The sweetheart daddy in the United States is equivalent to a domestic big shot. To put it more bluntly, it is a beautiful girl who has a body, and a rich old man who has a money pays. It is almost another way to keep it. In short, that's it.

"Just say you are sweet-hearted daddy. How much is it worth just like her?" Jian Heng said casually.

It wasn't that Jian Hengxiang belittled the other girl, but that he didn't think about this problem at all. He just said it casually to make fun of Zhang Jialiang.

Zhang Jialiang said: "I don't want much, $100,000 a year, but what I want to talk to her is about love, not the exchange of money and **. Do you understand the boss?" Zhang Jialiang said.

Jian Heng retorted: "I understand, you kid just can't think of money to play with others for nothing! After having fun, I've had enough fun. I've been so happy that I've vomited. I've broken up with others on the excuse of being disagreeable with temperament, disagreeable values, and even farting when sleeping..."

"I don't want to talk to you now." Zhang Jialiang was directly angry by Jian Heng and started driving the car with anger.

"If you want to talk about love, you just want to find a good girl to concentrate on talking. You don't know what messing things are going on all day long. Do you think I don't know. The girls in the town are almost made by you, just be more peaceful and mature!" Jian Heng began to scold Zhang Jialiang.

Zhang Jialiang did not refute, because he knew that the reason why Jian Heng said that he was because he cared about himself and had expectations for him. Zhao Wei, who was also messy, had never even mentioned it. "It's not that I don't want to settle down, it's that these girls look pretty good, but they feel that there are problems when they get along with each other!..." "The old saying goes, if the water is clear, there will be no fish, and if the people are too careful, there will be no disciples. You can't see any shortcomings in your eyes, how can you do it?..." When you said this, seeing that Zhang Jialiang didn't listen at all, so Jian Heng had to sigh.

He drove back home in the light rain. As soon as Jian Heng entered the house, he found that Damai and Xiaomai were about to go out, so he stopped them and asked the question he had just asked Zhang Jialiang.

Barley and wheat said in unison: "It must be that there is oil underground!"

Jian Heng was speechless when he answered, and waved his hands to the two of them: "Go, go!"

Dabaie and Xiaomai smiled and kissed Jian Heng, then walked out of the house with a smile.

As he had a question in his heart, Jian Heng began to worry about tomorrow's deal, thinking that this person named Qiao would not be playing tricks on himself, right?

Thinking of this, I wanted to call He Ye and use his cell phone to calculate. It's almost late at night in China. This guy is either drunk or doing something shameful. Don't be afraid of a phone call, so I endured not to call He Ye.

In the following time, Jian Heng was thinking about what the two goods were for buying the ranch at a high price? This idea kept entangled with Jian Heng. Even the next day, he signed the contract calmly and the bank's money was put into the account of his own ranch. Jian Heng was still thinking about this question: What are the medicines sold in the gourds of these two goods!

That day, Jian Heng was bored and continued to worry about this matter. Suddenly he heard a knock at the door of the house, and Simon's voice came in outside.

"Come in!" Jian Heng withdrew his thoughts of running around and turned his gaze to the slowly opened door.

Simon pushed open the door, turned around carefully and closed the door, and then walked into the living room with a smile on his face.

"What's the matter? Simon" Jian Heng didn't know what Simon was looking for him.

Simon was stunned for a moment and said, "Teacher..."

"Wait, who gave you this teacher?" Jian Heng was a little dizzy, and he almost couldn't hear that this was the Chinese pronunciation.

"Barie teaches, it sounds better to say this."

When he heard that it was Damai, Jian Heng raised his hand: "Okay, continue, is there anything wrong with me?"

"Teacher, you said you helped me increase fat, but did you forget?" Simon was a little confused, and couldn't help but think of the Chinese customs he talked about in class. The Chinese said he had eaten it, but it was just a kind of polite word. It was not to invite you to dinner. Now Simon felt that the teacher was polite wording here, and he didn't really want to help him.

Although Simon paid for the special training, Simon knew that the chief teacher in front of him was a bit willful. Many times, money could solve problems, but it did not necessarily solve all problems. If he didn't want to take this job, Simon had to spend four or five hours every time he started filming, which was extremely difficult to apply silicone props.

Simon doesn't want to do this, because it's a bit too low-level for a person who wants to become a real actor. Simon's idols always want to be fat when they want to be fat, and they can make their body feel like they want to be thin. They can make their body feel like they want to be thin, and they can be fat when they want to be fat. That's the real ability.

It turned out that Simon was thinking too much. When he heard that it was this, Jian Heng immediately slapped his mind: "Look at my memory, why did you forget this matter? Do you have any data? Let me take it to see?"

When Simon heard this, he immediately handed the handbag to Jian Heng's hand.

Jian Heng opened it and found that the first one was what Simon looked like after changing. Seeing such a photo made Jian Heng jealous, because even if Simon became slightly fat, he was still a handsome guy. This face was not comparable to Jian Heng.

After moving away from the first photo, Jian Heng saw some data given by the makeup artist, such as how much fat you need to increase your buttocks and how much fat you need to increase your waist.

