The world of Chinese style creates a prosperous era for girl groups

Zeng Jingyi slept from seven in the evening until seven in the morning of the next day. This sleep was long and of high quality. After getting up in the morning, she no longer felt groggy or weak in her limbs. Instead, she felt refreshed.

Although it was not known whether it was a cold or heatstroke, it should be the effect of the bowl of Xiao Chaihu Granules she drank. At around eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, Zeng Jingyi's head and back were sweating, but she was dizzy and did not wake up. It was Xia Haoyang who was wiping her body with a wet towel and covering her fevered head with the towel.

After waking up in the morning, Zeng Jingyi knew that Xia Haoyang must have taken care of her last night, because the pajamas she wore to sleep had been taken off, and there was a basin of water in the bathroom sink with clean towels in it.

Zeng Jingyi sat on the toilet with a smile on her face. When Xia Haoyang was sick and needed care, she would take care of him selflessly, not minding the dirt and smell. It turned out that when she was sick and needed care, her man would treat her the same way, and this man was the richest man in China with a net worth of hundreds of billions.

Men become bad when they have money, which doesn't seem to happen to her man. Is it because her man has been rich since he was a child? But no matter what the reason is, Zeng Jingyi is very happy.

Returning to bed from the bathroom, Xia Haoyang was still sleeping soundly and had not woken up. Zeng Jingyi gently kissed him on the lips. Perhaps it was the cool feeling that made Xia Haoyang feel something, so he stuck out his tongue and licked it.

Zeng Jingyi found it very interesting to see her man sleeping, and she lay on her side beside him, grinning foolishly.

Suddenly Zeng Jingyi frowned. She saw a thin layer of sweat on Xia Haoyang's forehead, then reached out and wiped Xia Haoyang's back. Sure enough, it was all wet.

Zeng Jingyi looked at the air conditioner and found that it was indeed not turned on, and even the fan was not on. Xia Haoyang was usually very afraid of heat and would turn on the air conditioner before sleeping at night, but last night it was probably for his own sake, so he endured it all night.

Thinking of this, Zeng Jingyi was even more moved, so she went to the bathroom again, changed the water in the washbasin, soaked the towel again, then wrung it dry, and sat in front of the bed holding the towel.

She first carefully wiped the sweat off Xia Haoyang's head and took off his pajamas. Then she wiped his body with a cold towel.

The cool touch seemed to make Xia Haoyang very comfortable. His originally frowned brows relaxed, and Xia Haoyang moved his body closer to her. He even stretched out his arms to hug her thighs and rubbed his face against her legs.

Zeng Jingyi changed a towel and wiped his body again. The cool touch swept over his body again, making Xia Haoyang feel quite comfortable. So he leaned closer to Zeng Jingyi and moved his lips twice.

All these actions were as cute as a little baby, at least in Zeng Jingyi's eyes, so she kept smiling and was very happy and devoted in wiping Xia Haoyang with a cold towel.

Not long after, Xia Haoyang opened his eyes, and above his eyes were Zeng Jingyi's eyes. It turned out that she had been looking at her lover like this.

Xia Haoyang swung his hands and knocked Zeng Jingyi to the ground, then put one leg on Zeng Jingyi, hugged her tightly, and continued to close his eyes.

"No, it's so hot." Zeng Jingyi struggled.

This sentence seemed to remind Xia Haoyang of something. He opened his eyes decisively and put his hand on Zeng Jingyi's forehead. "It doesn't seem to be that hot anymore."

"Well, I don't feel dizzy when I got up today. I feel refreshed." Zeng Jingyi seemed to be in a good mood.

"That's good. What time is it now? It's just a little after seven. We can still sleep a little longer. Let's turn on the air conditioner first. It's hot." Xia Haoyang got up to turn on the air conditioner.

When he returned to the bed again, he saw Zeng Jingyi looking at him and smiling.

"What's wrong?" Xia Haoyang looked confused.

Zeng Jingyi suddenly smiled shyly and said softly, "Didn't you say yesterday that we still need to work hard? It's still early and there's still time."

Xia Haoyang suddenly became aggressive and said, "Hey, you monster, take this stick from me."

When the two of them arrived downstairs after a while of struggling, they were ten minutes later than usual.

Xiao Mengyan, who was sitting on a stool waiting, was bored. She kicked her legs and combed the cat's fur. She was very excited to see the two people coming down: "Sister Jing, you feel much better today. You don't look sick like yesterday, but you look energetic."

"You're more than just full of energy. I don't know how strong you were just now. You almost pinched me to death. Ouch." Zeng Jingyi pinched Xia Haoyang's stomach hard with her hand and stared at him.

Xia Haoyang knew that it was his fault for speaking without restraint and talking nonsense in front of Xiao Mengyan, so he could only take a few steps to stay away from her clutches. Xiao Mengyan happily walked to Zeng Jingyi, took her arm, and walked out of the house together.

The three of them had breakfast at the steamed bun shop and then came to the company.

"Mr. Xia, good news. Mr. Xie and Mr. Han have secured the school venue." As soon as Sister Fei saw the three people, she broke the good news.

"Where is Mr. Xie?" Xia Haoyang asked quickly.

"I'm here. I should be in my office." Sister Fei's face was filled with an excited smile.

Xia Haoyang turned around and greeted Zeng Jingyi: "Please do as you please. I'll go find Lao Xie to ask about the situation."

"Okay, tell us the latest situation later." Zeng Jingyi and Xiao Mengyan were also very concerned about the progress of the preparations for the art school.

"Don't worry." Xia Haoyang took two quick steps into Lao Xie's office.

"Mr. Xie, what do you think? Where should we choose to locate the school?" Xia Haoyang started asking as soon as he walked into Mr. Xie's office.

"I was just about to come find you. The school is located near Huilongguan and covers an area of ​​about 300 acres." Old Xie said happily.

"So big? Our alma mater, Yancheng Conservatory of Music, seems to be only more than 100 acres." Xia Haoyang was very surprised.

"That's right. The area of ​​our alma mater is only more than 130 acres. This is all because of your face. I told the leaders of the Yancheng Education Bureau that it was you, the richest man Xia, who wanted to set up an art school, and wanted to make it the best private art school in China. As a result, they approved such a large piece of land for us. It feels good to take advantage of the power of others." It can be seen that Old Xie was also very happy and made a joke about Xia Haoyang's title of the richest man.

"If my name is useful and can give us the green light to run a school, I don't mind you using my name to cheat people outside. You can do whatever you want." Xia Haoyang was also very happy.

"It's up to Shenzi now. It's not easy to go through the formalities. There will be many restrictions and constraints. Anyway, we will try our best to meet the standards." Lao Xie said seriously.

"We run the school not to make money but to pass on our experience after retirement. Don't worry, we will absolutely follow the national requirements and standards without any ambiguity," Xia Haoyang said sincerely.