292 Potala's Love

"300 million, are you crazy? What book's copyright can be sold for 300 million yuan?"

Mingxi is very rude: "Let's talk about your current work. Which book is worth so much money?"

Ye Qingfan said, "Mingxi, you may not know that the first volume of Zhang Yuan's first novel has now sold more than 2 million copies. The price of each volume is 15 yuan, and the sales volume is 30 million yuan. You should be able to calculate the profit, right?"

"No way, which book?"

"The love of Potala."

Mingxi suddenly said, "Oh, it turned out to be that book. I really doubt it. How can anyone read the idiot's book?"

After saying that, Mingxi smiled himself: "I admit that I also read that book, and I was very obsessed with it, but I forgot who the author of that book was."

"You, you."

Ye Qingfan was a little speechless. She knew that her sister was like this. Sometimes she was as careful as her hair, and sometimes she was so nervous!

Mingxi suddenly asked, "Zhang Yuan, you are so rich at such a young age. Did you really earn it all by yourself?"

"Of course, I earned it all by myself. Otherwise, how do you think it came from? The strong wind blows. If it can blow, everyone will wait for the wind. Haven't you seen the interview on TV?

Zhang Yuan felt that Mingxi was quite gossipy, quite annoying, and white and beautiful.

Mingxi curled his lips and said, "Just kidding, if the interviews on TV are trustworthy, there is nothing in the world that is not trustworthy."

Ye Qingfan felt that Mingxi was a little too much: "You always want to show your personality. I can prove that Zhang Yuan's industries were earned by himself. He looks like a child, but he is actually a cunning guy who is more terrible than an old fox, so he can earn this. So much money is really not a rare thing!"

Mingxi felt why Ye Qingfan was so strange today. She became more and more convinced that Ye Qingfan and Zhang Yuan must be a little strange. Otherwise, with Ye Qingfan's personality, it would be impossible to speak for the opposite sex like this.

When Mingxi was muttering about the relationship between Ye Qingfan and Zhang Yuan, Ye Qingfan was actually muttering. She felt that Mingxi was very abnormal today, as if she had a grudge against Zhang Yuan, but it was not usually.

When a woman suddenly changes her attitude towards a person of the opposite sex, or is completely different from others, it shows some problems that she is in love.

Although Mingxi has always been a relatively rational girl, she is irrational today. If she really falls in love with Zhang Yuan, the prospect is not optimistic.

Zhang Yuan should be a little gray wolf, and Mingxi is a big white rabbit.

But no matter how big the white rabbit is, it is a white rabbit that eats grass, and no matter how small the little gray wolf is, it is also a hungry wolf that eats meat, so the rabbit is destined to be eaten by the wolf. The bigger the rabbit, the more delicious the wolf eats!

When the little gray wolf meets the big white rabbit, the little gray wolf celebrates the Spring Festival, and the big white rabbit is over!

After talking about business, Ye Qingfan immediately wanted to adjust the room for Zhang Yuan and Huang Rou, but he refused to Zhang Yuan and Huang Rou. Now there is an empty room, and no matter how good the room is, it is unnecessary.

The wind collection activity began, and everyone went to Dalongwan City, and the day passed.

Not long after returning to the hotel, the sky darkened and no one had eaten, so they ate in the restaurant on the second floor of the hotel.

Before eating, Zhang Yuan and Huang Rou took a shower. Today, they were very happy and very interested, so when they took a shower, Zhang Yuan whipped Huang Rou again. After that, the two went to the restaurant in high spirits. Mingxi and Ye Qingfan were suddenly surprised to see how good they were.

Ye Qingfan said puzzled, "I wonder why you can always maintain such a good mental state. Isn't this kind of thing very physical and energy-consuming?"

Mingxi couldn't understand Ye Qingfan's words. Mingxi wondered, "What kind of thing is that kind of thing?"

Ye Qingfan smiled and said nothing. Zhang Yuan said, "I will give a soft massage every day, which not only beautifies the face, but also deepens the effect into the body!" Sister Qingfan, why don't I give you a massage?

Ye Qingfan's face suddenly turned red. She understood that Zhang Yuan was flirting with her and scolded, "Get out of here, little rogue, the ghost asked you to massage. If you just massage, then I'll beat you!"

Mingxi still doesn't understand what's going on. After all, she is not an experienced person, but an innocent woman. How can she understand those obscure ambiguous meanings, so she said in surprise, "What kind of massage can have such a magical effect? I think the soft skin is much more watery, and her eyes are also particularly bright, small Yuan, can you give me a massage when you have time? Teach me, and I'll learn to massage myself later!"

All the women laughed, their faces turned red, and Zhang Yuan also smiled, which was a little evil!

"Sister Mingxi, don't worry. I'll give you a good massage later. It's easy to learn, and it's very comfortable."

Zhang Yuan said so seriously that Mingxi did not think crookedly at all, and it was precisely because of this that she did not understand the ambiguity in Zhang Yuan's words.

When everyone came to the restaurant, Zhang Yuan was a person who was very particular about eating and drinking, so he was never careless about food. When the women had ordered the dishes, he ordered a few dishes very seriously.

You can actually see from a person's taste when ordering. Zhang Yuan's dishes are very distinctive and reasonable. From here, it can be seen that he is a person who knows how to manage and balance, and the dishes he ordered are also vulgar and elegant. From here, it can also be seen that he is a very meaningful person.

Mingxi found a lot of things from the details of Zhang Yuan's ordering. She became more and more curious about Zhang Yuan. What kind of child is this? She can understand so many things.

"Sister Mingxi, give me some fruit. Thank you. Your hands are so beautiful."

When Zhang Yuan handed him the fruit in Mingxi, his fingertips gently touched Mingxi and blew it: "Sister Mingxi, how do you maintain your skin so well?"

Mingxi said, "Isn't this a joke on me? Your skin is better than mine. My skin here is the worst one. You also said that my skin is good. Really, it's too careless."

Zhang Yuan laughed and said, "Sister, I don't mean that. Your skin is obviously born, which is different from our skin. We are cultivated the day after tomorrow. Although we also maintain it, everyone has a different way of maintenance and communicate with each other. There will always be some harvest!"

Mingxi is very happy to praise Zhang Yuan. This is a common problem for women, but anyone who praises men will always feel very happy, and may also make mistakes because they are dizzy and forgetful.