After roughly looking through it, Jian Heng had a solution and hugged the handpiece from the coffee table: "Do you still have this thing? If you have one, give me a copy. Let's hurry up or not, and start today if you can!"

"This one is for you, I still have it there," Simon said with a smile.

"That's fine. You go back first. Let's start in the afternoon. First, recharge your belly with anger. By the way, you should not go to class from the afternoon. Your class has changed from a room to a restaurant. In the next month, your main task is to eat and cooperate with a small amount of exercise," said Jian Heng.

"I understand, I will follow your arrangements anyway," Simon said happily.

After saying that, Simon stood up from the sofa: "I'll go back first."

"Well, okay, by the way, don't take the following classes. I will ask Coach Damai to hang up your class hours for the rest of the courses. After this stage is completed, you will use "Jian Heng to say "Jian Heng." "Okay!"

Just like that, Simon came out of Jian Heng's house and went back to the dormitory directly. Jian Heng began to study the report sent by Simon. Jian Heng regarded this matter as a challenge. In the past, he was thin and had to be fat all over his body. Now Simon's requirements are much more refined. Some parts need not have much fat, and some parts need to be very obvious. Jian Heng had never encountered such a requirement before.

After taking the report to the study, Jian Heng began to do a training plan for Simon. This thing is useless, but as a formal and effective body control center, you must have these things because it allows your customers to see the time you have paid for them.

This thing is mainly used to deal with inspections, but sometimes it is still useful, just like Jian Heng's example now, but he can only understand many things, such as aw350 doses, and only he knows when such a drink is, and which statue in the space he takes, the water sprayed out from the mouth of the mouth.

As he thought, Jian Heng gave an example of the entire step, and then carefully considered it. After thinking that there was no problem, he raised his leg and entered the space and began to prepare a drink for Simon.

Now there is a set of hand-filled filling equipment not far from the fountain in the space. Jian Heng came in today not only for Simon, but also for the goods in Shanghai's body shaping center. Jian Heng is preparing to prepare more goods, and after all, he has to make a volume of one and a half to two months.

After entering the space, it wouldn't be fine if you work first. There are two wives here, so Jian Heng slipped to the palace of Selina and Blackley and accompanied them to talk for a while. "Oh, by the way, the bottle you said last time was not stylish enough. I asked someone to make a few more bottles. I think it's not bad. Let's take a look at it?" Selina said.

Jian Heng scratched the back of his head after hearing this: "Did I talk about the bottle?"

Blackley nodded: "Well, you mentioned it, and you have mentioned it more than once. I listened to it in front of me, but Selena was thinking about it."

"Thank you, then take it and have a look," said Jian Heng.

When Selena heard this, she immediately waved her hand to the waitress standing at the door. She then turned around and walked out of the hall with insight.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the waiter who went out brought seven women and came back with a bunch of bottles and jars.

"Yo!" Jian Heng didn't expect that there would be so many.

Each bottle is exquisite and has a special style. This is a decorative technique that is not available in the earth's world. For example, some bottles are gilded and pinched silver on them. The formula is vulgar, but the effect is not vulgar. Some bottles are slender and beautiful, while others are rough and powerful. After only half of the bottles are seen, Jian Heng felt that his eyes were almost dazzled.

"Forget it, come and help me pick it." Jian Heng simply walked back, sat back on the chair, and gave the task of picking the bottle to Selena and Blackley.

Otherwise, women are talented in shopping. The two women picked up bottles together for almost two and a half hours. After they finished picking, Jian Heng woke up after sleeping for a while.

"Not bad, not bad!" Jian Heng nodded and praised when he saw the four bottles in front of him.

Although I didn't see how these four bottles were compared to others, Isn't it a pity to talk about this with women? So Jian Heng was not only serious, but also the expression on his face was quite serious. Both women were a little bit older, and their lives were so smooth now. In this world, the people who could make them angry are not just Jian Heng, and these people are not angry for them now. Therefore, the two "goddesses" had forgotten their previous professional training.

"Pick one by yourself"

"What are you picking? You want all four kinds." Jian Hengda waved his hand: "The rough bottle is for muscle building, the slender bottle is for body building, the big belly bottle is for fat building, and the long cylindrical bottle is for something else, just right."

"It's up to you!" Selina doesn't care. Anyway, these bottles are not made by themselves: I don't think you like what you like outside, wouldn't it be better to bring the whole family here?"

Jian Heng thought for a while and said, "You don't understand!"

In fact, for Jian Heng, there is an unreal feeling in the things in the space. He has thought about it, but what to do when he comes back here, just be scammers and wait for death? It would be better to stay in the earth world, at least you have to "living" your life, making money, and living every day.

It’s so cool here, but sometimes invincible is also a kind of torment. Most people don’t have the opportunity to experience Jian Heng’s state of mind, because at this point you must be a god first. If you have a person on earth who wants to be a god, it will eventually become a joke.

"Okay, the time is almost over. I'll go back first and ask them to prepare the bottles as soon as possible, and each one is tentatively set to be 500," said Jian Heng.
Chapter completed!