The arrangements for the day after tomorrow are different again, because Shen Ruxuan will go back to school the day after tomorrow.
Tomorrow's schedule is a one-hour etiquette class at nine o'clock in the morning. At 10:30 in the morning, the guest will arrive. The schedule does not indicate who the guest is.
At 2:30 in the afternoon, tea art class lasts for one hour.
At eight o'clock in the evening, there will be ballroom dancing for one hour.
Fan Qianqiang felt that it was enough for Shen Ruxuan to study like this? Why should she go to school? Their family didn't lack money for a tutor, right? Is it to cultivate the little girl's communication skills? But she didn't seem to learn it either. What? Instead, I was alienated and isolated from my classmates.
The schedule for the day after tomorrow is not much different in terms of time. There is also a class in the morning and afternoon, but in the evening... there is a change. The event in the evening is the birthday party of the little girl's classmate Zhang Xiaohui. The location, time, and list of participants , actually recorded in detail.
Fan Qiangqiang went online and checked out a lot of information about etiquette. It turns out that there are really too many etiquettes. Even drinking a cup of coffee is full of tricks and etiquette for eating Western food. , red wine tasting skills, etiquette...
Fan Jianqiang has been browsing various information on Western etiquette on the Internet, and it was past two o'clock in the morning before he knew it. If he hadn't suddenly had three urgent needs, he wouldn't have known that he had studied for such a long time without feeling tired. , came back from a small account, Fan Jianqiang suddenly realized that he seemed to have a very good brain. He had read so much information in a hurry, and he still remembered a lot!
Damn it, is it because the water in the Washing Lake can not only enhance the physical quality, but also wash away the lead and make you smarter?
In this case, why are you so polite? Fan Qiangqiang excitedly and greedily absorbed all kinds of information on the Internet.
It was not until four o'clock in the morning that Fan Qiangqiang finally felt a little sleepy. He looked at the time and realized that he had not slept enough, so he directly entered the Apando space.
As soon as he entered, he was immediately shocked by the scene inside!
In the watermelon field, what used to be just young and tender buds are now forming vines! Although they are few, they are lush and green, and they have already grown in size!
Generally speaking, it takes more than 80 days and nearly three months for watermelons to grow from sowing to fruiting. The germination stage takes about ten days, then the seedling stage takes nearly thirty days, and then the spreading stage takes more than half of the time. Month, the last is the fruiting period!
Damn it, it’s only three days, right?! It’s already in the vine stage in three days? Oh my god, can this be any more exaggerated? Why don’t you just blossom and bear fruit in one day?
Is this the miracle that Aya said was brought about by the soil and water in the divine realm of the Ninth Heaven?
How can he grow up so fast in such a short period of three days?! Isn’t that brother going to make a fortune?
It takes several years for the four kinds of saplings, namely orange tree, mango tree, grapefruit tree and apple tree, to start bearing fruit. The mango tree that grows relatively quickly takes three to four years, so it seems that we can look forward to it!
Fan Jianqiang was completely sleepless, so he immediately ran to the edge of Xichen Lake and looked around. Although the fry that had been scattered could not turn into big fish in more than a day, they seemed to have grown up a little.
Good! Great!!!
I will be rich soon!
Suddenly one day, Uncle Fan discovered that it was so easy to make a fortune!
Lying by the lake, Uncle Fan crossed his legs and drifted into a leisurely sleep. He even had a sweet dream. He dreamed that this Apando space had completed countless collection tasks. After that, outside the Xichen Lake that blocked the way, there turned out to be a large grassland. The grassland was full of naive young flying dragons. Then, Uncle Fan flew around in the sky on the little flying dragon, and suddenly flew to a very spectacular palace. , resplendent and magnificent, Uncle Fan commanded the little flying dragon to land, and the palace was actually filled with beauties without clothes, and they were all super punctual beauties! Uncle Fan arrived, and thousands of beauties paid homage together, raising their white flowers. Buttocks, Uncle Fan’s obscene and evil words...
Just after satisfying more than a hundred beauties, Shen Ruxuan suddenly stood in front of her with her hands on her hips and cursed loudly, you heartless man, you always give up, then Shen Tianqi brought hundreds of gunmen in black suits, bang Thousands of guns were fired at him, and Uncle Fan suddenly woke up with fright.
It's broken, I don't know how long it's been in there.
Without enough time to reflect on the spectacular "killing of thousands of people" just now, Fan Qianqiang hurriedly left Apando Space.
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Fortunately, it turned out that the genius had just dawned. Fan Jianqiang opened the door and suddenly heard the sound of someone walking in the front yard and the sound of a car starting. He was curious, could something happen so early?
When walking outside, Fan Jianqiang saw Zuo Chunli and sensed someone coming from behind. Zuo Chunli looked back at Fan Jianqiang and said nothing.
More than 20 people, including several black and white bodyguards who Fan Jianqiang had met in the hospital, got on the bus one after another. One of the big black men saw Fan Jianqiang and said hey, and then greeted Fan Jianqiang in English. .
Fan Jianqiang just walked up to Zuo Chunli and asked, "What is that black man talking about?"
Zuo Chunli glanced at him with disdain: "Olechi wants to say hello to you."
It was rude not to reciprocate, so Fan Qianqiang also waved his hand: "Have you eaten?"
Unexpectedly, the black man Olechi also replied in Chinese: "I ate fried dough sticks, soy milk and flatbread."
Fan Jianqiang couldn't help laughing: "This black guy is so funny."
Zuo Chunli remained silent.
"What are they doing so early? Where are they going?"
Zuo Chunli said calmly: "You shouldn't ask, it's best not to ask."
Fan Jianqiang felt bored early in the morning and shrugged his shoulders. He lost interest and was about to go back to his room to study. Just at the right side of the villa, Shen Tianqi came out and saw Fan Jianqiang. He hesitated for a second and said : "Xiaoqiang, are you interested in going out with us?"
"Mr. Shen, no, my job is to protect Miss Shen." Fan Qianqiang smiled and refused.
What's more important than completing the collection mission?
Shen Tianqi smiled and continued walking towards a waiting car parked in front and opened its door.
The bodyguards all showed shocked expressions. No one had ever seen Shen Tianqi talking to a bodyguard in a negotiating tone. What was even more unbelievable was that this very powerful guy who injured A Feng with one move actually refused.
A total of five cars drove away one after another and disappeared.
Fan Jianqiang returned to his room and continued to learn various knowledge on the Internet. While he continued to browse traditional Chinese etiquette and various Western etiquette, he downloaded software for learning English.
While downloading a software site, he suddenly saw an indecent advertisement, which showed a beautiful woman with almost no clothes lying on the bed. Her important parts were cleverly covered by some words. Seeing this, Fan Jianqiang suddenly felt moved. , will Shen Ruxuan also sleep naked?
Thinking of this, Uncle Fan can't think of anything to learn. No matter what, he needs to find out where her magic pattern is first so that he can further carry out the collection task!
I wish! I could see something!
Uncle Fan walked out of the room and headed to the monitoring room of the villa building on the right.
Just as he walked into the corridor and before entering the right villa building, his walkie-talkie phone rang.
"Mr. Fan Jianqiang, have you forgotten the rules? You can't enter the right villa at will without the nod of the lady and me." Zuo Chunli's cold voice appeared on the phone.