Su Jing lay down on the massage bed next to him and sighed, "Sigh, everyone's asleep. I'm just destined to be overworked. My whole body aches, and no one's giving me a massage."

Tong Mengxi: "Wait a moment, I'll get dressed and come over to give you a massage."

Su Jing: "There's no need for that."

Tong Mengxi: "Can you stop being so fake? The way you're talking is basically asking me to give you a massage, isn't it?"

Splash!

Tong Mengxi drew the curtain, put on her underwear, and then went to the curtain next to her.

Su Jing was already lying down.

Tong Mengxi sat on his back.

Su Jing immediately felt a particularly warm sensation on his vest.

Tong Mengxi started massaging with a few drops of essential oil.

She doesn't know how to massage, but women are naturally good at it. As long as her soft hands press on her back, Su Jing feels incredibly comfortable. Of course, the bikini also adds to the comfort.

Tong Mengxi sighed, "Su Su, I'm so envious of them because they can see their parents anytime."

Aunt Xie came today, and Tong Mengxi was very envious.

Luo Meina is a woman from Shanghai, and she can go home to be with her parents anytime.

Ayina and Sheng Yingran only need to say a word if they want to see their parents, and their parents will buy them plane tickets to go back home. Or their parents can come to Shanghai, which is very convenient, because their family is not short of money.

Because of these convenient conditions, they are less concerned about their parents and enjoy the freedom of being alone.

Tong Mengxi is different. She has been a left-behind child since she was a child. Her parents work in other places all year round and only come back for a few days during the Spring Festival before leaving again.

She longs for her parents' company.

"It's been a long time since I've seen my parents. I miss them so much. It's only 1000 kilometers away, less than two hours by plane and less than four hours by high-speed rail, but we have to wait a year to see each other."

Tong Mengxi lamented the helplessness of ordinary people.

Su Jing: "Whoosh whoosh whoosh~"

Tong Mengxi: "Hmph!"

I wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with him, but it turned into a lullaby?

I really want to crush him to death!

Tong Mengxi got off him, went back to her bed, opened the photo album, and saw the last photo of her and her parents in the Miao village. The more she looked at it, the more she wanted to cry, and her eyes stung.

"What's wrong? Did you cry?" Su Jing woke up.

"I didn't," Tong Mengxi said, choking back tears.

"That's good, hee hee hee~"

Tong Mengxi's tears streamed down her face.

As expected, nobody cares about me, boohoo~

She cried and cried until she fell asleep. It's always been like this since she was little. When she misses her parents, she cries and then falls asleep.

The helplessness of left-behind children in the mountains.

A childhood without parents is destined to be incomplete.

Su Jing wasn't asleep; she just didn't like talking about her parents.

The older sisters at least have that.

He has no parents.

I don't like talking about this topic either; it's a form of avoidance.

But...did she cry?

Su Jing quietly got out of bed, walked to Tong Mengxi's bedside and squatted down. She looked at her sleeping eyes, which were wet, and her pillow was covered in tears.

"You missed your parents so much you cried?"

"Alright, I'll help you fulfill this wish."

Don't be too touched!

Su Jing walked out of the room.

I remember my uncle and aunt working on a construction site in Shenzhen.

Su Jing has their contact information.

After getting things done.

Su Jing also needs to prepare for tomorrow's birthday banquet.

Today, Auntie celebrated Yingran's birthday.

Tomorrow is Su Jing's birthday celebration for her.

While they were all asleep, Su Jing went online and found a studio that did event planning.

Contact customer service.

Su Jing: [Hello]

Customer Service: [Hello, we are Tiantianxi Planning Studio. How can we help you? Hi~]

Su Jing: [I want to plan a birthday party]

Customer Service: [That's possible. May I ask which hotel is hosting the birthday party? Our average rate starts at 200 yuan per square meter.]

Su Jing: [We're not going to a hotel; we'll have it at home. I'd like you guys to decorate my place.]

Customer Service: [For home decoration, our fees start from 800, dear!]

Su Jing: [Why is there such a big price difference?]

