Chapter 404

Very light, like the smell of orchids.

The warmth in his heart was more warm than the sunset in the evening. He looked at Qiao Ansheng with restraint. He was almost reluctant to blink, and his lips should say, "well."

Qiao Ansheng let go of his hand and Wen Chong lay on the bed again. He had two thin white legs without a quilt. He shook leisurely and continued to look down at the documents in front of him.

Qin Yanchen stared at her side face and the sliding side of her hair. He was thirsty. He endured it for a while, sat next to her, lowered his head and glanced at the document at her hand: "what are you looking at?"

She was very honest and put the things spread out on the bed in front of him.

"In this quarter's investment statement, I've been lying in bed for so long that I'm almost a rice bug if I don't work. Look, how many kilograms have I gained..."

She said, stretching out her two lotus colored arms and showing Qin Yanchen that there was almost no "fat".

Qin Yanchen pinched her wrist, tightened her cuffs again, stuffed her arms into the quilt, shook her head, and said honestly, "not fat."

Qiao Ansheng saw that everyone was beside her. She didn't want to lie on the hard bed board. She got up and nestled in his arms: "by the way, you came at the right time. I didn't see a place. Please help me."

She pointed to a number on the document.

Qin Yanchen leaned over and gently stroked her back. He looked at the top of the number and looked at a few lines: "well, the ratio of shareholders' equity to liabilities, what's the matter?"

Qiao Ansheng moved and the man's hand pressed on her waist, which made her very uncomfortable.

The temperature of the man's chest was a little high and his hands were dishonest. Qiao Ansheng felt hot after provoking him for a while. He stared at him, pushed his hands away, and slipped out of his arms again.

"Why is this amount so large?"

Qin Yanchen didn't let her resist at all. The strong one pressed on her waist and brought people back.

Qiao Ansheng had no choice but to be at his mercy.

Qin Yanchen gave a vague "um".

He came very close and put his back on it. When he spoke, the heat almost rushed to Qiao Ansheng's face.

Qiao Ansheng was itchy and kept shrinking to the side. The statements were about to be wrinkled by her. She smiled and hummed and pressed his hand: "don't make trouble, it's itchy. I have to work. Please explain to me. Is there any error in this amount?"

Qin Yanchen's black eyes gradually condensed a strange light. He smelled the cartilage on Qiao Ansheng's ear.

The fresh aroma, like poison, volatilized in his blood and brought uncontrollable throbbing. Under this throbbing, his voice became a little dumb: "No."

In front of Qin Yanchen was Qiao Ansheng's milk white skin. His Adam's apple was moving. For a long time, he added, "is it bad?"

Qiao Ansheng didn't notice his abnormality. She put her hands on her chin, shook her head left and right, avoided the touch of men, and looked at the report spread on her knees.

"No, it's just that this amount is too much larger than the normal value?"

The larger the ratio of shareholders' equity to liabilities, it indicates that the public has enough capital to ensure the repayment of debts.

The ratio of Qin's number has far exceeded the general range, that is to say, Qin's funds are now quite sufficient. To what extent?

Qiao Ansheng raised his head slightly and carefully calculated the series of figures and profits in his heart.

This degree is about equivalent to that each moonlight depends on interest, which is enough to feed the four major banks in the world.

Since Qiao Ansheng came into contact with Qin's assets, he consciously or unconsciously realized that the Empire established by Qin Yanchen was much larger than she imagined.

But it can be seen from the huge daily income and expenditure distribution.

Qiao Ansheng sometimes looks at those countless zeros and is numb. Think about Qin Yanchen, the value of this man is estimated to be 10 billion now.

No, more than 10 billion. Look at this strong asset.

Facing those figures, Qiao Ansheng once thought that this man should not only be the richest man in Nan'an, but also be second to none in the country.

"If I had your worth, I wouldn't work as hard as you and work every day. I'd lie at home and make money!"

The man really made her uncomfortable. Qiao Ansheng turned over, stretched out his foot and kicked away his hand, or chose to turn over to bed.

She lay flat, raised the report on the bed, glanced sideways at the man with a dull expression next to her, and sighed: "can't you enjoy life well? Shall we lie at home and count the money together? Big man... "

She looked at Qin Yanchen with a smile.

There is no outsider at this time, so Qiao Ansheng is very lazy and relaxed.

She crossed her legs, her trousers were very loose, and her thin ankles were very thin.

Xu has not seen any light all the time. The whole foot surface is very white and small. Each nail is pink like a shell. It is shaking and shaking. It looks cute and foul.

Qin Yanchen pulled down her trouser legs.

Qiao Ansheng stared at Qin Yanchen, as if she were hiding a pair of eyes of Xinghe. She suddenly sat up from the bed, rolled her hands into fists, and stretched out in front of Qin Yanchen: "boss, can I interview you?"

Qin Yanchen raised his eyes, looked at her cheerful appearance, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and nodded with her movements.

Qiao Ansheng solemnly cleared his throat and said, "excuse me, do you have any dream of making money so hard? It's not the alarm clock that wakes the boss every day, but the dream, right? "

Qin Yanchen has a smile in his eyes.

"In order to make you lie at home and count money."

The wind outside made a loud noise and hit the transparent glass through the window screen.

"Ah..."

Qiao Ansheng was right. The answer was reasonable and unexpected.

She was stunned for a few seconds. "Tut" said. She thought Qin Yanchen could say something bold and ambitious, but she didn't think it was this.

Qin Yanchen looked at her, a pair of eyes are gentle that can drown people.

Qiao Ansheng blinked his eyes. The dimple on his face didn't speak. He just took back his hand and turned to pinch Qin Yanchen's hand.

The man's hand has just been smeared with hand cream by her, which has the fragrance of hand cream.

She put the man's hand over her face.

I don't know whether Qin Yanchen's palm is too broad, or Qiao Ansheng's face is too small. This hand covers her face almost.