Chapter 240 I'll Serve You
Liang Jishen returned to the guest room and found it was pitch black.
He turned on the wall lamp. He Sang stood there, looking at him eagerly. He also looked at her. They looked at each other for a few seconds, and she chuckled.
"Have you laughed enough?" Liang Jishen locked the door, unbuckled his belt with one hand, and smoothed her hair with the other. "You're getting bolder and bolder."
"You react very quickly. If Madam Liang knew that I was laughing and not crying..." He Sang shuddered as he saw Ji Xilan's ferocious face.
The man took off his clothes and changed into home clothes. "Are you scared now? You laugh endlessly and I can't stop you from laughing." He didn't have time to button his clothes. He pouted He Sang's chin. His nose was delicate and white, and his nostrils were small and exquisite. There was a lot of snot hidden in his nose.
He pretended to be angry and said, "Don't dare to blow snot bubbles again next time."
He Sang dodged his hand and said, "I have rhinitis."
"You don't usually do it, but you do it when I touch you."
She stifled a laugh, "Being close to you... defenseless."
"You'd better be on guard." Liang Jishen let go of her hand, walked around her and lay down on the bed.
The lights in the old house are decorated in a uniform style with an antique feel. He Sang's thin eyebrows and big eyes are particularly charming under the light.
"Come here." He held out his arm.
He Sang climbed onto the bed, knelt on the man, and massaged him skillfully.
When he got a headache after drinking, worked overtime, or was sick, she would always help him relax his muscles and bones and stimulate his blood circulation. She bought more than 20 books by traditional Chinese medicine practitioners and, between rehearsals and performances, she would learn techniques and positions backstage, practicing with the young girl who played his stunt double.
Li Zhen felt that she could make up for her shortcomings with hard work. What her family background lacked, she needed to improve her overall soft power, just like a fox spirit practicing. Men are rough, and the more delicate and watery a woman is, the more she can melt him. In a relationship with a huge gap in status, it is nothing to have a disadvantage at the beginning. The real skill is to regain the initiative in the later stage.
The man looked at He Sang in silence. In the dim light, she seemed to be coated with a layer of light, and her gentleness touched her heart. "Is it considered a laughing matter on stage?"
After kneading his shoulders, He Sang pounded his legs again, "It belongs."
"Will you deduct my salary?"
"No."
"So you don't learn your lesson." Liang Ji glared at her. "If you get into trouble in the future, no matter how big or small, you will be punished with hard labor."
She rubbed his knees again and again, a strand of hair hung down and swayed playfully on her cheek. Liang Jishen wrapped his palm around her face, providing dry and warm warmth.
In this kind of atmosphere before, although he didn't say sweet words much, his eyes were ambiguous. The ambiguity of a mature man is roughness mixed with tenderness, implicit and obscure.
Every time it erupts, it is so passionate and suffocating.
Very addictive.
He Sang thought he was trying to comfort her, so she leaned over and kissed him on the lips, "I'm not tired."
"Didn't you eat?" He said seriously, "Rub it hard."
She was stunned.
There was a smile in Liang Jishen's eyes, "I'll rub it for you."
He held He Sang and turned her around. She lay on her stomach, and he supported her from above, rubbing her back. "You've worked hard tonight. Help mom apply the medicine, and I'll help you."
He Sang turned his head and said, "You have a chest wound, be careful that the gauze breaks!"
"Nothing serious."
Liang Jishen is a gentleman. Massage is massage and flirting is flirting. He never confuses the two. His hand slides to the root of her thigh, without being frivolous or lingering, and then slides back to her lumbar spine, massaging it methodically.
"Is the strength enough?"
"Be gentle."
Liang Jishen only had 30% of his strength left. "Like this?"
"Be gentle, you are seeking revenge..."
He laughed angrily, "Good intentions are not rewarded?"
Just as Sister Rong was reaching the door with the milk, He Sang happened to groan, which startled her.
"I'm serving you, and if I make a mistake, I won't serve you anymore."
He Sang pulled Liang Jishen, "Come again, I'm not feeling well yet——"
Sister Rong tiptoed back to the kitchen.
The next morning, Ji Xilan came downstairs. There was a bowl of bird's nest on the dining table. She called Sister Rong, "Make a bowl for Xiao He."
Sister Rong was surprised, "You don't hate Miss He anymore?"
