Chapter 709 I will not agree

   "Ji Fang, let me be notified as soon as the factory receives my letter in the future, have you heard?"

   "Understood." Now that Ji Fang knew that the deputy dean attached great importance to this letter writer, he naturally paid more attention, otherwise he would not have delivered the package so quickly.

   "I write a letter and you send it to me."

   Zhou Hengguang said that he didn't take off his bag, so he turned and went to the study to write a reply.

  With a pen in his hand, Zhou Hengguang smiled at the corner of his mouth when he thought of his girl riding a bicycle.

  He writes like a fly. First, he used a hundred words to describe how he liked the bag when he received it. He said that he would not be able to do without it in his life and work in the future, and would use it every day. The implication is to imply that one is not enough and ask Su Qing to send another one.

  Good leather needs maintenance and cannot be used continuously, otherwise it will damage the service life of the leather.

  Since Su Qing has such a good craftsmanship, she must also know how to maintain leather goods. I hope the smart girl will not let him down.

   After writing the package, Zhou Hengguang wrote about the souvenirs he brought back. The heartbroken letter said that the souvenirs brought back were stolen by his friends while he didn't know, and he could only eat it once in the end.

   There will be no more!

   Zhou Hengguang's writing about local specialties is absolutely sincere and distressing. I finally brought it back, the good girl made it herself, and let those who have nothing to do with it eat it.

   Zhou Hengguang wished he could beat everyone up.

  Written in the letter is infinite regret. Although he didn't say a single word, as long as a normal person sees it, he will willingly give him what he wants.

  Finally, he praised Su Qing in two hundred words.

  The words are elegant, with enthusiasm contained in the subtlety, and sincerity and anxiety in the enthusiasm. Just like a young boy in full swing, he is so enthusiastic in front of his beloved girl that he is at a loss.

   Not a love letter, but better than a love letter.

   Zhou Yan didn't know, if Zhou Yan knew, she would definitely want to invite Zhou Hengguang and the old man of the Xu family to collaborate on a book. The old man of the Xu family came up with his brains, and Zhou Hengguang came up with his writing, which is guaranteed to be a hit.

   After writing the letter, Zhou Hengguang personally sealed the envelope and handed it to Ji Fang, "Send it today."

   "Okay!" Ji Fang agreed, and suddenly heard a knock on the door.

   "Someone is knocking on the door, I'll go and have a look." Finally, he didn't have to look any further, Ji Fang quickly ran out to open the door.

   "Wait!" Zhou Hengguang frowned, and inadvertently brought a bit of sharpness, "You help me take the outer box and put it in my bedroom. I will open the door myself."

   Ji Fang was taken aback for a moment, and obediently went to get the things, and was even more curious about the sender.

   "Brother, why did you come here suddenly?" Zhou Hengguang smiled and opened the door, thinking that fortunately the outer packaging was put away in time, otherwise the elder brother would definitely find out when he saw it.

  Zhou Hengyang glanced at him coldly, his eyes scratching his body like a knife.

   Fortunately, Zhou Hengguang's psychological quality is not comparable to that of ordinary people. Instead, he asked proudly: "Brother, what do you think of my new bag? Doesn't it look good?"

   "For the first time, I saw you showing a special liking for something."

   “I grew up loving these things.”

   "That's different." With a cold face, Zhou Hengyang passed his younger brother into the living room, just in time to meet Ji Fang coming down from the stairs, and immediately his face became even uglier, livid. "How is this going?"

   Looking at Ji Fang's eyes is almost the same as looking at a dead person.

  (end of this chapter)