Customer Service: [We mainly handle large-scale banquet planning projects, starting from 200-300 square meters or more. Places like homes are smaller, so our fees are higher, dear~]

Su Jing: [My house has an indoor garden of 800 square meters (with a sweating emoji)]

Customer Service: [Sorry, sir. The new customer service representative was a bit inexperienced. Please don't mind. I'm the manager, and I'm here to handle this project for you.]

Su Jing: [Okay]

Customer service: [Where do you live?]

Su Jing: [Huaihai Middle Road, it seems to have been Chiang Kai-shek's former residence.]

Customer service: [Boss, are you there? I'll come and connect with you personally right away.]

Su Jing: [Okay, see you in twenty minutes]

Customer service: [Boss, could you please leave your contact information?]

Su Jing: [Su Jing, 13XXXX4921]

……

Twenty minutes later.

On Huaihai Middle Road, in front of that historic old house worth over 100 million yuan.

A group of staff members in suits were waiting here.

If you don't open for business for three years, then when you do, you can live off it for three years!

at this time.

A black Lamborghini drove up.

The electric iron gate opens automatically.

Su Jing rolled down the car window and smiled apologetically, "Sorry to keep you waiting, there was a bit of traffic."

Mr. Zhao: "Mr. Su, you're too kind. It's only right that we wait for you."

"Come in, everyone."

Su Jing drove his Lamborghini inside.

Mr. Zhao exclaimed, "Wow, they're really rich! This car alone is worth over ten million."

Female assistant: "Didn't they say we were downgrading our spending?"

General Manager Zhao: "It's the level that's being downgraded for us ordinary people!"

The Lamborghini was parked casually in the yard, and Su Jing got out of the car.

Only then did everyone notice how young and handsome Mr. Su was!

The assistant's eyes were alluring.

After giving everyone a tour, Su Jing said, "President Zhao, the birthday girl is studying at Moyin and likes Chinese style, so you should decorate with Chinese elements as the main theme."

Uh……

Su Jing reminded him again, "It's a Chinese style celebration, but we're celebrating at night. Don't turn it into a Chinese horror story."

Mr. Zhao: "Don't worry, we are professionals and would never make such a basic mistake."

Su Jing: "My idea is to start with a flower path at the entrance, create landscaping in other areas, add ambient lighting, and then decorate each floor of the house with a romantic, fairytale-like, ethereal scene."

Mr. Zhao was startled: "Every single floor?"

Su Jing: "Right, didn't you say you work on large-scale projects? This shouldn't be too difficult for me, right?"

"Uh...it's not difficult, it's not difficult."

Mr. Zhao thought to himself, "Even in large-scale projects, we've never done a project like yours where every nook and cranny has to be designed."

This is burning money!

Come to think of it, they're already living in Chiang Kai-shek's former residence, why would they owe such a small amount of money?

"It should take us about three days to finish."

"No, I need it tomorrow night!"

"Tomorrow night?"

"Can't finish it?"

"No, you're in too much of a rush. You should have told me sooner."

"I bought this house just yesterday, before my birthday!"

what?

Everyone was shocked.

Did someone buy a house worth over 100 million yuan just for their birthday?

Holy crap!

How much love is that?

Su Jing: "I want to finish by tomorrow night!"

Mr. Zhao: "Then I'll have to send more people, which will probably increase the price."

Su Jing: "As long as it's finished by tomorrow night and the quality is guaranteed, spending a little more money isn't a problem."

Mr. Zhao: "Okay, we'll design and draw up the plans on-site, and once we have the plans ready for your confirmation by this afternoon, we'll start setting up."

Su Jing: "Actually, I took some photos and had Doubao make them for me. I'll send them to you for reference."

"..."

Mr. Zhao was at his wit's end.

These days, customers ask for bean buns all the time.

Don't we designers eat?

After everything is confirmed.

Su Jing: "I have something to do, I'll be going now, you guys do your work."

Mr. Zhao: "Mr. Su, please take care."

Su Jing drove away.

Soon, the young woman who bought the second-hand house arrived at the villa; Su Jing had entrusted her to look after it.

Mr. Zhao asked the younger sister curiously.

"What does Mr. Su do?"

"No comment!"

"..."

This little sister has a bright future!

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