Ji Xilan picked at the smoked sausage on the plate and put it between the bread. "Xiao He applied medicine to me yesterday and cried pitifully in the house. He is quite filial."
Sister Rong smiled, "Miss He is gentle and delicate, while the Third Young Master is straightforward and hard-headed. They complement each other."
"After we get married, I'll quit my job and stay at home as a wealthy wife. Having children is a big deal. Anyway, I don't like her acting in public and making a few cents." Ji Xilan scooped a spoonful of porridge. "Her personality is quite suitable for being a family man."
"The Third Young Master inherited your vision and knows how to choose people. Don't worry."
Ji Xilan said happily, "He inherited it from me."
"Everyone is happy that you accepted Miss He. She and the Third Young Master are a perfect match, and you can't separate them." Sister Rong leaned over and muttered softly, "You'll have a grandson soon."
Ji Xilan pushed Sister Rong and said, "The third brother's room is private, don't tell Sister Fang."
After giving her instructions, she lowered her head and drank her porridge.
I didn't expect that the third brother, who was so upright and strong-willed, was so considerate to women.
She has always served Liang Yanzhang, who was rarely gentle and affectionate. She didn't know how he treated Yao Wenjie, but she probably treated her better than her.
After all, Yao Wenjie had him completely under her control.
Being willing to be intimate was a blessing to Liang Yanzhang, so of course he tried his best to please her.
Ji Xilan suddenly lost her appetite.
......
At nine o'clock, He Sang got into the car with Liang Jishen and went to the swimming pool in Xicheng.
Hu Nongnong wanted to learn how to swim and pestered Zhou Kun to teach her. It happened that Zhou Kun's father had a red-headed document from the city to give to Liang Jishen, a week before it was officially issued. It was an internal document and was entrusted to Zhou Kun to pass on, so they simply met at the swimming pool.
On the way to the swimming pool, Liang Jishen contacted Gu Jianghai and postponed his return to another province for half a day. Gu Jianghai knew that he had a lot of things to do in Hebei Province, so he agreed.
When they arrived outside the museum, Zhou Kun's car was parked on the south side of the parking lot, and Liang Jishen was parked next to him.
Entering the lobby, Hu Nongnong waved at him from the lounge area, motioning him to come over.
Liang Jishen sat down and looked at Zhou Kun in his bathrobe. He flexed his wrists a few times and asked, "What's the news?"
Zhou Kun threw out a file bag.
He pulled out the document and glanced at the title on the cover, "Provincial Land Bidding Suspended?"
"Yes, a large-scale overhaul." Zhou Kun flipped to the last page. "Since 2010, fifteen companies have been suspected of commercial violations and insider bidding, and Guanghe Group has been on the list three times in a row. The collapse of the city wall is Guanghe's most infamous project, but it's not the only shoddy one. Half of its projects fail quality inspections, and once they're rebuilt, they'll make a killing."
He Sang didn't understand. "Reconstruction requires additional investment, which is very costly. We're already losing money, so why would we profit from it?"
"Guanghe Group didn't undertake the project independently; it was a joint investment with a partner. Feng Zhikui was responsible for the first round of investment, and the partner was responsible for the second. The first round of investment contract stated 30 million yuan, but in fact 3 million yuan was spent. The inspection and acceptance did not pass, so the reconstruction costs were included in the second round of investment, still 30 million yuan, and the partner paid for it out of pocket. Feng Zhikui used this 30 million yuan for reconstruction, and the remaining 27 million yuan from the first round of investment went back into his own pocket. Every project was a scam."
He Sang was astonished, "Don't the partners have any doubts?"
"Suspicious? Should we call the police? Evidence collection, freezing, and seizure will ruin the developer's reputation, and the building won't sell, resulting in huge losses. Partners who want to recoup their investment and make money can only consider themselves unlucky and minimize the impact." Zhou Kun exclaimed, "The boss behind Guanghe Group is a true expert. He knows what businessmen fear most, and he's using the Guanghe Group's shell to wreak havoc in the business world."
Liang Jishen closed the document, and he felt more and more that Liang Yanzhang did not have such a broad vision.
The older generation had made their mark in the world of fame and fortune, and they had real experience there. But times have changed. Today's business world is dominated by the new elite, and even if the directors of China Overseas Group have more experience than him, they are still his subordinates.
The method of getting something for nothing is very similar to Liang Chihui's method.
Both vicious and courageous.
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