At the beginning, Gu Jia and Jiang Nansun were intercepted, and Qiao Yingzi pursued them

"Then I won't be polite to you."

Peng Jiahe hugged Lan Weiwei, rested his head on her shoulder, and winked at Qin Fan.

Qin Fan laughed in his heart. Lan Weiwei had no idea how much Peng Jiahe's monthly expenses were. When the little girl asked her for money, she would know what pain was.

I thought about giving Lan Weiwei a card later so that I wouldn’t be scared by this girl’s terrible spending.

Lan Weiwei and Peng Jiahe, one intends to get close to the other, while the other has already planned to use the other as an ATM. Both of them want to show their enthusiastic side, so the relationship progresses quickly.

After chatting for a while, Lan Weiwei took the initiative to pick up the suitcase and help Peng Jiahe tidy up the bedroom.

Peng Jiahe leaned over to Qin Fan and asked with great interest, "Where did you find such a beauty? She has really nice breasts! She has to be at least an E cup, right? I'm guessing she could even be an F."

Qin Fan pinched her face and asked, "Does it make you feel inferior?"

"Huh! Do I have low self-esteem? Sister Weiwei's is too big, and there's even a hint of sagging. Mine is a normal size, firm and full, with plenty of elasticity. If you don't believe me, try pinching it."

As if to prove herself, Peng Jiahe took the initiative to hold Qin Fan's hand and try it.

After trying it, Qin Fan suddenly didn't want to take his hand away.

Peng Jiahe narrowed her eyes and huddled in his embrace. "Don't you think Sister Weiwei's shoulders will get sore from carrying such big breasts all day?"

"I really don't know. Why don't you go ask her how she feels."

"What about you? Do you prefer something big or just big enough to fit in one hand?"

"Of course I like the big ones. Is there any need to think about it?"

Qin Fan blurted out without even thinking.

Not only does it feel good when it's bigger, but more importantly, it's easier to hold and there are many more ways to play with it.

The fun here cannot be explained in just a few words.

Peng Jiahe was unhappy and rudely pulled Qin Fan's hand out of his clothes.

"How annoying! Go touch your Weiwei!"

"I am telling the truth."

"Who told you to tell the truth?"

"..."

At this time, there was a knock on the door. Qin Fan was confused. He had sent Da Meitao to work in Shanghai. Lan Weiwei should have no friends in Shuxiang Yayuan, right?

I opened the door with doubt and saw a tall, pretty beauty standing outside the door with a smile on her face. Her long, wavy black hair was draped over her shoulders, exuding the charm of a mature woman.

Qin Fan recognized that this girl was Xiao Meng from "Little Joy".

He asked knowingly, "Who are you?"

"Hello, I'm Lan Weiwei's colleague. You can just call me Xiao Meng."

"come in."

"Is Weiwei not at home?"

Xiao Meng walked into the room carrying her bag, glanced at Peng Jiahe, who was lying on the sofa with his legs on the armrest, playing with his mobile phone leisurely, and found that she seemed to have come at the wrong time.

"Jiahe, there are guests coming. Don't you know how to greet them?"

Seeing Peng Jiahe sitting in an awkward manner, Qin Fan scolded him.

Peng Jiahe turned his eyes away from his phone and glanced at Xiao Meng, "I'm a guest too!"

Qin Fan's anger suddenly flared up. "Whether you consider yourself the host or the guest, you don't even know how to greet people when you meet them. Do you think this is appropriate?"

Peng Jiahe was a little overwhelmed by Qin Fan's aura. She put down her phone, stood up, and smiled sweetly at Xiao Meng, "Hello, Auntie."

"Why call me auntie? Have you ever seen such a young and beautiful auntie? Call me sister!"

"Oh, hello, sister."

Xiao Meng smiled brightly and waved her hand, "I'm already 35 years old this year, my youth is gone, so just call me Auntie."

Thirty-five, indeed a bit old, but I don't know if it's dark...

Qin Fan felt a little regretful, but he didn't know why.

"I really didn't realize that you take such good care of your skin, it's so soft and tender. You look similar to our Jiahe. At first glance, you look like a recent college graduate."

