Chapter 160
Chapter 160
Guan Yu peeled an orange, crossed her legs and lay leisurely, urging him, "Don't be lazy."
Ji Jinzhou straightened up and stretched his muscles. He gradually felt warm. He looked at the fruit drinks in the hands of the people lying down and said with some dissatisfaction: "Didn't they say there are no slaves in the new era?"
"There is no such thing in the new era, but there is in my territory." Guan Yu raised her chin, "Have you ever seen a prostitute fall ill and the madam told him to rest and not receive customers?"
Ji Jinzhou: "......"
He decided to build a perfect work so that everyone who came in could see his excellent masterpiece, admire his ingenious workmanship, and make Guan Yu impressed by his talent.
Ji Jinzhou looked serious, concentrating on the scissors and green plants in his hands, no longer distracted by the outside world. The green plants that were originally lush and leafy with dense branches gradually had their useless and messy branches cut off, becoming rounder under his hands.
Special Assistant Gu played a very appropriate background music for him.
The five slave owners at the back were eating and drinking, chatting and playing with their dogs from time to time, with laughter and joy coming from all over the place.
Ten minutes later, Ji Jinzhou wiped the sweat that had run from his forehead to his nose and chin, took a long breath, and prepared to fix the next one.
"Oh my god, my butt is screwed." Guan Yu laughed while lying on the recliner.
Special Assistant Gu was eating melon seeds: "It's really like a mother's butt that was born from the belly."
Wen Liuhe bit the straw and sighed, "Brother Jinzhou really takes good care of his butt."
Song Shiguan commented seriously: "There are not many people in the market who make peripheral products for their buttocks. Mr. Ji is indeed a businessman with a very innovative mind."
When Ji Jinzhou had practiced the tenth one and his movements became more and more skillful and more and more like the charm of a butt, Guan Yu finally realized that something was wrong.
"Ji Jinzhou, how many more do you want to repair?"
"I will keep repairing it until I finish it." He found pleasure in the boring and repetitive tasks. Why didn't he know before that gardening can be fun?
Guan Yu's eyes went dark: "You want to repair a row of buttocks?"
Ji Jinzhou glared at her, "What do you mean by butt? This is love! Love, okay? Let all the guests feel the love as soon as they come in."
"If there were a row of butts facing me as soon as I walked in, I wouldn't feel any love, only malice." Guan Yusheng complained helplessly, "Disgusting malice."
"Nonsense, this is clearly a bunch of love." Ji Jinzhou retorted.
"It's called a prostitute's house, which sounds like selling ass. You also repaired a lot of butts, which makes it sound even more like selling ass."
"I told you it's not a butt." Ji Jinzhou defended his work of art and insisted on destroying all the green plants in the flowerbed.
No matter tall or short, they all have the same shape - a big butt.
"It's getting late." Ji Jinzhou glanced at the sky, "Shouldn't you guys go home?"
Wen Liuhe took a deep breath and said, "Brother Jinzhou, shouldn't this be said by the guests? Why are you trying to drive them away like this?"
"In my heart, you are no longer guests." Ji Jinzhou said touching words while pushing her and Assistant Gu's backs manually. "I have contacted your driver. See you tomorrow."
The door was mercilessly closed. Wen Liuhe and Assistant Gu looked at each other. Assistant Gu was still shameless: "Miss Wen, can you take me home?"
Wen Liuhe rolled his eyes.
After seeing off the guests, Qiu Yuan and Song Shiguan returned to their rooms. At the end of the day, Ji Jinzhou finally felt a lot quieter and had time to return to his own doghouse... the throne, and turn on his computer to work.
Guan Yu leaned against the stair railing while chewing an apple, and said softly, "I feel so sorry for you, Ji Jinzhou. After being a gardener, you want to be a boss."
Ji Jinzhou's eyes slowly moved from the computer to her face, and he said coldly: "I feel bad, and then what?"
“Some people are just good at talking.”
"Then I'm going to bed." She threw the apple core into the trash can, drew a curved line in the air, and waved to him, "Bye."
She works outside as a bootlicker for others every day, and she cannot do without a good rest.
Ji Jinzhou: "......"
He used to look down on his brother who had no ambition and always talked about good order and morality, but looking at her leisurely back, he suddenly felt that lying down was not bad.