Having hot pot in this weather is absolutely wonderful!

The sound of wind outside, smoke and fire inside.

Oh, and she also needs to prepare some hot pot ingredients and pots to keep in her storage space.

Thinking of the small stove Yan Xiao had placed in her room, it would be a shame not to have hot pot.

So she gave Xiao Chen more work, asking him to buy some hot pot ingredients, which were due tomorrow.

Xiao Chen was completely baffled when he received the message. This young lady was running a supermarket one minute and a hot pot restaurant the next.

Tsk~

It's good to be rich!

He also wanted a nine-figure sum in his account so he could spend money recklessly.

Unfortunately, he was just an assistant, and in his limited mind, he thought that a nine-figure balance in his bank account was the maximum.

Little did he know, his young lady could casually pull out a card with a balance starting at ten figures.

Not to mention, the company's professional managers have already had sixteen different bank accounts where they deposit company profits each month...

so.

For Wen Qinghe, money is really just a number, nothing more.

It was only in the 1970s that she realized how poor she was.

However, apart from the time she first went to the countryside, Yan Xiao took care of all her food and drink afterwards.

She really didn't spend much money.

Thinking of this,

Yes, she should also prepare more things that men need.

Wallets, watches, pens, razors, belts, and men's skincare products are definitely necessary.

The thought of him washing his whole body with a bar of soap...

(ー_ー)!!

She had to provide him with shower gel, shampoo, and facial cleanser.

Yan Xiao is already preparing for her wedding banquet in a few days.

Unfortunately, we couldn't wear wedding dresses back then; everyone wore red to represent joy and celebration.

Otherwise, she would have asked the designer to expedite the process and make one custom-made for her.

However, she could try a modern Chinese-style red cheongsam, which is less conservative than traditional cheongsams and incorporates elements of modern everyday life.

If it's a man, just dress him in a shirt, trousers, and leather shoes.

That evening, as usual, Wen Qinghe went shopping after dinner.

The only difference is that last time I was browsing the women's section, but this time it's the men's section.

Based on last month's performance, every store I went to sold out of stock.

Those sales associates were able to pick up their cars at the end of the month thanks to this performance.

Even more remarkably, the cosmetics counter manager bought a small apartment in the suburbs outright.

Although it is located in the suburbs, the area is not large.

But this is Beijing, a place where every inch of land is incredibly valuable.

This made the men's products counter extremely envious.

Several employees switched jobs immediately after that day and went to work at the women's counter.

So now that Wen Qinghe walks into the men's clothing store, the store manager has the foresight to close the store and serve only Wen Qinghe.

Wen Qinghe did not disappoint him.

"The two largest sizes in this row are all wrapped up!"

"And this one too..."

"Shirts are available in black and white, and in the two largest sizes of all styles."

"As for pants..."

Wen Qinghe thought about how she usually hugged Yan Xiao, and he was probably three times her waist thick.

"The pants are about this size in waistband, black pants in the right size, all in stock and wrapped up."

As she spoke, Wen Qinghe gestured to the sales assistant.

The sales assistant understood, recalling the figure Wen Qinghe had described.

He's 1.9 meters tall, has eight-pack abs, a strong waist, and his legs are 1.2 meters long.

This is simply the ideal life!

Where did this young lady find such a perfect man?

Tears of envy streamed down her face...