Her long, slender fingers tugged at a tassel, idly pulling at it. On a day like this, eating a cool, refreshing lychee is the most delightful thing.
A couple of days ago I wanted to eat fruit, and the housekeeper shipped all kinds of fruit from all over the country, oh, I mean all over the world.
Of course, there are Hejiang lychees; Hejiang lychees are the very lychees that Emperor Xuanzong of Tang sent by express courier, covering eight hundred li, to bring lychees to Yang Guifei.
It's delicious, but Shen Bei'an is too lazy to peel it.
It's not appropriate to let the housekeeper or Aunt Wang peel it.
The only person who could peel lychees for him was so busy he barely had time to breathe.
"Fifth Master, are you just asking for trouble?" Who would want to try something like this?
Shen Beian snapped out of his reverie about the lychees. "Just kidding. By the way, want some lychees? How about I make you some lychee-flavored lychee?"
Gu Nanyan doesn't wear perfume, but Shen Bei'an usually wears some before going out, and occasionally she'll spray some on Gu Nanyan on a whim.
Although Shen Beian is not good at finance, he is somewhat skilled in other areas.
Both incense making and perfume blending are examples.
There's also a perfumery here, which is in no way inferior to those of world-renowned perfumers.
All of them are the world's finest spices.
"Beibei, I'm so clumsy with my hands, it's really tough." Fu Mutian pouted; she was the type who would watch a video and then...
Brain: Hmm, easy, I got it.
Eyes: Yes, it's very simple, I've got it.
Hand: What are you talking about? What can you do?
Sheng Jingchen had even less interest in this. "Sir, all we know how to do is eat. You can handle the perfume making and stuff." Many of their perfumes were blended by Shen Beian himself.
Of the four "F4" in Beijing, Sheng Jingchen and Fu Mutian both have jobs, the other one is still in university, and only Shen Beian has nothing to do.
Because of my wide range of interests, I occasionally post videos and do live streams, and there are all sorts of things to do.
Just for fun, I wanted to see their comments.
The Gu Group already had a live streaming company, which is quite popular now. After learning about Shen Bei'an's interest, Gu Nan'an even found Shen Bei'an a top agent.
Just tell the agent to ignore him; he can do whatever he wants.
The agent knew he was the husband of the head office's big boss, so how could he say no?
Therefore, Shen Bei'an is definitely the most carefree anchor.
"Okay, I'll have Uncle Chen bring over some lychees." He was too lazy to peel them himself, but he could have Gu Nanyan peel some.
"Are you two having lunch here today, or do you have another appointment?"
Sheng Jingchen said, "I made an appointment with a beautiful woman." He didn't say her name, implying it was just for fun.
The two didn't ask any further questions; they were just used to it.
Fu Mutian shook her head, "You should go keep the eldest son company at noon today. I have a gathering at noon, and I'll probably be drinking until evening."
"Okay." Knowing what kind of people his two friends were, Shen Beian didn't invite them again.
At noon, Shen Beian finally decided to drive the car himself and randomly picked a key from the garage.
Gu Nanyan loves cars far more than Shen Bei'an.
When they were young and reckless, they dared to race cars even before they were adults, which seems to be similar to the female protagonist in the original story.
So the garage is full of them, and most of them have been modified by Gu Nanyan, with excellent performance.
Bugatti Veyron.
Shen Beian raised an eyebrow. If he remembered correctly, there should only be three of these models in the whole world.
I took out my phone for navigation and placed the lunchbox on the passenger seat.
He had never been to the Gu Group.
Wow, it really is the city center, and the tallest one, right?
Sure enough, as he entered the hall, a tall and capable woman in a dark suit was waiting for him.
"Sir." He greeted him as soon as he saw him. "The president asked me to accompany you upstairs."
People coming and going in the hall only glanced at Shen Bei'an, such a beautiful woman, before looking away.
Shen Bei'an nodded, and Meng Zhaojun reached out and took the lunchbox. "No need, I can carry it myself."
It would be fine if Gu Nanyan or one of his three friends took it, but it would feel a little awkward to let Meng Zhaojun take it.
Meng Zhaojun didn't say anything.
He accompanied Shen Beian into the president's private staircase.
He remained silent.
Shen Bei'an suspected that all of Gu Nan'an's subordinates were like this, willing to pay a thousand pieces of gold for a single word.
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