After He Qingying unlocked the door and entered, she happened to see Su Ziyang lazily walking down the stairs, and immediately waved to him.
"Little boy, come here, sister will show you how to play with toys."
The corner of Su Ziyang's mouth twitched. He was 23 and had already graduated from college. If he got married early at this age, his children would be old enough to help with the housework.
Moreover, the girl downstairs is only 29 years old. She is well maintained and looks about the same age as him.
That’s right, he is really handsome, especially his good skills in playing mechanics, which makes Su Ziyang admire him very much.
"Sister Qingying, what good things have you brought for my eldest son?" Su Ziyang dragged his slippers and ran downstairs, all his sleepiness gone.
Which boy doesn't like playing with machines?
"I just developed this laser sweeping robot. It works really well. Come over and help me assemble it."
Su Ziyang guessed that the products produced by He Qingying must be different from the styles on the market and must be much more advanced.
Sure enough, as soon as I opened the box, I saw a human head, no, it was a simulated robot head.
"Is it a humanoid machine?" The eldest lady never talks too much nonsense. If she says it is a robot, it really is a human.
"What else? Don't underestimate her. She's very capable. She can sweep the floor, wipe the table, and fetch things. She can do any simple job."
Fengjiu is usually too busy to have time to clean the house. She only hires a housekeeper when she remembers to, or Aunt Yao comes to help her clean when she is free.
He Qingying simply customized a robot for her that could do housework to save her trouble.
The two of them immediately started whispering to each other to assemble it.
It took several people several trips to move all the food outside the yard, which shows how much there was.
After returning home, Fengjiu let them play by themselves and wanted to go to the kitchen to help. After all, these little sisters were not outsiders, but she was driven out by Aunt Yao.
"Go and keep your friend company."
After saying that, she ran upstairs and woke up Su Ziran from his sleep to do something.
Fengjiu, it’s not that she’s lazy, this is Su Ziran’s fate.
Fengjiu took out some fruits from the space, fried them into juice, added spiritual spring water, and then brought them to the living room.
He picked up a cup and handed it to Jiang Shiyuan: "Mr. Jiang, try it."
Jiang Shiyuan put down his phone and stared at Fengjiu for a long time before saying, "Tell me why you can sleep so well. It's totally illogical."
Fengjiu raised an eyebrow and fed the juice into her mouth: "If I say I traveled through time, would you believe me?"
Jiang Shiyuan rolled his eyes and snorted coldly: "Only our Xiao Li would believe it." As an actor, he has played so many time-travel dramas that he can no longer distinguish reality.
You want a data analyst to believe such unfounded things? Did Fengjiu become stupid from delivering a baby? Or did she sleep too much and her brain became stiff?
Jiang Shiyuan, like a grown man, took a sip of the juice from the cup that Fengjiu raised.
Then his body stiffened, and without saying a word, he reached out to grab the cup, and drank the glass of juice in two or three gulps, still not feeling satisfied.
"You didn't add anything to the juice, did you? It's delicious, another one!"
As someone who specializes in investment and financial management, Jiang Shiyuan has never been short of money. What has she not eaten? She suddenly felt that those top-notch dishes were not as good as Fengjiu's simple glass of juice.
Damn it, she saw herself, a starving ghost.
"You have good taste. I actually added some good stuff to it. It will make you live a hundred years longer. Don't drink too much, or you'll feel full. You still have lunch to eat."
Jiang Shiyuan shrugged, then suddenly sat over and hugged Fengjiu: "You really scared me. You're a doctor, but how come your health is worse than ours?
Are you short of money? You must be exhausted from working so hard.
Here, there are several hundred million in this card. They are all your investment dividends. Use them first.
Fengjiu, we're not short of money, so please stop working so hard, okay?"
Fengjiu's coma was a huge blow to the others. They didn't dare to stay up late anymore. After all, there was no one to protect their health anymore.
“Don’t worry, it was an accident, it won’t happen again, you are the ones who need to take care of your health.
Are you having period pain again recently? I'll give you acupuncture first."
Fengjiu casually put the card away. This was her investment money, so there was no need to be polite.
Then he took out the gold needle, pushed Jiang Shiyuan down on the sofa, lifted her clothes, and inserted the needle into the acupuncture point on her lower abdomen.
The movement was so rough, fast and accurate that Jiang Shiyuan was completely convinced and soon let out a comfortable sigh.
"I want to know if you carry such a long needle with you at all times, won't you prick yourself?"
In the past, Fengjiu kept all her silver needles in a cabinet, and usually only carried one short one with her as a weapon for self-defense.
Now it's just like a needle. It feels like Fengjiu is not sleeping for no reason, but is practicing in seclusion.
"Practice makes perfect. My acupuncture skills are improving rapidly. Don't look at me. You can't learn it. Just count your money."
Everyone has their own expertise. Fengjiu cannot do Jiang Shiyuan's work, but it's good to have the money.
Not long after, the remaining four friends arrived.
Zheng Sangning, the fashion designer, directly brought two seasons of clothes to Fengjiu.
The famous star Li Chaoyan gave away several sets of limited edition jewelry, all of which were free products she received as a spokesperson.
Xu Zhiyi is a chemical engineer, and she had all sorts of top-notch cosmetics that she had given to Fengjiu before, but they had all been used up during her time in the two planes, and now was the perfect time to replenish them.
Chu Ange, an architectural designer, actually gave Fengjiu VIP memberships to various high-end entertainment venues.
"You're wasting my time. I rarely have time to go out and have fun." Fengjiu laughed dumbly.
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