The next morning, a ray of sunlight crossed the window eaves and fell on the tip of Jiang Chen's nose.
With his brows twitching, Jiang Chen opened his hazy eyes. Almost at the same time, a feeling of soreness surged up from the back of his head.
Drunk again
After taking a shower yesterday, Sun Jiao drank a lot of wine with him. As for what she did after getting him drunk? Hehe, you don’t need to think about it.
Taking a deep breath of the morning air, Jiang Chen was confused and wanted to reach out and rub his sore facial muscles. But at this time, he found that his right hand seemed to be entangled with something soft. Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, then moved his left hand again, only to find that the same was true for his left hand.
Now, no matter how slow Jiang Chen was, he realized that something was wrong with the situation
Waking up from his daze, he tilted his head and immediately understood what was happening to him at the moment.
"Why don't you get up so early." A lazy voice rang in her ears. Sun Jiao, who was meticulous, did not let go of her arms holding Jiang Chen, but adjusted her sleeping position like a well-fed cat. .
The beauty of last night can be seen from the water stains on the messy sheets and quilts, as well as the pillows flying to the floor.
But that's not the problem.
The problem is that there appear to be more than just two cats.
Jiang Chen twisted his stiff neck and looked at Keren, who was lying on his left side.
"Good morning, brother-in-law." Sun ※■,... Xiaorou greeted with a smile.
This must be a dream.
Jiang Chen muttered something silently and closed his eyes again
However, it turned out that this was not a dream.
Although because of the alcohol, the memory of last night was somewhat fragmented in Jiang Chen's mind. But I slept until noon. He still recalled what happened last night. First they were "holding hands" with Sun Jiao, but then inexplicably it became three people "holding hands".
Wrap the cup against your chest. Sun Jiao confessed to Jiang Chen the whole story of what happened last night. Sun Xiaorou also knelt down beside the bed and confessed her truest feelings.
turn out to be. A few days ago, when she was helping Sun Xiaorou take a bath, Xiaorou confided in her. After hearing her sister's inner thoughts, although she was a little hesitant, she still expressed her understanding of her feelings.
At this moment, the questions that had been bothering Sun Jiao came to mind again. Jiang Chen has never eaten Yao Yao, and she is worried about whether she can keep him here with her own words alone. Having seen the world over there through the fourth-dimensional transmitter, she knew very well that in her opinion, let alone the marshal of the NAc, he was the emperor of the entire wasteland. I'm afraid it's not as good as the civilians living in that world.
Then she thought of her sister and what her sister had confided in her that day.
Although it may be despicable to do so, she really really hopes that he can stay here, at least one day he will not suddenly disappear.
To this end, she planned to give him something more that was difficult to part with.
Anyway, this is Xiaorou’s idea, isn’t it? She comforted herself in this way, and then she took Xiaorou on her own initiative last night.
Lying on the bed, Xiaorou looked into Jiang Chen's eyes and asked a little aggrievedly.
"do you hate me?"
"I don't hate it, but" Jiang Chen smiled bitterly.
"Just don't hate it." Like the weather in May. A bright smile instantly bloomed on Xiaorou's face.
Captured by this dazzling smile, Jiang Chen stared blankly at her as the sheets slipped from her body.
At this time, Sun Jiao hugged Jiang Chen from behind and said with a hint of jealousy.
"You have to thank me. Besides, I am the staple food."
"Ah I"
Due to the excessive stimulation, Jiang Chen's brain was a little confused. For a moment, I forgot my words.
"That's right, sister is the staple food."
Xiaorou chuckled. She gave him a quick peck on the lips.
Jiang Chen felt like something in his chest was broken.
Well, that thing seems to be called moral integrity
In spring, the nights are short and the days are high. From then on, the king did not go to court early. Although this poem was used to describe Yang Guifei, Jiang Chen always felt that it seemed to fit the situation when it was applied to him.
The fatigue of the past few days was gone. Jiang Chen walked into the community center refreshed and sat down at his desk gracefully. Han Junhua, who was standing in front of the office window, saw Jiang Chen coming and walked over with arms crossed.
Without asking why Jiang Chen didn't come in the morning, she skillfully took out two document bags from the table and placed them in the center of the desk.
"This morning, the Minister of Administration, Lu Huasheng, sent three conceptual drawings of the Marshal's Mansion project."
Jiang Chen opened the briefcase that Han Junhua pointed to and took out a document and three graphene cards. What was projected on the graphene card was the 3D view model. The three marshal's mansions looked different, and he couldn't tell which one was better.
"What's your opinion?" Jiang Chen asked after placing three cards on the table.
"I have no objection to the appearance, but it is best to be as strong as possible. Under any circumstances, the headquarters is the focus of attention of enemy units." Han Junhua said.
Jiang Chen glanced at the document, thought for a moment and then wrote Han Junhua's suggestion in the suggestion column.
"Okay, let's take this one." He picked the card that looked most pleasing to his eyes and stuffed it back into the briefcase along with the document. As for the two unsuccessful cards, he threw them into the trash bag.
Then, Jiang Chen reached for another briefcase.
Pulling open the button, there is a small pile of documents inside.
"Wang Qing, the director of the Logistics Department, also came here this morning and submitted a colonial expansion proposal to you. The specific content is that the Shenxiang Town Colony is preparing to expand towards Dianshan Lake. It is expected that 15,000 acres of land will be reclaimed to plant Kawasaki Kamu tree and mutant fruit. She asked me to convey to you that if this proposal can be launched, we will become the largest supplier of Kamu resin and mutant fruit in the Sixth District." Han Junhua relayed.
"15,000 acres? I see it has expanded to the side of Dianshan Lake. There will be a war with mutants in the autumn. Is it okay to reclaim wasteland on the front line?" Jiang Chen pulled out a map from the file and frowned at the red box. Enclosed wasteland.
"There is no problem strategically. We are the offensive side, and the focus of the battlefield is mainly in Jia City. If nothing happens, the mutants will never have a chance to touch Shenxiang Town. As for the economy, that is not my area of expertise. I won’t die anymore.” Han Junhua replied briefly.
"I'm not good at it either, but since the strategy is correct, I believe in my talents." Jiang Chen smiled and then signed the agreement.
Kamm resin is the main raw material for the production of plastics in the wasteland. It is indispensable for everything from mechanical exoskeletons to rifles.
Han Junhua watched silently as Jiang Chen stuffed the signed documents back into his briefcase.
"Are you ready to get off work?" Han Junhua asked when Jiang Chen stood up to leave.
"I have to go see Du Yongkang for something. If Lu Huasheng and Wang Qing come, please give these two briefcases to them for me." Stopping at the door, Jiang Chen turned around and ordered.
"Okay." Han Junhua crossed his arms and nodded.
"Thank you then." Jiang Chen said with a smile.
Han Junhua was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.
"You are Welcome."(.)
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