Chapter 49:

Cheng Huan expressed support for his son's new dream: "You have to cheer for that baby, snipers are all those who are particularly powerful."
"I'm also very powerful." The stars boasted without shame.
Cheng Huan: "..."
There was no signal on the plane, some people started to sleep after eating, and some people were talking in a low voice.
Cheng Huan and the old Liu family are considered to be destined, and the other is also a very good person. The old Liu brags about his heroic past and talks about business with Jiang Mingyuan.
Lao Liu did not assign work after he retired. With his comrades who retired together, he packed a barren mountain to plant navel oranges. After more than ten years, the original barren mountain was full of fruits, and Lao Liu also became a small and famous fruit king. , Fruits are exported abroad.
For the story of his own entrepreneurship, Lao Liu has countless words to say that Jiang Mingyuan has a lot of common topics with him in this regard. He was a self-made boy when he was young. The two of them invested in a chat and they met each other late.
In a quiet conversation, the plane landed at Yong'an Island Airport.
Yong'an Island is the largest island in this area, with 300,000 square kilometers. The scenery is also good, and many coconut trees are planted.
The two families talked for the same purpose, and they agreed to play together. Cheng Huan went through the formalities and pushed out two oversized suitcases. Jiang Mingyuan next to him was holding his sleeping son in one hand and carrying luggage in the other. Suitcase.
Yong'an Island Airport is very close to the sea. Get off the plane and take the airport bus for 10 minutes to get to the sea port.
A cruise ship has been docked at the port. The cruise ship is very high, and the waterline is 60 to 70 meters above the water line. Jiang Mingyuan took Cheng Huan to walk up. A few waiters greeted him. He respectfully called "Mr. Jiang" and answered Passing the luggage in their hands led them up.
There are 16 floors of the cruise ship. Jiang Mingyuan has set a room on the top floor. The old Liu family is on the tenth floor. The two are separated halfway and see you tomorrow.
Reaching the top floor, the waiter handed them two room cards, opened the door, put the luggage in, and waited respectfully aside.
"Let's go out first." Jiang Mingyuan waved people back into the room, put the stars on the bed, took off his shoes, and covered the quilt.
This room is a suite with a living room, bedroom, study, and bathroom. Cheng Huan went in and took a look around, and was frightened by the bathtub in the bathroom that could be used for swimming.
Is this the life of a rich man?
She was careful with liver tremor and felt that the trip was very different from her imagination.
"The child will sleep with me at night. When he wakes up, I will help him to take a bath. You are also tired. Take a rest early." Feel, you will be here tomorrow. "
As he approached, the light softened the sharpness of his face and became extremely soft: "Let's go, I'll take you to your room."
Cheng Huan looked at his face and nodded, "OK."
Cheng Huan's room is next door. The style of the two rooms is very different. Jiang Mingyuan's style is simple, but there is a medieval style here.
Cheng Huan was timid and didn't like this look very much. He wanted to change rooms with Jiang Mingyuan.
"we……"
After just talking about the beginning, Jiang Mingyuan touched the switch, and with a bang, the originally dark and gloomy room lit up instantly.
When I couldn't see clearly, I felt horrible. When I saw it clearly, Cheng Huan found out how proud the room was.
Opposite the door is a living room. It looks like eighty or ninety levels. The ceiling is very high. The roof is engraved with complicated patterns. It looks like a group of angels. The angels have six wings. There was golden decoration on the neck and arms. Cheng Huan fixed his eyes for a while and guessed whether the golden decoration was real gold.
"Everything in this room is real." As if seeing his thoughts, Jiang Mingyuan opened his mouth and introduced.
Cheng Huan's eyes widened, looking away from the armband, looking around, she went in, the long-haired carpet on the ground was amazingly soft, and the high heels were a little unstable. She simply took off her shoes and went barefoot to a pair Before painting: "Is this true?"
"This should be Repin's work."
Cheng Huan has never heard the name: "Is it famous?"
"It's true." Jiang Mingyuan introduced the artist's life, a famous painter two hundred years ago.
Cheng Huan listened to the new admiration and went to another oil painting: "What about this?"
"This is a work by Braun. He is a very auratic painter. He was only twenty years old when he created this painting." The oil painting depicts the back of a woman wearing a red dress and exposing most of her back. Her skin was dazzling, her head was raised, her shoulder blades on both sides were like wings spreading butterflies, and black sharp feathers pierced the skin. The combination of red, white, and black was strong and sharp.
Cheng Huan stood in front of this picture for a long time. She reached out and touched the girl's shoulder blades. She seemed to be able to touch the coming wings through the frame: "She is so beautiful."
