Some thoughts are like an avalanche, and it only takes a little bit to roll up and get bigger.

The idea of starting a company had been circling in Nan Xuan's mind for a long time, so when he heard Nan Jin say that he might as well rest and rest, he shook his head instead.

"I have my own ideas, you don't have to worry about me." Nan Xuan reached out and patted Nan Jin's shoulder, not worrying.

But Nan Jin's brows didn't loosen, "Your own thoughts? ”

"I thought...... Or start your own company. Nanxuan spoke.

Along with his voice, it was the door that was pushed open behind Nan Jin and Nan Xuan, and Nan Hao was standing there with his bag on his back, his eyes wandering against the light, obviously hearing the conversation between the two just now.

“…… Sorry, big brother and second brother. ”

Nan Hao didn't think that he would be able to hear this when he went home today, and at the same time, he also understood why his eldest brother Nan Xuan was a little uneasy in the past two days.

Nan Hao walked in with his lips pursed and closed the door with his hand. "I didn't mean to eavesdrop."

Nan Jin and Nan Xuan glanced at each other, but they didn't blame Nan Hao for this.

Even if it was an idea that had just been born from his heart, the more Nan Xuan thought about it, the more feasible he felt, and he already had a rough implementation plan in his heart.

"It's the same if you know sooner or later, sooner or later." Nan Xuan rubbed Nan Hao's hair.

He tried to make his brother relax a little by doing so, and by the way, to ease the somewhat dull atmosphere in the room.

But Nan Hao then took out a bank card from his bag and stuffed it into Nan Xuan's hand.

"This is what I earned from my internship, you use it."

Nan Xuan looked at the bank card in his hand in astonishment, then frowned, and wanted to return it to his younger brother directly, but Nan Hao predicted it in advance, turned around and avoided it and directly opened the distance.

"Keep your own money." Nan Xuan sighed.

He looked at his younger brother helplessly, "I'm not short of money to the point where I need my younger brother to support him." ”

Although he knew that this was also Nan Hao's intention to support him, Nan Xuan still resisted asking for his brother's money.

When Nan Jin saw this scene, she suddenly remembered something, and turned around and went back to her room.

And Nam Ho is stubborn. "I don't need it, it's just right for you."

"It's not a question of whether you need it or not." Nan Xuan's brows had never been loosened since just now.

He wanted to return the bank card to Nan Hao, but as soon as his hand was stretched out, before the card could be sent back, there was another one.

"It's mine." Nan Jin, who came back after taking the bank card, also made the same move, "The password is my birthday, you know."

During this period of work, I didn't say a lot in the entertainment industry, but for Nan Jin, I also made a lot of money, at least there was no big problem for Nan Xuan as the start-up capital for starting a company.

"You-" Nanxuan wanted to say something.

This time, it was Nan Jin who spoke up, "Just think of it as an investment between the two of us." ”

"Yes." Nan Hao took the opportunity to nod in agreement.

Nan Hao didn't know how much money it would cost to open a company, but thinking of the scale of the Nan family, he also knew in his heart that the money in his hand now would definitely not be enough.

Therefore, after handing over the bank card to Nan Xuan, Nan Hao directly did not give the eldest brother a chance to refuse, and went back to his room, ready to ask for more help with the case with Senior Xue.

As for Nan Xuan and Nan Jin who stayed in the living room, after both glanced at each other, they finally ended up with Nan Xuan's compromise.

In the end, it is the Nan family, everyone is a little stubborn, and Nan Xuan also understands in his heart that he can't give back the money, so he has to accept the hearts of his two younger brothers.

The clock ticked to noon.

The foggy, almost iron-gray sky, which had been foggy all morning, finally gave people a little bit of thin noodles at the height of the sun.

The wisps of sunlight fell through the defenses of the clouds, scattered on the shoulders of pedestrians, and shot straight into the room through the glass, plating a layer of soft warm light on Murong Qiao, who was resting on the sofa.

After Huo Yichen gave her a key last time, Murong Qiao put the move on the agenda.

Although he didn't contribute much in it, he relied on the moving company to clean up everything, but after really changing places to live, Murong Qiao was still a little indescribably tired.

Feeling the warmth slowly rising on his face, in just a few minutes, Murong Qiao indulged his consciousness and sank into the rising sleepiness in his body, and his body shrank into a ball.

On the goose-yellow soft sofa, Murong Qiao's petite figure seemed to be soft, and he was holding a pillow in his arms, and the appearance of half-burying his face in it made Huo Yichen, who had just come out of the kitchen, couldn't help but reach out and pinch it.

Probably because the sun is a little warmer, and the feel is unexpectedly good.

"Hmm-" Murong Qiao replied vaguely.

But before she could open her eyes, her body first felt the sunlight on her face suddenly disappear, and then what replaced her existence was Huo Yichen's face slowly approaching.

A kiss as light as a feather landed on Murong Qiao's eyelashes, fleeting.

"When you're tired, sleep more." Huo Yichen's tone was full of connivance.

The sofa was so soft that people never wanted to get up when they fell in, and it was a wide L-shape, so Huo Yichen was not worried that Murong Qiao would sleep uncomfortably.

He even took out a thin blanket from the box on the side and gently covered Murong Qiao to prevent her from catching a cold.

Murong Qiao's new home was found by Huo Yichen and asked Ye Zhen to help find it.

Everything was packed into boxes and neatly put aside, waiting for the owner to open and pack up, indicating that the moving project was mostly over.

Seeing that Murong Qiao seemed to be in a light sleep, Huo Yichen lightened the movements in his hand, felt the mobile phone in his pocket vibrate, and then went out of the room to connect.

"Your Excellency, President." Ye Zhen spoke up.

Huo Yichen said "um", "said." ”

He shifted his phone to his left hand, then freed up his right hand to pick up the room key in his pocket.

It is worth mentioning that in the matter of finding a new house for Murong Qiao, Huo Yichen had a little selfishness.

The key was inserted into the lock hole and rotated for a circle and a half, and then only a click was heard, and the door in front of Huo Yichen opened in response, revealing the cold decoration style of black, white and gray inside.

His house is next door to Jojo.

Rounding off, they cohabited.

"It's the people on the board of directors before, who have been a little dishonest recently, and I received news yesterday......" Ye Zhen was reporting the company's situation on the other end of the phone in an orderly manner.

Huo Yichen was dedicated to two things, listening to Ye Zhen's words, and at the same time not forgetting to be busy in his hands, he went to the refrigerator and took out some vegetables and meat he had just bought and put them on the cutting board next to him.

“…… Well, you keep staring, tell me as soon as there is anything. ”

Huo Yichen explained, "In addition, in the future, everything will be sent to my apartment in Huayuan." ”

In the past, he didn't like to go back to Huo's house, and most of the time he rested in the company, but now it's different.

"Yes." Ye Zhen agreed.

It's just that what the president said still stirred up waves in his heart, and made Ye Zhen think of Huo Yichen letting him buy another apartment in Huayuan before.

Although it doesn't matter how old the president lives, but when I hear this today, I want two people to live there.

The gossip in Ye Zhen's heart rose, and four big words popped up directly in his mind.

Kanaya Zangjiao.

"Ahem——!

This thought made Ye Zhen choke on drinking water in the next second, and then quickly shook his head.

What do you think about him!

(End of chapter)