"Where do you put your hand?" Jing Yulan was ashamed and anxious, pushed Yang Rui away hard, stared at him, and said, "You are too courageous!"

"We generally say that you are too courageous." Yang Rui said with a smile on his hippie face, still reminiscing about the touch of the talent.

Compared with the conventional knowledge he knows, Teacher Jing's waist is obviously unusually soft, and the chest is obviously unusually soft and strong. It is quite comfortable whether it is touched by the hands or leaned up.

This kind of beautiful figure usually takes a long time to get it.

I really want to feel it for a while.

Yang Rui asked suspiciously while tasting, "I haven't seen you exercise, do you usually exercise?"

"Is it time to say this?" Jing Yulan couldn't laugh or cry, her expression vivid.

Yang Rui smiled and asked, "Then what should I say now?"

While questioning, Yang Rui’s eyes were still patrolling Jing Yulan's body. Such straight thighs are rare. Don’t look at the girls 30 years later, showing their thighs all over the street, but you just sit at the entrance of the pedestrian street and stare at them, so straight and long. The extremely tender and white thighs can't get a pair in three or five days. In the exhibition where various models gather, you can see some of them, but if you look at them with your face, there is little hope.

What's more, face-to-face appreciation is completely different from on-stage and off-stage observation.

Seeing it and touching it is different.

"You are too courageous." Jing Yulan said what Yang Rui had just taught, and then found that using words could not deter Yang Rui at all.

Yang Rui didn't even blush.

Moreover, the scene just now cannot be said to be deliberate by Yang Rui. As for eating tofu with his eyes, it cannot be regarded as molesting either.

Jing Yulan took a deep breath and said helplessly: "You get out of the way, I'll change my clothes."

"Why change clothes?" Yang Rui was surprised, what beautiful shorts... Although he didn't pay much attention to the shorts themselves, the effect of the shorts was still very good.

Jing Yulan said angrily: "I am a relaxed person who only wears it at home. Who knows you will come back suddenly."

"School is over, I can't come back." Yang Rui retorted plausibly.

Jing Yulan said aggrieved: "I came to help you clean up the room just because I knew you were coming back soon."

"So I came back, opened the door with my own key, and saw that because I knew I was coming back soon, I specially came to clean up the room, so that you dressed beautifully. This is not normal." Yang Rui also answered very logically. .

Jing Yulan's attention was attracted by the adjectives at the end of the sentence. Before she entered the back room, she couldn't help asking: "Well dressed like this?"

"Of course it's beautiful." Yang Rui rolled his eyes and said, "Otherwise, you can dress like this at home, so you don't have to change it."

Jing Yulan closed the door "pop" and said, "I won't give you tofu."

Yang Rui was heartbroken: "It's convenient to be with others, to be convenient with yourself, look at the old beauty, there are *** girls all over the street, what's so great about it."

"China is not the same as the United States." Jing Yulan said through the door: "Chinese people can't adapt to American life."

"I only heard that it is difficult to change from extravagance to frugality. I have never heard that it is difficult to change from frugality to extravagance." Yang Rui deliberately abducted the subject and said: "It's too easy to adapt to American life. If you have money, it is enough.

"That's a lot of money." Jing Yulan was abducted by Yang Rui as expected, and forgot to continue inquiring about the crime.

Yang Rui squinted across the door and said, "It doesn't take much money. After 20 or 30 years of effort, at least tens of millions of people in China can enjoy an American life, and live another ten or twenty years. There are more people enjoying American life in China than in the United States."

"How is it possible." Jing Yulan is an English teacher and works in a university. He has access to a lot of foreign information and is relatively familiar with the situation in China. She said in disbelief: "The average annual income of the American is said to be tens of thousands of dollars. Ten times more than ours, in 20 to 30 years, how can we achieve a per capita income of tens of thousands of dollars."

Yang Rui said with a smile: "The current annual income of 10,000 US dollars is not ten times our income, thirty to fifty times our income. However, it is useless. Thirty years is a long time. It may happen."

"At least one thing I'm sure of." Yang Rui said again: "The age of the streets is full of ***, it must be earlier than the per capita annual income of more than ten thousand US dollars."

While talking, Jing Yulan changed into a dress, her long hair fluttering, her skirt fluttering and charming, but she refused to reveal a trace of her skin.

Yang Rui tweeted and laughed: "It's also very beautiful."

