Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

   After having a hastily lunch, Su Haitang breathed a sigh of relief and said back to the house, er, back to the army.

   Of course, Peng Man didn't come out to see off the guests. There was no movement in the bedroom, as if he had fallen asleep.

  Su Haitang shook her head.

  Every family has a hard-to-find business. The battalion commander's family is famous for their love. They are selected as the top five families every year, but the sister-in-law's illness is still a fly in the ointment.

   I hope the spring water can be good for my sister-in-law. Xu Congrong was still so young, he couldn't live without his mother.

  Su Haitang suddenly felt homesick and went back to the dormitory to write a letter to her home.

   "Who are you writing to?"

  Wang Keying put down the book in his hand and threw her a big white rabbit.

  Su Haitang raised her hand to catch it, and continued to write without raising her head.

   "Home."

  Wang Keying let out a long ooh and came over with a bunch of snacks.

   "Anything?"

  Su Haitang couldn't stand her probing energy, so she glanced at her and asked.

   "You write the letter first." Wang Keying fed a dried fig into her mouth and sat beside her intimately, but politely did not peek at the contents of the letter.

   "Let's talk." Su Haitang's mouth was soft.

  Wang Keying smiled, the familiar thin red rose again on her face, and whispered in her ear.

"I just wanted to ask you, where did you buy this vest, it's very good to wear. We're not doing business, it's boring to sell clothes hangers, how can you make money from selling clothes. You don't understand, selling clothes Most profitable."

  Su Haitang raised her eyebrows. Did this meet someone who was digging a foot in the face?

   "My family's business."

   Wang Keying got stuck and looked at her in amazement.

   "Your family, isn't farming?"

  Su Haitang understood her stunnedness and explained it kindly.

   "Yes, but my golden phoenix is ​​also out."

  Wang Keying was stunned by her sudden narcissism, her mouth was open stupidly, and she couldn't find a word for a long time.

  Su Haitang smiled, stretched out her hand and flicked her clean forehead.

   "It's my family's business, but I didn't say that you won't be allowed to share in the pie. But I'm going to say that this is just the most common style. I have designed a lot of series, and I'm not afraid of others following suit."

   "It's just that I have already talked to people about the sales of the imperial capital. If you really want to do it, why not give it to you as an agent in Guangdong Province. Would you consider taking a look?"

   "Agent? From Guangdong Province?" Wang Keying was confused for a moment, and a light flashed in his eyes. "You speak so loudly?"

  With Wang Keying's high IQ, the concept of agency is not difficult to understand.

   "I'll take you to visit the factory when I have time." Su Haitang smiled disapprovingly, picked up the pen and continued to write a letter from home.

   Wang Keying's eyes flashed with complexity, he bit a dried plum, and spoke again after a long while.

   "Aren't you afraid that I will steal your creativity? Do you really trust me?"

  Su Haitang didn't lift her eyelids, she tried to immerse herself in a warm and sensational atmosphere to write letters, making sure to make her mother feel the warmth of the little padded jacket in the three-nine days.

  Wang Keying watched her quietly for a while, then rolled her eyes suddenly, hugged her and kissed her.

   "What are you two doing!"

   Gao Min inadvertently turned his head, and was so frightened by this excessively intimate act that he let out a howl, attracting the rest of the roommates to watch strongly.

  Wang Keying smiled brightly, put his arms around the expressionless Su Haitang and kissed again, and announced triumphantly.

   "In the future, Su Haitang will be covered by me, do you have any opinions?"

  Su Haitang raised her eyebrows, and Wang Keying changed her tongue flatteringly.

   "I'll take care of you, boss."

  Su Haitang shook her head helplessly, pulled her arms apart, and concentrated on writing the letter.

  Chen Mingyue bit her lip lightly, her voice soft and coquettish.

   "Sister Yingying, why don't you join our chorus too. Your voice is so good, it's a waste of your talent if you don't sing."

  Wang Keying chewed on another black plum, and asked with a half-smile, "Since you know that my voice is good, you dare to invite me? Are you going to give up the lead singer position? Are you afraid that I will steal your limelight?"