Chapter 733： decathlon

Chapter 733 Decathlon

It is a rare leisure time to accompany the children to drink afternoon tea, before eating a few cakes made by themselves, Yang Laner was summoned by Xiao Jiu to the study.

"What's the matter with looking for me in such a hurry?"

Yang Lan'er was still reminiscing about the sweet Q bomb of the pear cake. As soon as she entered the study, she sat wearily behind the desk, staring at Xiao Jiu and asking, her tone was inevitably a little emotional.

Xiao Jiu didn't care, stepped forward and bowed, and informed her of the follow-up development of the situation: "Master Mu has promised to supply food from tomorrow in the middle of the afternoon, and the sales will be limited to a limited number of people."

is smart, knowing how to learn from others. If this master Mu is placed in later generations, he must be a plagiarism king!

"Oh, that's it?" Yang Lan'er glanced at Xiao Jiu and nodded, and said lightly, "I see."

understood?

Xiao Jiu raised her head in surprise and glanced at the lady sitting in the armchair behind the desk. Is this gone? What about the next plan?

Li Chun, who was waiting on the side, was also a little surprised. Seeing Xiao Jiu's hesitant expression, she asked the question in his heart: "Ma'am, we don't need to strike while the iron is hot, so that Mrs. Mu can learn a lesson." ?”

Madam didn’t teach them before, didn’t you take advantage of his illness to kill him when dealing with the enemy?

Is this a chance for Liu Mu to catch his breath?

"Hmm, no need." Yang Lan'er didn't raise her head.

She flipped through the recently written business plan. Spring is approaching, and the snow and ice outside are almost melting. It is time to start her own business blueprint. It is time to end the cat winter days of the people below and let them take action.

Lichun and Xiaojiu looked at each other, and looked at each other. Was the wife's method too gentle when dealing with her deadly enemy?

However, what the two of them think is not important, what is important is how the wife tells them to do things, other things are not what they should consider as subordinates!

Xiao Jiu just thought that since he had nothing to say, he would leave first, and just as soon as he raised his leg

"Xiao Jiu wait a minute"

"Ma'am, what else do you want?" Xiao Jiu stopped and asked respectfully.

Yang Lan'er looked up at Xiao Jiu, and asked nonchalantly, "Xiao Jiu, are your facial muscles frozen due to staying at the border all year round?"

Xiao Jiu: "."

He raised his hand and touched his face, with a puzzled look on his face, Xiao Jiu rubbed it vigorously again, it wasn't stiff, his face was fine, "It's not stiff, the temperature on his face is just right, neither hot nor cold." Thirty-seven degrees five!

Yang Lan'er looked at his ice cube face and couldn't help laughing. Forget it, Gu Dong doesn't understand humor when playing the piano with a cow.

She sat up straight and coughed a few times, then asked solemnly: "The northern city of Pengcheng is not far from the northern city wall. I remember that there seems to be an uninhabited area, isn't it?"

Xiao Jiu was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that his wife didn't usually go shopping, and even if she went shopping, she wouldn't go to the barren north city wall, and she knew that area.

"Yes, and the area is not small."

"Really?" Yang Lan'er was happy, and hurriedly asked Xiao Jiu to go to the accountant to pay the money, "You can buy this piece of land when you have time these few days."

Xiao Jiu responded blankly and withdrew.

Yang Lan'er stared at Xiao Jiu's straight back, tsk-tsk in her heart, when Tan Anjun threw Xiao Jiu to her, he was running for the personal guards.

Look at this moment, Xiao Jiu is almost a decathlon. He takes the moon silver of the guard, but what he does is as the saying goes: I am a brick of the revolution, and I can move it wherever I need it.

Judging from the current situation, Yang Lan'er feels that she is a bit like Zhou Paipi, what should I do?

Do you want to give our poor little Jiu a little more salary?

(end of this chapter)