"Haha, you speak so nicely."

Xiao Meng smiled even more happily. For some reason, she suddenly felt a little envious of Lan Weiwei. Her boyfriend was so handsome that people couldn't take their eyes off him, and his words were so sweet that she would be willing to support such a man even if she had to pay for it herself.

Comparing it with my own son, Old Joe, oh, there is no comparison. The more I compare, the sadder I get.

"You've been busy talking. Please take a seat. Jiahe, go get your sister Xiaomeng some tea."

Peng Jiahe rolled his eyes. "I don't even know where the tea leaves are, how can I pour them? I'm just ordering people around blindly."

"If you don't know where the tea is, can't you find it yourself?"

Xiao Meng hurriedly said politely, "Don't bother, I'm not thirsty."

Peng Jiahe shrugged her shoulders, as if to say that it was she who didn't want to drink tea, not me who didn't pour it for her.

Qin Fan's face darkened and he stared at her.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, Peng Jiahe still felt guilty and didn't dare to get angry. He obediently ran to find tea leaves.

Qin Fan: "Kids these days are really spoiled. When I was little, if I didn't greet guests, add tea or water, or chat with them when they came to our house, my mother would definitely punish me after the guests left."

Xiao Meng smiled back, "Your family's education is really strict!"

In fact, Qin Fan is an orphan, but this is just what he said casually.

"It's not a question of strict upbringing. In fact, when I was little, I didn't understand my mother either. I always thought she gave birth to me just to get a chance to beat me. Later, when I entered society, I realized that politeness and etiquette are not redundant. They are actually part of strength."

Xiao Meng looked confused. How could politeness be related to strength?

"Take me as an example. Sometimes I invite my subordinates out for a meal. During the meal, I can see a lot of things. Some people just come to eat. When the dishes are served, they don't greet anyone else. They just eat first to show respect. By the time the dishes come to me, they have messed up everything."

"Some people don't even touch their chopsticks themselves. They greet their leaders first, then greet their colleagues, pour wine and tea. By the end of the meal, their own bowl is clean and they haven't taken many bites. They are taking care of others the whole time."

"They are all my employees, creating value for the company. It's okay for them to be a little unruly at the dinner table. I usually won't say anything. But what if I were a client? Would I do that in front of a client? That's definitely not okay."

"That's why I say politeness is part of strength. People who value politeness and etiquette in social situations often don't come to dine. Over the course of a meal, they can understand the temperament and personality of everyone present."

"I know who's the boaster, who's the quiet one, who's the impatient one, and who's the steady one. I can make everyone feel right at home."

"Who do you think has a better chance of advancement, this kind of person or someone who just works hard?"

Xiao Meng didn't expect that Qin Fan could say so many things just for being polite, but after thinking about it carefully, it made sense.

Some people can get useful information from socializing and maintain good relationships with their leaders and clients, while others just fill their stomachs after a socializing session.

Over time, the gap in life between these two types of people will definitely widen.

In fact, what Qin Fan said just now was all nonsense. The only thing he really wanted to reveal to Xiao Meng was that he had his own company.

Xiao Meng lived up to expectations and instantly grasped the key point in the nonsense. Qin Fan seemed to be the boss of a certain company, otherwise he would not have dinner with his subordinates so often.

He is handsome and rich. God, why does he get all the benefits?

Xiao Meng's heart was suddenly filled with emotion, and she couldn't help but ask, "What industry are you in?"

"I'm involved in quite a few industries, including luxury goods, hotels, restaurants, and real estate."

"so much?"

Xiao Meng's eyes changed immediately, and her expression became much colder. She felt that this guy was bragging too much.

You are so young, it’s good enough for you to be able to manage a company, how can you possibly be involved in so many industries?

Human energy is limited. Even if it’s all invested, it’s not that exaggerated, right?

You are so shameless in boasting about yourself. Do you really think you are a 17 or 18-year-old girl who is so easy to be fooled?

Based on this, Xiao Meng directly labeled Qin Fan as vain and boastful.

