Soon, Song Ankang began to enjoy the degenerate life of a rich man again.

In the warm bath, Lan Xin'an and Xie Jiayi were next to him, massaged him back and relaxed his legs and feet, and Song Ankang just lie there and enjoyed it.

The soft little hands were wandering around the body. Song Ankang felt so comfortable that he didn't want to move. With the help of two pairs of soft gloves, his body gradually relaxed and his fatigue disappeared little by little.

At this time, Su Qiaoer brought the medicine juice she had just made and said it was a medicine juice, but its taste was not worse than the juice, and it was even better than many juices.

Song Ankang took a sip with the straw and felt comfortable. He was worthy of being the Royal Kitchen. The medicine made not only tastes good, but also has such amazing results.

Song Ankang did not say "thank you" or something. After all, these things are considered to be the subject of Lan Xin'an, Su Qiaoer and others. Song Ankang offered them such a high salary, so he naturally hoped to get all-round care.

Now it seems that Lan Xin'an, Xie Jiayi and others can be regarded as diligent and competent for their respective positions.

However, Xie Jiayi was a little naughty. While giving Song Ankang a massage, she quietly approached Lan Xin'an's ear and muttered to her not knowing what she was saying.

"Lanlan, our boss's legs and feet are almost perfect. I want to lick it a few times. Can you help me see if the boss is asleep? If he falls asleep, I will take advantage of it."

"The boss's back also looks very good, just like marble. Except for the feeling of a little weak, there are basically no flaws. However, after practicing for a while, the boss's back will not have any flaws, and it will definitely be perfect at that time."

"I have only seen women whose bodies look like works of art before, and it is the first time I have seen men whose bodies look like works of art. Lanlan, look at the arms, look at the lower abdomen, look at the thighs, look at this..."

...

Lan Xin'an's face turned red with shame, and she couldn't help pinching Xie Jiayi: "Jiayi, what are you doing? The boss is not asleep yet. If you are careful, the boss will drive you away. You are such a female hooligan."

"Hehe, everyone has the heart to love beauty, just like men love beauty, women love handsome guys, what a hooligan is there?" Xie Jiayi retorted, while talking, and quietly touched Song Ankang's thigh.

Lan Xin'an's face flushed, and she raised her feet and gave Xie Jiayi: "The boss is staring at you, be honest."

"Uh..." Xie Jiayi looked up and happened to see Song Ankang's sad eyes. She was so scared that she shrank her neck, laughed dryly at Song Ankang, lowered her head and massaged Song Ankang's feet honestly.

After taking the hot spring, Song Ankang felt his tired body completely recovered. With Lan Xin'an and Xie Jiayi's company, she returned to the living room and lay on the sofa to watch a movie.

Suddenly thinking about something, Song Ankang returned to the bedroom and took out a thick note, called He Yingyu to the study, and handed the note to He Yingyu.

"Mr. Song, this is..." He Yingyu took the notes in surprise.

Song Ankang smiled and said, "You can tell if you open it and take a look."

He Yingyu nodded and opened the notebook. It was a personal name inside. There were some introductions below each name. Below is the specific things these people have helped Song Ankang.

For example, the first page of notes is Zhang Xinzhi. Her birthday is June 26th every year. Her favorite foods include sweet and sour pork ribs and mapo tofu... There is a page for the introduction alone. The introduction is followed by many things Zhang Xinzhi has done to Song Ankang.

These things were taken care of Song Ankang in the hospital for 35 days, made 573 meals for Song Ankang, and spent 15,230 summers for Song Ankang... There were hundreds of them, all of which were how Zhang Xinzhi helped take care of Song Ankang.

Behind Zhang Xinzhi is Lin Yi, after Lin Yi is Yang Qiushuang, after Yang Qiushuang is Han Yuhong... One by one, who have helped Song Ankang, are among the thousands.

Those who helped Song Ankang a lot were Zhang Xinzhi, Lin Yi, Yang Qiushuang, etc., even He Yingyu was quite moved when she saw it. She didn't expect that these girls could do this for Song Ankang. No wonder Song Ankang has such a good relationship with them.

Song Ankang helped more, and these small helps were given bottles of water to Song Ankang, paid the bus fee to Song Ankang, and got something for Song Ankang... It seemed that it was just some trivial matters, but Song Ankang recorded them, and they were all in an orderly manner, which moved He Yingyu.

After a long time, He Yingyu put down the thick notebook and looked at Song Ankang and said, "Mr. Song, do you want to thank these people who have helped you?"

This thick note gave He Yingyu a deeper understanding of Song Ankang. She admired those who helped Song Ankang, and also admired Song Ankang for being able to record these things one by one.

If there was no gratitude, how could Song Ankang have achieved this level?

Repaying kindness is one of the most traditional and important virtues of the Daxia nation!

Even if you look at the whole world, those who are grateful will be respected by others.

Song Ankang nodded: "In the years I went to college, everyone who helped me was basically in my notebook, and there were only a few who didn't leave their names and contact information, so I couldn't remember them."

"I can't thank these people who have not left their names or contact information, but I can thank those in the notebook for their help. It would be fine if I didn't have the ability before, but now I have the ability, I naturally cannot ignore it."

"How does Mr. Song want to help them?" He Yingyu asked.

Song Ankang smiled and said, "You also know that my biggest advantage now is that I have money, and money happens to be an indispensable thing in modern society, so I am going to repay them in a more vulgar way."

"As the saying goes, you can repay the grace of water with a spring of water. You can calculate how much money you should pay for each person based on the information in your notebook, and then show it to me."

"What is the standard?" He Yingyu said.

Song Ankang thought for a while: "A regular help rewards 10,000 Xia Yuan, you can calculate based on this standard. As for how to hand over the money to these people who have helped me in the next step, I will think about it carefully."

"Okay, Mr. Song, I know what to do." He Yingyu nodded and left with her laptop, preparing to find relevant professionals to do some calculations.
Chapter completed!