked the time. It was already past nine in the morning.

The consequence of her insolence was that Li Wanxiu slept at his place until three o'clock in the afternoon.

After she left, Zhou Qing started exercising and then drove to the club.

After returning in the evening, Zhou Qing sat at the desk and read a novel for a while. Then he remembered the job posting and took out his tablet to log in to his email.

"Hey, there's actually one!"

He was a little surprised and clicked it quickly.

After scanning the other party's resume, I was speechless.

The person who submitted the resume was a recent graduate who majored in food science. His academic performance and practical experience looked good, but he had no background in massage.

"You don't even know how to massage, and you're still investing like this? Why are you even attaching so many photos of your daily life?"

Zhou Qing shook his head, thinking that this way of recruiting would not work. After thinking about it, he copied the previous photo information and forwarded it to Li Wanxiu, Lin Jiao, Su Yao and Gu Lan.

Most of them are girls who go for spa, maybe they know a technician who can work as a part-time worker.

If that doesn't work, he decided to register a studio or company in advance, and then recruit on those professional recruitment platforms.

While waiting for their reply, Zhou Qing devoted himself to reading "Jin Ping Mei".

As he read during the day, he found that the novel had a lot of descriptions of various treasures, and they were very detailed. After only reading more than twenty chapters, he had already seen thirty or forty kilograms of agarwood, two hundred kilograms of white wax, fruit-filled pepper and salt gold cakes, gold-painted and colorful lacquered beds, and gold exquisite longevity hairpins made inside... as well as "Twenty-Four Interpretations of Spring" framed with Quhua silk, with a brocade ribbon as the cover, and an ivory bookmark, and painted in bright blue and green with fine gold!
The more he read, the more he valued and looked forward to this novel.

Not to mention anything else, those thirty or forty kilograms of agarwood would be worth a lot of money nowadays.

Nowadays, good quality agarwood is very valuable, some can even cost tens of thousands of yuan per gram!
I had just read two paragraphs when my phone rang.

I picked it up and saw it was a WeChat message from my female neighbor Gu Lan: "Zhou Qing, can my sister try your part-time job?"

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