It's very light, like a kind of orchid.

The warmth in his heart was even more intense than the evening sunset. He looked at Qiao Ansheng with restraint, almost reluctant to blink, and a faint response from his lips: "Yes."

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

Qin Yanchen stared at her side face and the side of her slid down, with a little dry mouth. He held back for a moment, sat beside her, lowered his head and glanced at the document at her hand casually: "What are you looking at?"

She honestly put the things spread out on the bed in front of him.

"For the investment statement for this quarter, I have been lying in bed for so long, and I will almost become a rice worm if I don't work. Look, how many pounds have I gained..."

She said, stretching out her two lotus-colored arms and showing Qin Yanchen the almost non-existent "fat".

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

Qiao Ansheng saw that everyone was by her side, and she didn't want to lie on the hard bed, so she got up and fell into his arms again: "By the way, you came just right, I didn't understand a place, please help me see."

She pointed at her fingertips to the number somewhere on the file.

Qin Yanchen leaned over, gently stroked her back with his hands, and looked at a few lines casually above the number: "Well, what's wrong with the shareholders' equity to debt ratio?"

Qiao Ansheng moved his body and pressed the man's hand against her waist, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

The man's chest was a little warm and his hands were not honest. Qiao Ansheng teased him so much that he felt hot after a while. He glared at him, pushed his hand away, and slipped out of his arms.

"Why is this amount so large?"

Qin Yanchen did not let her resist at all, so he pressed her waist strongly and took the person back.

Qiao Ansheng had no choice but to let him do it.

Qin Yanchen said "Yeah" in a daze.

He got very close to him and put his back on him. The heat he brought when he spoke was almost about to hit Qiao Ansheng's face.

Qiao Ansheng was itchy and kept hudging to the side. The report was almost wrinkled by her. She pursed her lips and smiled, humming and holding his hand: "Don't make a fuss, it's so itchy, I still have to work. Explain it to me quickly. Is there any error in this amount?"

A strange light gradually condensed in Qin Yanchen's dark eyes, and he sniffed the cartilage on Qiao Ansheng's ear.

The fresh fragrance evaporated like poison in his blood, bringing uncontrollable throbbing. Under this throbbing, his voice became a little dumb: "No."

In front of Qin Yanchen was Qiao Ansheng's moist and white skin. His Adam's apple was scrambled and he added for a long time: "Isn't it good?"

Qiao Ansheng didn't notice his abnormality. She pinched her hand on her chin, shook her head left and right, avoiding the man's touch, and took a look at the report spread on her knees.

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

The larger the shareholders' equity to debt ratio, the greater the value, it means that the public has sufficient capital to ensure the repayment of debts.

The ratio of the Qin family's number has far exceeded the general range. In other words, the Qin family's funds are now quite sufficient. How sufficient is it?

Qiao Ansheng raised his head slightly and carefully calculated the strings of numbers and profits in his heart.

This level is approximately equivalent to the interest rate per month, which is enough to support the four major banks in the world.

Since Qiao Ansheng began to come into contact with Qin's assets, he has intentionally or unintentionally realized that the empire established by Qin Yanchen is far larger than she imagined.

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

Sometimes Qiao Ansheng looks at those countless zeros and feels a little numb. Thinking about Qin Yanchen, this man's value is probably 10 billion now.

No, tens of billions are more than one hundred, look at these strong assets.

Facing those numbers, Qiao Ansheng once felt that this man should be more than the richest man in Nan'an now, and he is probably the best in the country.

"If I had the value of you, I wouldn't have worked as hard as you. I still went to work every day. I would have to make money at home!"

The man really made her feel uncomfortable. Qiao Ansheng turned over, stretched out and kicked his hand away, but chose to turn it onto the bed.

She lay flat on the bed, raised the report, glanced at the man next to her with a plain expression, and sighed: "Isn't it okay to enjoy life well? Can we lie at home and count the money together? Boss..."

She looked at Qin Yanchen in the aftermath, and her smile was full of cramps.

There were no outsiders at this time, so Qiao Ansheng was very lazy and relaxed.

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

Maybe I couldn't see any light, my whole foot was white and small, and each nail was pink like a shell, shaking and shaking, looking so cute that it was foul.

Qin Yanchen pulled her trousers down.

Qiao Ansheng stared at Qin Yanchen, as if she was hiding the Galaxy. She suddenly sat up from the bed, rolled her hand into a fist, and reached in front of Qin Yanchen: "Big Boss, can I interview you?"

Qin Yanchen raised his eyes, looked at her excited appearance, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and nodded as she moved.

Qiao Ansheng then cleared his throat seriously and said seriously: "May I ask, do you have any dreams to make money so hard? What wakes up to the boss every day is not the alarm clock, but the dream, right?"

There was a smile in Qin Yanchen's eyes.

"To keep you lying down at home to count money."

The wind outside sounded, and all the sounds of the transparent glass were hit through the window screen.

"ah……"

Qiao Ansheng's answer to this is reasonable and unexpected.

She was stunned for a few seconds and said "tsk", thinking that Qin Yanchen could express some bold ambitions, but she didn't expect that it was this one.

Qin Yanchen looked at her, and his eyes were filled with gentleness that could drown.

Qiao Ansheng blinked his eyes, the dimples on his face did not say anything, but just took back his hand and turned to pinch Qin Yanchen's hand.

The man's hand was just applied with hand cream, which had the fragrance of hand cream.

She covered the man's hand on her face.

I don’t know if it was because Qin Yanchen’s palm was too wide or Qiao Ansheng’s face was too small, but this hand covered her almost covered her face.

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Chapter completed!