At this moment, Qin Fan pulled out a business card from his pocket and handed it over, "Formally introduce myself, my name is Qin Fan."

Xiao Meng took the business card and saw the chairmen of several group companies on it. She was instantly stunned.

Good guy, he wasn’t bragging, what he just said was true!

What made her even more puzzled was that there was a familiar name on it.

"Qin Fan, are you the boss of Misia?"

Qin Fan nodded. He had seen this kind of surprise on many people.

"I go to Misia often, but I didn't expect to meet the owner today. It feels so dreamy!"

Xiao Meng's voice was soft and gentle, as if scratching the tip of her heart. She raised her hand and patted her chest, and the car lights trembled. Although it was not as exaggerated as Lan Weiwei's, the amplitude of the tremor was not small.

Qin Fan is a serious man, of course he would not look at other people's sensitive parts in a vulgar way.

So he looked at the pair of proud headlights openly and praised them with a smile.

"Xiao Meng, you not only have good skin, but also a great figure!"

Xiao Meng didn't mind his gaze on her chest. Instead, she straightened her back slightly to show her respect for the rich boss.

She covered her mouth with her hands and giggled, then gave him a fake dissatisfied look.

"Haven't you seen enough of Weiwei's size? Mine is still far behind Weiwei's."

.......

484: Officially eating Peng Jiahe! The beauty of eighteen years old!

Qin Fan: "Hers is a bit too big, and overall it doesn't have as well-proportioned a figure as yours."

"Really? I'm really honored to receive praise from Mr. Misia."

Knowing Qin Fan's identity, Xiao Meng's expression and tone exuded a hint of temptation, with a full sense of femininity.

It wasn't that she was attracted to Qin Fan and wanted to seduce him, it was just a woman's instinctive reaction.

When you meet your ideal type, try your best to show your best side to the other person.

Qin Fan certainly wouldn't be so superficial as to think that Xiao Meng had the idea of ​​throwing herself at him, so he said modestly,

"Mishia is ultimately just like any other business, selling clothing and bags. Don't overthink it."

He slapped his forehead and said, "I was just talking nonsense. Weiwei is cleaning the bedroom. I'll go call her."

Xiao Meng hurriedly stopped him, "Let's not do that. Let her continue with her work. I don't have anything to do either. I'm just too bored staying at home, so I came to chat with Weiwei."

"You just said you were Weiwei's colleague and also worked in yoga?"

"Yes, Weiwei and I work in the same yoga studio, and we met at work."

Yoga is great! If your body is flexible enough, you can do more poses.

Qin Fan had experienced this countless times on Lan Weiwei, and could only say that it was extremely amazing.

"By the way, what does your lover do?"

"Well...I'm not married yet. My fiancé is an investor."

Xiao Meng lifted her bangs, looking a little embarrassed. She was most afraid of being asked similar questions. Every time she told others that she was not married yet, she would be met with strange looks.

"Have you ever thought about when to get married?"

"Our old man Qiao has been a bit busy lately. We'll consider getting married after he's done with his work. By the way, my fiancé's name is Qiao Weidong."

Thinking of her unreliable fiancé, Xiao Meng's eyes flashed with confusion and she shook her head.

Hearing him mention Qiao Weidong,

That devilish voice flashed through Qin Fan’s mind—Yingzi, open the door, Daidi.

As an adult who has long left school, if I were to say what my biggest impression of the drama Little Joy is, this is probably this sentence.

Every time he heard Qiao Daidi's greasy voice, Qin Fan wanted to kick him away and say to him, Yingzi, open the door, Qin Dad...

In the next few minutes, Qin Fan quickly extracted all of Qiao Dai's information. He smacked his lips and said, "So, Qiao Dai... ahem, Qiao Weidong doesn't want to marry you so soon because he's concerned about his daughter Yingzi from his ex-wife?"

Xiao Meng nodded slightly, feeling that talking about her emotional problems with a strange man was a bit too intimate.

However, who can blame Qin Zha Nan for being so handsome? Coupled with the influence of the good man's aura, Xiao Meng was still willing to continue chatting with him despite feeling a little embarrassed.