House Management Chapter 138: Tianzi Racecourse

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The weather now is not as hot as the previous days. When I go to bed at night, I don't need Zhang Yu's help to apply cooling cream.

Lying on the bed, Yang Ying is tossing and turning.

At this moment, she still wears the bracelet Zhang Yu gave her in her hand. This bracelet is simply too much for her to take it off. But she knew that she would wear it for one night tonight, and she would definitely have to take it off tomorrow and wear a bracelet worth 1.3 million to go to work. This is too exaggerated.

Yang Ying looked at Zhang Yu, who was asleep under the bed, with mixed feelings in her heart.

It hasn't been a day or two since Zhang Yu has come to Zhenhai City, and he has never enjoyed a fortune living with her. First, I slept on the sofa. The sofa was a bit small, so I could only sleep on tiles. Later I was promoted to sleep on the floor. He seems to have treated Zhang Yu badly.

She can tell Zhang Yu to go to bed, but she can’t open her mouth.

This is not to say that Yang Ying didn't dare to share a bed with Zhang Yu. The two of them slept on a kang head since they were young, but she was afraid of harming Zhang Yu.

That's it for me anyway, a woman who has died of an old man can't let go of it. But Zhang Yu is different. He is still a young virgin. Even if nothing happens, they will have to get married in the future. The two are still family friends. She is still Zhang Yu's little aunt. All kinds of complicated circumstances make Yang Ying really unable to open her mouth.

Yang Ying can say with certainty that if Zhang Yu takes the initiative to go to bed and ask for her, she will not resist. But the point is, if she took the initiative to seduce Zhang Yu, then this is another matter. How will you meet people at home in the future? It's a trivial thing to be scolded by yourself, at best you won't go back, but what about your parents?

My father and Zhang Yu's grandfather are brothers, folks from the village, and there are so many things.

Yang Ying is not stupid either. She knows that Zhang Yu likes herself, and now she is particularly dependent on Zhang Yu. This kind of dependence is no longer an ordinary dependence. She couldn't let go of this man at all, she even wanted this man to die.

The more this happened, the more embarrassed she was and the more she couldn't sleep.

She was confused in her mind and didn't know what time it was before she fell asleep in a daze.

Early the next morning, the two went to work together again.

As usual, Zhang Yu only accepts feng shui decoration business and consults about the house, and all of them are given to other salesmen.

But the intermediary really doesn't have any good listings right now. There are several customers who book a house. Yang Ying wants to find a good house. She bought it herself and moved with Zhang Yu, but there is no such thing.

At best, some conditions are not so good, you can make do with a house, and you can choose.

At ten o'clock, a treasure donkey car stopped outside the agency's door, and a girl came down from here and rushed into the agency.

The glasses girl immediately stood up and said hello, "Welcome."

But the girl didn't pay attention to the glasses girl at all, walked straight to Zhang Yu, grabbed Zhang Yu, and eagerly shouted from the corner of her mouth: "Go, go, go..."

Zhang Yu frowned, so he looked at Yang Ying and said, "I will go out with Nie Qian."

Yang Ying naturally said nothing, nodded, and told: "Go home early."

She also knew that this was the granddaughter of Mr. Nie, and Zhang Yu was leaving with Nie Qian, and she was relieved.

Out of the intermediary, the two got on the Baolu, and the driver was Nie Qian's cousin Fang Tong. Fang Tong kicked the accelerator and the car drove out. Zhang Yu and Nie Qian sat in the back. He said puzzledly, "Where are we going?"

"Didn't I tell you yesterday, go to the emperor racetrack." Nie Qian said.

"Why are you going there?" Zhang Yu asked again.

"Just say you are my cousin's boyfriend." Nie Qian said solemnly.

"Huh?" Zhang Yu was taken aback, and quickly said: "It's not possible..."

"It's not true, just pretend to be!" Nie Qian said.

"But...this is something and pretending..." Zhang Yu said embarrassedly.

"Why don't you pretend to be, just once, not for long-term cooperation, you will leave after you finish." Nie Qian said.

"Really only once?" Zhang Yu asked.

"Just this time! Don't worry!" Fang Tong, who was driving ahead, called out before Nie Qian answered.

"That's okay..." Zhang Yu reluctantly nodded.

Nie Qian curled her lips and said, "Being my cousin’s boyfriend, you think you are at a disadvantage. Let me tell you that the famous Fangji private kitchen in our city is my cousin’s business. My uncle’s family has money. How many people dream of marrying my cousin, you think you have lost you."

"Then I don't want it either." Zhang Yu lowered his head and said.

"Cut!" Fang Tong, who was driving, didn't expect Zhang Yu to say such a sentence, and almost angered her.

Even if I am a little thinner, there is no meat where there should be meat, but I think I look pretty good. And the family conditions are quite good. Although the boyfriend was robbed this time, there are not a few people who want to pursue themselves.

It's fine now, it hurts self-esteem to be said by a kid from the country.

But she didn't know, but Zhang Yu was muttering in her heart, what's wrong with people in this city, why do you always like to find someone to impersonate her boyfriend?

When he was undercover, Pan Yun asked him to impersonate his boyfriend. During the blind date, Bao Jiayin also asked him to impersonate his boyfriend. This time I met another person, is it over?

When the car goes to the outskirts of the city, the racecourse is located at the edge of the city. After all, the low prices there are slightly cheaper, and the land is also large, unlike in the city.

At around 11:30, I finally came to the Tianzi Racecourse, and the car drove in directly and stopped in front of the stands.

Several cars have been parked in this place. The grades of the cars are almost the same. They are basically Mercedes-Benz, Baolu, Maserati and so on.

Zhang Yu doesn't have much idea about these cars. To be honest, he only knows the names of some good cars. For example, Baolu, Mercedes-Benz, Rolls Royce, Lincoln, etc. If you switch to cars with names like Maybach and Lamborghini, he has never heard of it.

The stand is very large, with four floors in total. The first floor belongs to the lobby. There is no one at present, only a few waiters. The three of them went up to the second floor. This is the restaurant, and the side by the window is the stand. At the moment in the center of the second floor, there are more than 20 people away. They are all young and well-dressed. They are rich people.

Fang Tong and Nie Qian walked over there, Zhang Yu hurriedly followed, and when they reached the middle tables, someone immediately said hello to Fang Tong, "Xiaotong, you are here." "Sister Tong."... …

Listening to the voices of these people, it is obvious that Fang Tong's face is better.

But soon, a disdainful voice rang, "Oh, isn't this Fang Tong?"

Fang Tong greeted everyone one by one, and finally looked at the person with a bad voice.

This girl, about the same age as Fang Tong, has a melon-seeded face, but has double chins, has clear eyebrows, and has ears with drop beads, which is slightly pointed. She is about 1.65 tall and wears a pair of high heels. She has a very big chest and a very big butt. She is obviously a soft girl.

Zhang Yu glanced at the girl, and couldn't help but secretly praised him. This is definitely the face of Wangfuyizi from Master.