Cheng Huan's brain almost froze after being manipulated by him, and when he recovered, he was already upstairs.
Compared with downstairs, Jiang Mingyuan has fewer rooms here, which corresponds to a larger area of each room. Even the toy room prepared for the stars has nearly forty square meters.
Many toys have been prepared in the toy room, all of which look like stars have never seen before. The little guy couldn't walk when he saw these, so he had to stay and play, so only Jiang Mingyuan and Cheng Huan were left for the following visits. Individual participation.
The apartments on the third floor are connected by stairs, each floor has no more than two or three rooms. Jiang Mingyuan took the key and handed it to her for each room he introduced. He walked all the way to the top floor, ignoring the rooms at the top of the stairs. He walked for a while, starting the introduction from the right.
"This is a gym. There are all the equipment you need. You can come and try it if you have time. This room is a study room, which is usually used a lot." He pushed open the door of the study room and let Cheng Huan go in for a visit.
Like other rooms, the size of the study is not small. The walls on three sides are turned into book walls, filled with various books and labeled for classification. Unlike Cheng Huan’s imagination, there are no books about economics here. Not many, but there are quite a few books on humanities and social sciences, and even many novels, in Chinese or original texts, which are neatly stacked.
"Do you still read these books?" Cheng Huan walked to the book wall on the right, pointed to the pile of novels and asked in surprise. These novels are not classics, but the most common online novels, which are the favorites of elementary and middle school students. .
"..."
"I'm busy, so I don't have much time to read." Jiang Mingyuan coughed lightly, then turned to explain to himself: "These are prepared by the assistant."
Probably because he thought it was a bit silly to have a big study room at home with many books but not to read them, so Jiang Mingyuan added after saying this: "There are a lot of other things to read besides this part."
He walked towards one of the walls and said to Cheng Huan: "I have read most of these books. If you are interested, I can recommend them to you. Some of them are well written."
Most of the books he pointed to were economic and political books, which fit his temperament best in this room. However, Cheng Huan had no interest in these things, and even looked at the name, so he shook his head and refused without hesitation: "Forget it, I don't really like watching these."
"Okay." Jiang Mingyuan nodded, and said to her: "You can't believe everything in the book, it still depends on your experience. In the future, if you need it, just ask me directly."
Cheng Huan couldn't understand: "What do you ask?"
As soon as she opened a restaurant as a self-employed person, she shouldn't need to use these complex knowledge that sounds tall...
"Managing a chain restaurant is not much different from managing a company. I should be able to provide some experience if I need it in the future." Jiang Mingyuan said it as it should be, as if opening a chain restaurant is a particularly simple matter.
Cheng Huan has never thought about this. Before that, her business planning was just how to come up with new dishes, how to do activities to attract customers, etc. She wanted to gain fame and find a prosperous location to open one or two. Branch only.
"I, I shouldn't be able to." She was a little uncertain. The chain restaurants in her memory were mainly fast food, and it was inconvenient for her to do this.
Jiang Mingyuan was surprised: "Why do you think you can't do it?"
"My...it's neither convenient nor special." She frowned and said, "It's not easy to become famous, so there shouldn't be too many people joining, and even if I join, I can't guarantee that the taste is the same as mine. , if it doesn’t taste good, won’t the signboard be smashed then?”
"What about direct sales?"
"Direct sales... I have no money."
Jiang Mingyuan paused, and said, "Take your time, don't worry."
Cheng Huan was relieved that he didn't say that he had money to lend her. She smiled and walked over: "Go and see other rooms."
Jiang Mingyuan: "...OK."
There are three rooms on the top floor, a gym, a study room, and a room near the stairs. Cheng Huan was a little confused by what Jiang Mingyuan said. When he walked to the door, he suddenly realized that he had forgotten something.
The house Jiang Mingyuan lives in has three floors, and he has visited all the other rooms. Except for one guest room, there are no other bedrooms. The nature of this room cannot be more obvious!
Cheng Huan secretly scolded the pig's brain, and was too busy changing the subject to forget about it!
Sure enough, standing outside the door, Jiang Mingyuan paused, and said with some embarrassment: "I can't give you the key for this room for the time being."
"It's okay." Cheng Huan breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly waved his hands: "Then let's go back..."
"You can see it if you want."
"No, no, let's go back." Cheng Huan smiled awkwardly: "I don't feel at ease with Xingxing down here alone."
"Alright." Jiang Mingyuan nodded: "Then go down."
Although he was making excuses, Cheng Huan was really worried about Xing Xing, fearing that something might happen to him alone, so he pretended to be something, Cheng Huan went downstairs in a hurry, and when he got down to see, Xing Xing was still in his ocean of toys. He Xi.
Cheng Huan was relieved to be sure that nothing happened to her. She handed over the stars to Jiang Mingyuan and asked to go back, saying that the house had not been cleaned up yet.
"Do you need my help?"
"No, there are only clothes left, and you can't help." As Cheng Huan said, he remembered that there was still a set of Jiang Mingyuan's change of clothes in the suitcase: "I'll bring you those clothes later." , you don’t need it anyway.”
Jiang Mingyuan paused for a moment, nodded and said yes.
