Chapter 141 Just wash it, this is my favorite blanket
Chapter 141 Just wash it. This is my favorite blanket.
Wen Zhiyan looked at him: "This house is yours now, and it's all in your name, Teacher Jiang. When I leave, if you don't want to If you want to pay the water, electricity and property fees here, you can contact me and I will pay them."
Jiang Lan's smile that was still on his lips just now froze for a moment: "Why do you keep putting such a large amount of money in my name without telling me? "
The imperial capital has a lot of money, and houses are extremely expensive. How many people have struggled for more than ten years to buy a shabby apartment for their children to go to school.
Most ordinary people can barely make ends meet by working here. When they reach the age of 30 or 40, they still have no choice but to return to their hometowns to buy property.
Not to mention a high-end luxury community located in the city center.
When Jiang Lan bought the 200-square-meter house next door, he still paid half of the down payment, and the other half was paid off in one go at the end of last year.
Wen Zhiyan remained silent, only looking down at the tips of his fingers.
Jiang Lan looked at Wen Zhiyan like a pitiful little daughter-in-law, put his arms around Wen Zhiyan's neck, kissed him hard on the cheek, and joked:
"Mr. Wen, I suddenly don't want to fight anymore. It tastes so good to eat soft rice."
Wen Zhiyan followed Jiang Lan's strength and leaned his head on his shoulder. Just when Jiang Lan thought that Wen Zhiyan would say something, then don't do anything. I'll do it. To raise you, or even if you live on a soft diet, the Wen family’s wealth cannot afford to support you.
But he heard Wen Zhiyan say: "Brother Lan, it can't be done. I think so too. I also want to eat soft food. Why don't you think about continuing to fight?"
At this time, Jiang Lan still thought that Wen Zhiyan was joke.
He was amused again and said mischievously: "It's not impossible, but you have to listen to me. I have a lot of perverted ideas, so you have to think about it." What
he didn't know was that Wen Zhiyan was indeed selling money in his name. A lot of money was stuffed.
But in fact, both the previous island and the current apartment are just the tip of the iceberg, a drop in the bucket.
If Jiang Lan went to liquidate and evaluate assets on a whim, he would find that Wen Zhiyan even gave himself most of his wealth.
Wen Zhiyan didn't take Jiang Lan's warning seriously. He pressed Jiang Lan on the back of the sofa and said,
"Really? How perverted is that? Tell me?"
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Two hours later, Jiang Lan lay half-dead on the sofa, covering his eyes with his forearms in shame and anger, his clothes in a mess.
Wen Zhiyan squatted beside Jiang Lan's legs, rubbing his calves that were cramping and trembling due to excessive tightness.
Jiang Lan said angrily: "What I said is what I want to do to you, not what I want you to do to me!"
Wen Zhiyan lowered his head: "But you obviously like it very much, and you were crying just now... . ."
"Shut up." Jiang Lan interrupted Wen Zhiyan and touched a wool blanket scattered under the sofa:
"Throw away this blanket."
Wen Zhiyan glanced at Jiang Lan's feet. The cashmere blanket:
"Just wash it. This is my favorite blanket."
Jiang Lan laughed angrily: "Yesterday you said that the lavender one was your favorite."
Wen Zhiyan pursed his lips: "But this one is more valuable for collection."
Jiang Lan was dumbfounded.
He cursed Wen Zhiyan in secret and wanted to die in embarrassment. He took back his leg on Wen Zhiyan's knee, stood up, and walked to the bathroom while saying to Wen Zhiyan:
"Then don't let me do it again." I saw it."
Wen Zhiyan wanted to help Jiang Lan take a bath with his own hands, but because of his excessive behavior just now, he was afraid that if he pushed too hard, he would get the opposite.
So he watched Jiang Lan enter the master bedroom first, then bent down to pick up the blanket and Jiang Lan's underwear, which was thrown out more than two meters away and was lying alone on the floor in the center of the living room. Laundry room.
Because it was not convenient for Jiang Lan to engage in outdoor activities, he had nothing to do. The next morning, Wen Zhiyan contacted the decoration team to come and deal with the wall.
There was a lot of noise and dust from smashing the wall. Wen Zhiyan didn't want Jiang Lan to stay in a smoky place. After negotiating with the person in charge of the decoration team, he took Jiang Lan to the Wen family's private resort on the outskirts of the city. .
It is said to be private, but because Wen Zhiyan and the Wen family have never been there often, they have been doing profit-making projects and receiving some distinguished guests from the upper class.
Jiang Lan had heard about this resort.
Previously, a young master from a powerful family in the imperial capital held an adult ceremony here, and Jiang Lan also received an invitation letter from the company.
It's euphemistically called an invitation, but in reality it's just for these respectable little stars to fill the stage.
Of course, in a sense, if you're lucky, it's a win-win.
Because there are many rich people and their children present, if they are good vassals in the entertainment industry, if they are lucky enough to hook up with one, they can at least guarantee their resources and exposure for a period of time.
So there are still many people in the company trying to get this spot.
Except for Jiang Lan, who gave up the opportunity on the grounds of illness.
First, he has no interest in this kind of situation. To put it shamelessly, if he is attracted by some wealthy daughter or an older, wealthy but lonely omega, he will get into trouble again.
If one offends someone, the gain outweighs the loss.
Secondly, everyone knows that this resort is the private property of the Wen family, and Jiang Lan does not want to make trouble for herself by taking advantage of the Wen family's territory.
After more than two hours' drive with Wen Zhiyan, he set foot on this famous resort in the entire imperial capital for the first time.
The grandeur far exceeded Jiang Lan's imagination.
The Wen family almost took over the entire mountain.
Hot springs, waterfalls, everything, and behind a huge golf course, there is a huge French-style building that can be described as brilliant.
Two kilometers away from the other door of the manor is the largest racecourse in the entire imperial capital, and behind it is a racing track, also owned by the Wen family.
Driving slowly in from the small road at the edge of the stadium, you can see every step of the way. There are also many expensive but seemingly illegal animals in the yard.
Jiang Lan looked at the two motionless crocodiles lying in the low pool outside the window in shock: "Can this be raised?"
Wen Zhiyan hummed: "You need to apply for a special approval. You have to go up here every year." The tax is a huge amount, and there is nothing that cannot be supported. "
Jiang Lan felt that he was already rich.
But only then did he understand what it means to be a small witch and a big witch. The life of a truly rich person was simply unimaginable to him.
He thought for a while: "Then why don't you take our two hippos over?"