After quitting the industry, the boss became popular all over the world

090: Big kitchen, pretty boy

Qiao Qingyan pointed to the stone on the right in front of them.

"This one……"

This piece is about the size of a basketball. But the quality looks a bit poor.

Some people have noticed it before, but everyone was hesitant...

"Okay. Let's take these three dollars."

Si Jinnan then looked at the group of old men and said with a somewhat informal tone: "I'll leave this good material for you to enjoy."

Qiao Qingyan pushed up his sunglasses and ignored the group of people, but turned around and left.

*

"You can directly dissect stones here. Are you confused?" Si Jinnan asked Qiao Qingyan when he saw her turning around and walking outside.

Qiao Qingyan leaned lazily against the courtyard door. "As long as you are here. Once you are done, you can help me sell it."

"The money is transferred directly to the card given to you."

"Then you take the money in the afternoon and help me find a house. It will have a big kitchen."

Si Jinnan:......

Half a second later.

"The company didn't allocate a house to you." Juhui's treatment of artists is not bad. Especially since Qiao Qingyan was hired by Xu Zhongqin from another company at the beginning, the place of residence was naturally not bad.

"The kitchen is too small."

"You must be keeping a pretty boy, right?"

After Si Jinnan finished speaking, he felt that he had said something. After all, if he thought about it carefully, Qiao Qingyan didn't seem to be very interested in men now.

Of course, this is how Si Jinnan feels...

Qiao Qingyan waved to him, turned around and left.

"House as soon as possible."

“Big kitchen!”

Si Jinnan looked at the figure disappearing in the yard, and then glanced at the rough stone behind him.

Betting on stones means one will make you poor and the other will make you rich. No one knows what fate will come from this move.

Is she so sure that those rough stones are enough for her to buy a big house in Yuncheng?

Even if it were him, he wouldn't dare to say that. Even those stone gambling masters would not dare to be so absolute before cutting stones.

But an hour later, when he asked the master to cut out the rough stones one by one, Si Jinnan was not only surprised, but his heart almost stopped beating.

*

It was already afternoon when Qiao Qingyan returned home.

There was no one in the room, it was too quiet, there were only mirrors and bright lights all over the room.

There was a note posted at the entrance.

The fonts on it are like dragons and phoenixes, very free and easy.

"I've cooked the food in the kitchen. If it gets cold, you can warm it up and eat it. Thank you for taking it in."

There are obviously a few more dots of heavy handwriting at the back. There should be something else I wanted to write, but in the end I didn't finish it.

Qiao Qingyan stood at the door of the kitchen and saw the steaming food in the kitchen. It seemed that the man had just left not long ago.

Qiao Qingyan seemed to have traveled through time and saw the figure of the man who was busy in the kitchen just now.

Straight body, rolled up cuffs, smooth movements...

"Buzzing..."

"Buzzing..."

Qiao Qingyan's cell phone was buzzing at the entrance, but she didn't pay attention to it. Instead, she stood quietly at the door of the kitchen, looking at the steaming meals indifferently.

[Master, was that made for you by the Son of Destiny? 】

[Master, you are too happy. The son of luck actually cooks for you. 】

The little cat learned well this time and didn't dare to show himself. He only dared to communicate with Qiao Qingyan’s soul.

Qiao Qingyan turned around calmly and picked up her phone from the entrance.

"The upgrade is over."

The little tabby cat shivered, but she didn't expect its owner to be so keen. Did its rainbow fart fail?

【No.But it doesn't prevent me from communicating with the owner. 】

Qiao Qingyan did not expose its lies. It seemed that no matter what the little tabby cat and its owner were plotting, Qiao Qingyan didn't care.

In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are nothing more than paper tigers.