Jiang Mingyuan said nothing. These oil paintings are nothing special in his eyes. As a businessman, he is used to measuring the value of things. The reason why I remember this oil painting is because the auction price is high: "You should sleep, or else Can't get up tomorrow. "
"Okay." Cheng Huan retracted her fingers and finally glanced at the woman. She turned her head and made a joke to Jiang Mingyuan: "I'm afraid I won't sleep in such an expensive place."
"Don't worry." Jiang Mingyuan frowned slightly. "If something is damaged, I can even pay for it."
Did she mean that?
Cheng Huan stared at the man who didn't seem to be a lie. She sighed and shrugged her shoulders: "I know, you should go to bed earlier, good night."
Jiang Mingyuan nodded, ran to his bedroom, brought the big suitcase, and said good night again, and then left the room.
The door was closed, and Cheng Huan sighed again. She opened the box, took a change of clothes, went into the bathroom, bypassed the bath tub, and took a shower in the rain.
The bathroom was equipped with toiletries, unopened, and the brand had never been seen before. Cheng Huan opened a set of shower gel and squeezed it and smelled it.
tasty.
She was relieved. The shower gel in the palm of her hand made bubbles and applied it to her body. The shower foam was full of bubbles and the smell was long-lasting. Cheng Huan stretched out her hands after bathing and asked about the elegant fragrance.
The bedroom is connected to the bathroom, just like the living room, it is also splendid, and even the cabinet at the foot of the bed is covered with pure gold.
Cheng Huan was lying in bed, looking at the paintings on the roof, and felt that there was a lot of psychological pressure. What should I do if these paintings become real?
She was lying on the bed thinking about it, the light sensed that the owner hadn't moved for a long time, and gradually went out. The room returned to darkness. The cruise ship was running smoothly, not much different from the shore. Cheng Huan closed her eyes, thinking she would lose sleep, but she slept extremely peacefully. .
The next day I woke up at half past six, the sun just hung up in the sky, and it looked unglamorous.
Cheng Huan wore a suspender nightdress, got up and opened the curtains, and the warm sunlight sprinkled on the window sill, making people look and feel open.
Outside the window was the endless sea surface. Opening the window, the sea breeze brought a salty and humid atmosphere. Cheng Huan stretched his waist toward the window sill and was preparing to find shoes. He heard the knocking of the door and faintly heard the stars calling her.
There was a long-haired carpet on the ground, and it didn't matter if she was barefoot. She just found a coat to cover and went out to open the door.
There were two fathers and sons next door, the stars followed Jiang Mingyuan, and a door opened and came in: "Mom, what about my little frog?"
Jiang Mingyuan did not check and did not hold his son. Some embarrassing explanations: "Did you disturb you? The child doesn't need the toothbrush here."
"It's okay, I'm just getting better." Cheng smiled and asked him to come in, and turned to catch up with the scurrying son: "Wait for me to find you."
The little frog that Xingxing said was his toothpaste and toothbrush. The toothpaste and toothbrush are matching. It has the frog logo on it. For convenience, this child is a very specific person. The toothbrushes used are all the same, not even the color. Changed.
Squeeze the toothpaste for his son and let his dad take it to brush his teeth. Cheng Huan closed the door and prepared to change his clothes.
She checked the temperature in advance, and she was wearing summer clothes. Once she wore a long dress with suspenders as long as ankles, the clothes were silk, the material was very light, the wind blew, the skirt fluttered, beautiful and temperamental.
After changing clothes and washing well, Cheng Huan took care of her hair and gave herself a make-up. The temperature on the island was high, and her makeup was also thin. She looked almost like Su Yan. Just after applying makeup, Jiang Mingyuan knocked on the door.
Cheng Huan put down her lipstick and went to open the door. The man outside the door took the child, and both of them had changed their clothes.
"Do you have breakfast? There is a cafeteria on the eleventh floor. If you don't want to go down, you can get someone to deliver it." Jiang Mingyuan looked at her and felt astonished again. He calmed down: "The seafood porridge here tastes good."
"Let's eat." Cheng Huan didn't want to be stuck in the room all the time, and then went out with the room card.
She was wearing a skirt, no bag, and no pockets on her body. Jiang Mingyuan glanced and took the room card in his own pocket, and sent his son over: "The child misses you a bit."
Xing Xing didn't sleep with her mother for the first time in these months. I felt unaccustomed to it.
The skirt was opened to the chest, and the skin on the chest was exposed as soon as she was dragged. Jiang Mingyuan grabbed his son with swift eyes, avoiding the danger of the child's death.
He tapped his son's head, pulled him aside, and taught him for the first time: "Don't do it, just say it here."