Chapter 691： Scream again, Brother Qian, come and listen

"Then we will use it together." Tan Mo said with his face up in his arms.

"Okay." Wei Zhiqian pointed to the position next to his office desk, "What kind of table do you like? Then we will buy the same one and put them side by side. So as long as you turn your head, you can see you."

"Yeah!" Tan Mo thought for a while and said, "I will check it out online tonight."

Tan Mo felt a little discouraged at the thought of going home at night.

She also thought about sitting with her uncle and choosing between them.

"There is also a home. I only thought that this was where I would stay for one night after work, so I didn't tidy up." Wei Zhiqian said again.

Tan Moxin said, isn't this applauding to clean up?

The decoration here is of high quality.

"They were all brought directly by the house, but I was not satisfied with some of the layouts, and then handed over to the designer to change them. I just looked at the design drawings and the specific decoration. I did not follow up. I just waited for it to be completely cured. So he moved in directly." Wei Zhiqian explained.

"But the overall color tone is still changed according to my personal preference. You live in, this is our home. Just take advantage of this period of time, if you are unsatisfied, let's change it. Before you move in, The smell of formaldehyde is gone."

"I like the color of this decoration too." Tan Mo said, "No need to change it."

Wei Zhiqian raised his eyebrows, "But your bedroom is obviously pink."

"That was set up when I was a kid." Tanmo pursed his lips. "My parents arranged it before I was born. Although it was refurbished later, the overall tone has not changed. If it’s a big change, it’s troublesome. Besides, I’ve become accustomed to seeing it since I was a child, so I won’t change it anymore."

At that time, Tan Wenci and Xu Mingzhen wanted to have a daughter.

When it was just found out that it was a daughter, it made the two of them so happy.

I imagined that Tanmo's bedroom would be decorated in a princess style.

As a result, it has become a particularly dreamy and matte style.

Little Snow Lotus just came to the world and hadn't seen the world before. She was shocked by this style, and she also thought it was pretty.

No more changes.

Later, with the increase of age, each age group has a new favorite style.

Up to now, I quite like the cold wind in Wei Zhiqian's home.

"Okay." Wei Zhiqian laughed. "Then what decoration do you like, and then add one after another."

"What about the bedroom? Is there anything you want to change?" Wei Zhiqian knew that Tan Mo didn't want to make a big change, so he said, "It's not a big change, such as the tables, chairs, sofas, bedside tables, lamps and the like in the bedroom. There are also bedding."

In order to show his support for his family, as long as Tan Yue has something, Wei Zhiqian always buys Tan Yue products.

As a result, the small home furnishings in the family have to be contracted out.

However, Tan Yue's ability to become China's largest home furnishing brand does not rely solely on the help of the Wei family.

No matter how much help the Wei family gave, it was impossible to directly support Tan Yue to such an extent.

This level can be achieved not only by support.

If so, wouldn't the eight big families be able to support them at will and directly control all of China's economy?

In addition to the help of the Wei family, Tan Yueneng is more important than talking about his own hard power.

The Wei family only gave Tan more resources.

As for those network resources, the ability to cooperate with Tanmo depends on Tanyue's own strength in the end.

Tanyue's products are really good.

Both the quality and the design are very good.

While talking, Wei Zhiqian pulled Tanmo into the bedroom.

Tan Mo looked around, but there was nothing he wanted to change. "It's pretty good. I like the colors and design very much, and even the style of the bedding."

Tan Mo and Wei Zhiqian's aesthetics are still very similar.

"Anyway, I will live here in the future, and gradually there will be more things here. Before I know it, there will be many small decorations that I like."

Wei Zhiqian couldn't help but see the scene described by Tan Mo.

Tan Mo stayed here for a long time, and more and more Tan Mo things appeared at home.

It's not just about the daily necessities of ink.

And the gadgets and ornaments she likes casually.

Every corner of the home has Tanmo's preferences and furnishings.

"Yes." Wei Zhiqian nodded.

"Uncle." Tan Mo called out.

I didn't know what to say. Before finishing speaking, Wei Zhiqian just yelled, and Wei Zhiqian circled Tan Mo's waist and held her in his arms.

Wei Zhiqian lowered his head and asked Tanmo: "When you were in the old house, you still had a mouthful of Brother Zhiqian, why did you change it back again?"

"Isn't that to stop the mouth of Wei Keri and his family?" Tan Mo's face turned red, "I still think it's easier to call my uncle."

"Brother Zhiqian come and listen again." Wei Zhiqian said.

Seeing Tanmo looking up, Wei Zhiqian said, "Although it's good to hear you call my uncle, but after all I have heard you call him for so many years, and Zhi Qian hasn't heard you call him a few times."

"How many times do you call me again?" Wei Zhiqian lowered his head when Tan Mo didn't answer, and even acted like a spoilt at Tan Mo.

"Let me listen to the call." Wei Zhiqian stretched his voice, and even twisted at Tanmo twice, and said coquettishly, "You finally called me Brother Zhiqian, but it was made for others to hear. Did not call me directly."

Tan Moxin said that she was in the old house, although she mentioned Wei Zhiqian when she was talking to Wei Keri and Li Xiangrong, calling out "Brother Zhiqian."

Although not specifically to Wei Zhiqian.

But isn't Wei Zhiqian also present?

Right beside her, I heard it too.

Haven't you heard enough?

But looking at Wei Zhiqian's act of acting like a baby, Tan Mo felt softened.

It's strange to say.

Wei Zhiqian is a big man with a clean and steady appearance.

If only let Tan Mo imagine for herself, she would never have thought of Wei Zhiqian acting like a baby.

But now, looking at Wei Zhiqian's act of acting like a baby, it's not at all peaceful.

It is obviously different from his temperament, but there is nothing that makes people look at it.

Tan Mo was softened by his coquetry.

Anyway, the old house has been called this several times.

It's much easier to speak out than before.

When I was with Wei Zhiqian before, Tan Mo couldn't really be called out.

However, looking at Wei Zhiqian's ardent gaze at this moment.

At this time, there were only two people, she and Wei Zhiqian, and Tan Mo found that it seemed to be more difficult to export than in the old house.

Tan Mo's cheeks were scalded by Wei Zhiqian's gaze, and the glowing red gradually became richer.

Her mouth moved, and she whispered: "Brother Zhi Qian."

From the little uncle who had been called for nearly thirteen years, he became the brother Zhiqian.

The relationship between the two was completely transformed, as if there was no trace of the past relationship.