"You know how to talk." Jing Yulan snorted, and then directed Yang Rui: "Go and take care of hygiene. There is no one living in the house, and there is ashes everywhere."

"Why didn't you come back to live." Yang Rui asked strangely.

Jing Yulan blushed: "What am I going to live with? It's a holiday, of course I have to live in my own home."

Yang Rui woke up and said with a smile: "You turned out to be too tightly watched by your parents..."

"Where is it?" Jing Yulan became embarrassed.

"It looks like it is." Yang Rui shook his head and said again: "I bought a gift for you. I just threw it on the sofa."

After speaking, Yang Rui changed his slippers and began to wipe the table with a rag.

Jing Yulan opened the bag on the sofa curiously, and saw that inside was a large box about the length of two chopsticks, beautifully decorated.

"Chanel's bag." Yang Rui turned around and said: "I asked a friend from the UK to bring it over. See if you like it or not."

After the financial problems were resolved, Yang Rui spent money again and again lavishly.

In fact, it is still worse.

Inviting people to purchase luxury goods, Yang Rui didn't necessarily do it before, but now his assets easily exceed one million dollars, but he does it as soon as he thinks of it.

The ancient legend "can cure all diseases", Jing Yulan opened the box, she smiled and said, "It's pretty."

Yang Rui said in his heart that it would not be a loss to give a "very good-looking" evaluation for something worth thousands of dollars.

Jing Yulan put her bag on her shoulders and gestured in front of the mirror for a while. Finally she became brighter and began to ask Yang Rui about the situation after returning home, and then said: "A few days ago, Uncle Qiao asked, do you want calligraphy and painting? Yes, the sales department has recently received more antiques, and the piled warehouses can’t fit. Uncle Qiao said, if you don’t want them, the sales department will find a way to sell them quickly. If you want, then continue to keep them for you. ."

Uncle Qiao is the group of the Municipal Bureau of Commerce, and the old relationship contacted by Jing Cuncheng helped Yang Rui buy calligraphy and painting in batches.

Although the acquisition of calligraphy and painting was delayed because of the problems of Zelecaon, but the matter of Zélikon passed, Yang Rui had more reason to buy calligraphy and painting.

Because the money in his hands is about to increase again.

Yang Rui almost didn't have to think about it, so he quickly said: "You need more calligraphy and painting. Please keep it. If you can charge more, then charge more. I will pay for the warehouse."

Jing Yulan didn't understand, "Is it necessary?"

"You need to find ~lightnovelpub.net~ At that time, I will hang calligraphy and paintings all over the room, with Song Huizong's on the left and Zhang Daqian's on the right!" Yang Rui gestured with a rag, scenting Fang Qiu.

Jing Yulan laughed "puchi": "How could it be possible to have the Huizong of the Song Dynasty? It's too late to collect in the Forbidden City. There are many Zhang Daqian, but how can these two people be compared together."

"It's almost the same to me." Yang Rui said boldly: "As long as there is one, buy it all."

"Buy it all? You just didn't pay attention to it. People have recently collected so many calligraphy and paintings that they can't put it down."

"That's a stress response. If you don't put it away now, it will be difficult to buy in bulk in the future." Yang Rui is pure investment psychology to calligraphy and painting. Unlike Western oil paintings, the number of Chinese paintings is often very large, and masterpieces by famous artists are no exception. For example, according to incomplete statistics, there are more than 40,000 paintings by Qi Baishi, and they have all been handed down.

If it's for appreciation, let alone 40,000 paintings, 400 paintings can't be appreciated, but if it is for investment, the more the better.

As for the total value of the 40,000 paintings, will there be suspicion of speculation, so that the price is too high, Yang Rui doesn't care at all, he just waited for the price to be too high and sold supplementary laboratory resources, suitable for comparison There are Picasso's paintings, and he is also a highly productive painter with nearly 10,000 paintings in the world. Picasso's paintings have always maintained a steady upward trend, and Yang Rui is full of approval for the investment prospects of calligraphy and painting.

A painting that can sell money is a good painting.

With a speculative mentality, Yang Rui called Qiao Qun, re-arranged the time, and then took Jing Yulan to take care of hygiene.

Jing Yulan couldn't hold back Yang Rui, and it was too exhausting to let him work alone, so he had to help.

The dress is fluttering and the scenery is unique.

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