Tidying clothes is actually a very time-consuming job. After everything is done, it will be dark, the room is dim, and the stars are not at home. The house was empty and silent, and Cheng Huan nestled on the sofa with his hands in his pockets, feeling a rare taste of loneliness.
Since time travel, she has been focusing on making money and stars, and now she doesn't need to think about both. It's quite comfortable to just relax like this, and she wants to continue to be decadent like this.
However, in fact, this is impossible. She was born to work hard, and after a while, she thought about making a living again. Even if she told herself that Jiang Mingyuan would not let the child go hungry, she couldn't suppress this idea.
Cheng Huan sighed, got up and took his hands out of his pockets, and walked to the refrigerator to see what he was going to do.
The refrigerator was full of many things. Jiang Mingyuan said that it was purchased by the property. There is a group of owners in this apartment. Residents can tell the property what they need, and someone will deliver fresh things the next day.
Cheng Huan had never lived in such a high-end house, and he sounded amazed, but after hearing about the property fees and rent here, he took all his amazement back.
The fee is so expensive, it can't be justified if the service is not better.
Most of the things in the refrigerator are dry goods or grains, plus milk and fruits, no vegetables, and no meat.
Cheng Huan took a box of milk and pulled out a bag of oatmeal from it. He considered whether to use milk to make oatmeal, or use walnuts to cook millet porridge
She was quite entangled, thinking that both were feasible, but before she could make up her mind, there was a knock on the door.
For the sake of safety, although the elevator card has confirmed the authority, the location of the entrance elevator is actually outside the entrance, separated from the room by a door, and the owner's consent is still required to enter and exit the door.
On the first day she moved here, it was either Jiang Mingyuan or Xing Xing who knocked on the door at this time.
Cheng Huan put down the milk in his hand, got up and went to open the door. The door opened, and the father and son were dressed neatly outside. Looking closely, they turned out to be father and son clothes!
"Mom, look at my clothes!" Xing Xing yelled as soon as she saw her, and pulled the little monkey on the coat to show her: "Isn't it very beautiful?!"
The coat is short, fluffy, and black overall. There is only a little monkey tattooed on the left chest and arm. The monkey's head is facing the shoulder, the legs are next to it, and the tail is slightly raised to block the ears. The person is average, looks lively and childlike, very suitable for children.
What's suitable for children is not necessarily suitable for adults. Cheng Huan looked at the enlarged monkey on Jiang Mingyuan's coat that was deliberately cute, and he didn't know what to say.
The man stands behind the stars, carrying a bag in his hand. Wearing a jacket that didn't match his style, through the neckline, you could still see the indigo tie inside. His face was stiff, and he exuded a repulsive atmosphere.
Cheng Huan was a little amused: "Where did you get these clothes?"
"He bought it." Jiang Mingyuan pointed to Xingxing with a helpless expression. He walked in the door and handed over the paper bag in his hand: "There is one of yours."
"I bought this!" Xing Xing came over and grabbed her clothes, pushed her onto the sofa, took out the clothes from the bag, and gestured at her: "Mom, you wear this too."
Cheng Huan was pressed on the sofa by him. This position is not suitable for exerting strength, and she couldn't struggle for a while.
Xing Xing has finished gesticulating, and the next step is to take off her coat. His movements are not serious, and it still hurts a little when he pokes on the flesh of the neckline.
"Go down, I'll do it myself." Holding her breath, she grabbed her clothes and drove away.
"Then mom, change quickly, change your clothes and go to eat." The little guy licked his lips, looking yearning: "Dad said to eat a very delicious steak today."
This dress is really stupid, it doesn't conform to Cheng Huan's aesthetics at all, it looks like you can gain ten catties in it! It's fine to wear it at home, but it's hard for Cheng Huan to accept going out to eat.
She straightened up, trying to reason with Xing Xing, but the little guy didn't listen at all, so he kept urging her to hurry up, Cheng Huan looked at Jiang Mingyuan again, the man only showed a helpless smile at her, he seemed to be looking forward to it .
Cheng Huan was alone and helpless, and finally went out wearing this particularly ugly coat, and kept silent all the way. When he got to the place to eat, he asked complainingly: "Why did you remember to take him to buy clothes?"
"I just happened to be free, so I took him out for a walk." Jiang Mingyuan locked the car, turned around and said, "Didn't I tell you?"
"I know." Cheng Huan walked behind Jiang Mingyuan, tried to block himself with his back, and whispered: "Don't let him buy clothes next time, he has bad eyesight."
The person in front pulled his son, chuckled lightly, and said, "None of us know how to buy clothes, so you can come out together next time for reference."
Cheng Huan thought for a while: "...it's okay, your clothes are too old-fashioned."
Jiang Mingyuan's restaurant is a high-end western restaurant, and all meals are made by appointment, which eliminates the phenomenon of queuing.
The waiter probably had an impression of him, and he took them to the seat without asking any questions. The location was in the corner, with good privacy and a wide view. Jiang Mingyuan ordered meals for the three of them. While waiting for the food to be served , Several people talked one after another.
While chatting, a sudden exclamation came from the side: "Ming Yuan?"