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This time in Yangcheng, there was no teacher in Jinshui No. 2 Middle School. The two small cadres in the city were responsible for the team leader. A man and a woman are not very strict with these students.

The little cadres seemed to have grass in their hearts, and soon after they arrived at the hotel, they all ran away.

Some of these students listened to the two people's routines such as "No running around", and some of them couldn't help running out to play!

It's only a little in the afternoon, and the rain outside is very small. Although the sky is still gloomy, it doesn't delay going out to play. It's better than staring at the room with big eyes!

The girl in the class is not an honest child, just want to take Huang Rou out to play. Huang Rou said that she was not feeling well, so she went out to play by herself.

The girl had relatives in this city. She made a phone call and asked her relatives to play with her. By the way, she was a guest and visited her.

After the classmate left, Huang Rou secretly came to Zhang Yuan's room. As soon as the two locked the door, they went crazy and completely released the desire that had been suppressing the road!

This hotel is four-star, and the sound insulation effect of the room is not good, so Huang Rou is bold to shout. She usually looks extremely quiet, but also has a hysterical aspect.

The two villains went crazy until the evening, when they took a shower and quietly left the hotel together to play outside. The two team leader haven't come back yet. They are also lovers. Zhang Yuanzhen doubts whether they will come back tonight!

The rain has stopped a long time ago, and the moon has climbed into the night sky. It has just rained all day on the streets of the city. The air is fresh and cool, and it feels very comfortable. It is neither cold nor hot.

Zhang Yuan and Huang Rou did not wear school uniforms, so they did not shy away from holding their little hands and sweetly linger on the streets of Yangcheng, which is full of traffic.

Yangcheng is a historic old city. If you want to trace the history, you should be able to keep pace with Jincheng.

The greening of Yangcheng is not as good as Jincheng, and the sense of direction of the street is not as good as Jincheng, but one advantage here is that the price is relatively low. If you buy some snacks on the street, the same thing tastes better, but it is much cheaper than Jincheng, sometimes even half the price.

"The things here are really cheap."

Huang Rou sighed that she is an ordinary girl. She has lived a hard life, knows the hardships of the people, and knows more about prices.

Zhang Yuan was also deeply touched: "Yes, the prices in Jincheng are inflated now, but the inflat trend will only rise and not fall. It is precisely because of this that our business will be so easy to do."

"Yes, I have never seen people in any place like Jincheng people. Whether they are rich or not, they like to eat, drink and dress, and they are very strong in comparison. Vanity is too strong."

"Every place has its own style. Although I don't like that, we are also people there."

"Yes, we also have our advantages. For example, the bold personality is relatively real, which is unmatched by people in other places."

Zhang Yuan nodded: "Well, it means it's stupid. Ha ha."

Huang Rou smiled, as if someone understood the bold and real meaning so much!

The location where the hotel is located is the most prosperous area in Yangcheng. On both sides of the wide street, there is a shopping mall and store next to each other, various specialty stores and so on. In short, they are all places that consume people's money.

"Soft, let's go in and have a look and buy some clothes!"

When Zhang Yuan and Huang Rou passed by a women's clothing store, he suggested. Huang Rou said, "Don't go. It must be expensive to sell clothes here."

Even if she knows that Zhang Yuan is very rich now, Huang Rou still habitually wants to save money. Moreover, in fact, she is also quite rich now. As a well-known writer, her remuneration is not low. Generally, she writes a few manuscripts a day. If she writes 30,000 words, she can get more than 10,000 yuan according to 400 words.

Huang Rou's writing speed is also very fast under the influence and guidance of Zhang Yuan. 30,000 words are just the bottom line, so sometimes she can write 60 to 70 thousand a day, and 20,000 after tax is not a problem.

A popular writer has a lot of manuscripts. Huang Rou has a lot of manuscripts to write every day, as long as she wants to write.

Although Huang Rou's current income is not comparable to Zhang Yuan's strength of 10,000 yuan or even 100,000 catties, she is already very powerful than most people.

After all, an income of more than 500,000 yuan a month can't be achieved by anyone.

Zhang Yuan pulled Huang Rou over and said with a smile, "What does my husband make money for? Didn't he dress up your little wife beautifully so that you can live a good life and enjoy a good life? My husband is rich, don't worry.

Huang Rou curled her little mouth and said sourly, "Yes, in addition to my little wife, you also need to take your baby's little wife, An Yajing's wife, Lan Shimeng's second wife, Ning Xiaorou's third wife, Li Qin's fourth wife, Wang Ying's fifth wife, Wang Shuqi's wife, Zhao Yiyi's eighth wife, Snow Baby Nine's wife, An Ruoxi's ten wives, Huang Qiushui's eleventh wife, Li Anran's twelve wives, Tian Mi's thirteen wives, Lin Zihan's fourteen wives, Zhou Ning's fifteen wives, Song Xixi's sixteen wives, Hua Jin's seventeen wives, Sun Jiaochu's eighteenth wives, green sycamore nineteen wives, Ye Qingwu's twenty-four's twenty-year wives, Zhu Qingfu's twenty-one wives, Chen Xiangxue twenty-two Wife, Jiang Yanyan's twenty-three wife, Dai Wenzhu's twenty-four wife, Bai Runrun's twenty-five wife, Fenghua Zi twenty-six wife, Zhao Shu's twenty-seven wife, Jiang Zao's twenty-eight wife, Jiang Ling's twenty-nine wife, why do you think there are so many wives?

Speaking of this, Huang Rou's little mouth pouted. Originally, she thought he was only a few women, but now there are so many. It's terrible.

Zhang Yuanyi's forehead sweated coldly: "You listen to the baby's calculation. Nonsense. You can't think of all the people I know as my women. Even if I'm willing to be happy with others, it's too exaggerated. I'm not as fancy as you think."

"La down, I think there are only more flowers, not the most flowers."

Huang Rou sighed: "Forget, I'm too lazy to count with you. Anyway, I don't live on you. If there is a good man, I will get married. Without a good man, I can take good care of my mother myself. There is no shortage of you!"

"Well, you spend so much money on anyone. I really have to help you consume it well in the future!"

Zhang Yuan is sweating, but he feels that Huang Rou's jealous appearance is particularly cute. He smiled and pinched her little nose. She hummed cutely to bite his hand, but dodged it for him. He picked up the little hand she was holding and kissed it, and said softly, "Look at you, you are so sour that you are almost jealous. Rourou, if you wear this skirt, you must be nobler than the princess and dusty than the fairy!"