When he came to his senses and wanted to reach out to grab it, his little feet retracted again.

Turning to look at Jiang Qiuyi, he found that she was smiling playfully at him.

Just when he was about to take countermeasures, the phone on the desk vibrated.

I picked it up and looked at it, and my uncle gave me a reply.

Chen Yong: The factory in the countryside has stopped working and will probably be sold after the new year. What’s wrong?

Chen Wen: Is there anything else in there? I want to do something to play with during the Chinese New Year.

Chen Yong: What are you doing? If you want, I can just find someone to take you there in advance.

Chen Wen: No need to go to such trouble...I'm just going to do it for fun. Have all the things in the factory been moved?

Chen Yong: That’s not true. I still have the equipment and plan to package it with the factory and sell it. There are still some materials left. You can take a look at it when the time comes and tell me what’s missing.

Chen Wen: Yeah.

"Who are you chatting with?" Jiang Qiuyi took the opportunity to reach out and step on Chen Wen's thigh, and even boldly moved closer to a certain leg, but Chen Wen ignored her, "You won't do it in front of me.

Hook up with other young ladies?"

"My uncle." Chen Wen looked at her helplessly and showed her the chat interface.

Jiang Qiuyi moved his chair and leaned over, stepping on Chen Wen with both feet. "What do you want to do in this factory? Do you still need to do handicrafts during the Chinese New Year?"

"I won't do any handwork for the time being. I'm getting tired of doing it after half a year, so I plan to change my taste." Chen Wen's hands naturally rested on Jiang Qiuyi's smooth calves, and he hugged her legs sideways, stroking them.

He said, "Maybe I will make some gadgets, whether I will take a video or not is another matter."

"Is it similar to the bag chair last time?"

"Well, almost."

The two people were chatting when their phone vibrated again.

Chen Yong: I heard that the online store is doing well recently? The year-end dividends are probably going to be distributed. If you pay attention recently, there should be a lot.

Chen Wen: Well, okay.

In the contract signed by Chen Wen and his uncle's company, the advertising fee of 500,000 yuan was directly used as part of the initial capital of the online store. But in addition, he can get a little share of the income from any wood purchased with coupons from him.

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This is the money I get from the online store every month.

In addition, when the financial report is concluded at the end of the year, as a shareholder of the online store, he will also receive a portion of the net profit as dividends.

According to Chen Yong, the amount of dividends at the end of the year is estimated to be quite large.

The money to buy a house is a little richer.

"How many can there be?" Jiang Qiuyi tilted his head and asked curiously after seeing the chat content.

"According to my uncle, if it's too much, it should at least be about the same as the advertising fee."

"Five million?"

"possible."

"He's a rich man."

"What's mine is yours, little rich woman."

"Hmph~"

Jiang Qiuyi rubbed her little feet against Chen Wen's thigh.

Chen Wen held her calf, gently caressed it with his right hand, and moved his left hand towards jiojio.

When he touched Jiang Qiuyi's instep, a familiar squeaking sound filled the room.

Jiang Qiuyi leaned on the back of the chair, her butt moved to the edge of the chair unconsciously, and her whole body was slumped on it, her eyes moist.

Chen Wen also turned the chair around, facing Jiang Qiuyi, pulled her calf, and pulled her chair in front of him.

Then his hands went all the way up her thighs, lifted her butt, and took her into his arms.

"The video hasn't been cut yet." Jiang Qiuyi put her arms around Chen Wen's neck, biting her lips and staring at him condescendingly. She felt the rough hands wandering around on her waist and back, and her breath gradually became faster.

"You can wait until you go back during the Chinese New Year to cut it."

Chen Wen, who used to work seriously, has changed.

In other words, nothing has changed, just "things" have changed.

The war started in the bedroom.

From the chair to the desk, from the desk to the window sill, the final battle is about to break out on the bed.
Chapter completed!