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  Su Yongyuan, who was so happy, wrote a letter and kept clamoring about where to find a good river section to build a wharf. This is like a chicken that can lay golden eggs.

  Building a pier is equivalent to raising a chicken.

  Yang Lan'er thought it was funny, and she looked at another stack of Pengcheng's books, which was much shorter. It seems that the business development in Pengcheng has not been successful, and we still have to work hard.

   "I don't know how long you can stay here in Pengcheng. I plan to make more money next year."

   Tan Anjun stared at the book without raising his head, "Is it not enough for you to be busy with the tall books on the table?"

   "I don't think it's enough."

  Yang Lan'er patted Chongxian's property account book, "Look at the pile of stalls in my hometown, such a large stall was built unconsciously."

  She pointed to another stack of ledgers, "Look at Pengcheng's again, I think it's a bit missing."

   "A lot, enough for you to build."

   "No, no, I don't think so much."

   "I feel sorry for my husband. The family is big and the business is big. You have to take care of several children and worry about the property outside. Tired!"

   Not only physically tired but also mentally tired.

   Physically and mentally exhausted.

  Tan Anjun didn't want his life to become like that.

  He hoped that his little wife would live a chic and comfortable life.

  Yang Lan'er just finished calculating a ledger, so she closed it and put it aside.

"Snapped!"

  Grabbing the abacus again and shaking his hand, the abacus returned to its place, and smiled slightly: "That can't be helped, who told you that your body is too strong."

  Tan Anjun's eyes lit up when he heard the words, he threw away the miscellaneous notes in his hand, got up and turned to his little wife's desk, picked up Yang Lan'er and sat on his lap.

   "This is one of my favorite words in my life. It is my husband's long-cherished wish to be affirmed physically and mentally by my wife."

  Pinched Yang Lan'er's cheek again, and said with emotion: "To get your affirmation, I have no regrets for my husband in this life."

"Bah, who said that? What did I say just now? Did you say anything?" Yang Lan'er asked three times in her soul and gave him a blank look, "One word can make you draw so many meanings. You still have to be ashamed Huh? Officer Tan!"

   Tan Anjun's eyes bulged, "What extension? You just admitted that I am physically strong, why do you want to go back on it?"

   "The word tough has the meaning you understand. Why don't I know? Is it because I'm uneducated?"

   "You affirmed me with your mouth, isn't that right? It means that you think so in your heart, so you say so. As for your body, it is simpler. Your body is very honest when you are in space in the morning."

   After finishing speaking, Tan Anjun pecked her cherry blossom-like lips, "Lady, you are right about what your husband said", right?

"Shut up!"

  Yang Lan'er's face was almost ready to fry an egg, "Your driving skills are too sophisticated, I admit defeat. Let's get down to business now."

   This guy has a bad habit of driving when he disagrees with each other.

   And the thicker and thicker the face, it is almost catching up with the widened and thickened special fireproof and anti-theft doors of the vault.

   Can’t compare.

   Can't compare.

   "Hehe." Tan Anjun was in a happy mood. Seeing his little wife's almond-eyed eyes burning, and seeing that she was about to lose her temper in the next moment, she immediately stopped, "Okay, okay, let's get back to business."

  He coughed, "Our family has so many properties, and it is enough to support the big family. Why do you think there are too few wives? Come, come, and explain my husband's doubts."

  It seems that he has to work harder to earn more money, otherwise the little wife will not be at ease at home.

   "Why don't you know?"

  (end of this chapter)