The rest of the company looked at Zhang Fan with envy, and Zhang Fan patted his belly with relief.

  vomit.

  Some girls feel disgusting, this guy, this guy, this is showing off...

  Too shameless.

  But still envy, a lot, a lot of money!

  "I decided to invite everyone to dinner!"

  Zhang Fan laughed.

  "Okay!"

  All ready to clap.

  As a result, Zhang Fan immediately added: "Cough, I am joking."

  Depend on.

  just know...

  Zhang Fan felt the deep malice of the people around him!

  Boss Yang waved his hand and said, "The meeting is over! Besides, Zhang Fan will come to my office!"

  it's me again?

  Boss, you won't like me, will you?

  Looking for it every day is really not a good thing.

  When Boss Yang left, everyone looked at Zhang Fan with sympathy.

  Sure enough, the money is not easy to make.

  Zhang Fan returned to the office with the cash, put the money away, adjusted his state, and walked into Boss Yang's office.

  house.

  Boss Yang was still the same. After seeing Zhang Fan, he took off his shoes and put his feet wrapped in black stockings on the chair. She always liked this feeling very much.

  Zhang Fan is slightly immune to this thing, and his eyes are more focused on the tea on the coffee table.

  Good tea.

  Good oolong.

  "If you want to drink, you can drink it, someone else gave it, I won't get that thing!"

  Boss Yang said indifferently.

  Zhang Fan was not polite, just sat down and made tea.

  soon.

  There was a piece of music from Boss Yang. Zhang Fan was familiar with this music. The tune of Jishen, a thousand-year-old, came from the island country of Dongying. This tune was also the reason why Hanick became popular.

  Quzi, Yaya, once combined, remembering what Zhang Zifeng said in the morning, Zhang Fan knew what the boss was going to say.

  "Yaya is good-looking, or am I good-looking?"

  "The boss is the most beautiful in the world!"

  Zhang Fan laughed.

  As long as you pay me, I can write an essay to praise you.

  "I dance, what do you think?"

  Boss Yang asked enchantingly.

  Zhang Fan almost threw out the excellent purple clay pot worth [-] yuan.

  He raised his head.

  "Boss, are you serious?"

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Chapter [-] An Old Woman Nearing Thirty Years Old (For Collection, Fourth)

  Women are animals that love to compare.

  When he was with Cheng Xiaoguo before, Zhang Fan saw a little beauty on the side of the road, and when Cheng Xiaoguo came home, he would complain all kinds of things.

  This happens to both men and women.

  At that time, Cheng Xiaoguo would praise him when he saw the handsome guy. Zhang Fan also got angry. The result of his anger was that when he was young, he would be fine.

  After a long time, for more than three or four years, Zhang Fan himself took the blanket and went to the sofa to sleep.

  He was too lazy to deal with her.

  She didn't bother to talk to him either.

  Looking at the woman on the opposite side with a very serious expression, Zhang Fan felt that this oolong tea was tasteless.

  "Boss, I think you can think about it, don't get carried away by such trivial matters! You have to be clear, whether it's Cheng Xiaoguo, Zhang Zifeng, or Yaya...their little jokes are all Short-term effects, no effect."

  Zhang Fan advised.

  Boss Yang ignored him, got up, half wearing high heels, and pulled the curtain directly, so that people outside could not see the situation inside the room.

  She just watched Zhang Fan make tea.

  "Boss, I've been divorced, we're not suitable..."

  "You think it's beautiful! I'm just curious, where did you learn the art of tea?"

  "Old men's hobbies, drinking tea is not a good thing, but young people are not suitable for drinking tea, it is not good for health care too early."

  Zhang Fan laughed.

  "..."

  Boss Yang did not continue to struggle with the topic of tea art, but insisted on his own decision.

  "Do you know the nature of women?"

  Boss Yang asked suddenly.

  Zhang Fan poured a cup and tasted it. It was really fragrant. It must be expensive. No wonder the rich are good, and the rich tea is different.

  "Buy, buy, buy?"

  He looked up at her.

  Zhang Fan gave such an answer, Boss Yang rolled his eyes at Zhang Fan, and said angrily, "Why did your wife marry you for so long, so she's not angry?"

  "No, my wife will fight. If she can't quarrel with me, she will beat me!"

  "Your face is trained by fighting, right?"

  Boss Yang rolled his eyes.

  You are the boss, what you say is what you say.

  Zhang Fan doesn't care about this small contest, he has a feeling that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

  "It's not about being serious with you. Let me tell you that what women want is actually caring, and some want a sense of security... No, don't change the subject for me! I almost let you fool me, I told you clearly You, I am better than Yaya!"

  "What's the picture? You are all so old, and you are still robbing this?"

  Zhang Fan said subconsciously.

  "Ok?"

  Boss Yang stared.

  Sure enough, it was wrong!

  Boss Yang grabbed a pen in his hand and smashed it directly. Zhang Fan turned his head to avoid it. Fortunately, the good tea was almost destroyed.

  "I'll discuss my age later, the next time I throw it away, it won't be a pen!"

  "I understand, I understand, you can throw stinky socks."

  Zhang Fan laughed.

  Boss Yang and Zhang Fan didn't get along for a long time. Seeing him messing around, in fact, he was diverting the topic.

  This ability is not something common people have.

  "Your tricks are useless to me... I told you clearly that I plan to dance. I know your post-production skills, and I think it's ok."

  Boss Yang said coldly.

  just kill me.

  Zhang Fan put down the tea and said, "Boss, I think if you think the salary offered to me is too high, you can lower it."

  Smelly man.

  not pursuing...

  "I probably understand why your wife divorced you! Do you know that? Men have to be self-motivated, you are too unchased, and you can't see a future marriage, how can a woman survive

  What? "

  Boss Yang put on a lesson tone.

  Right and wrong.

  This kind of thing, the parties know best.

  Zhang Fan shrugged indifferently.

  Boss Yang stood up.

  This time, I didn't wear high heels, I walked back and forth on the ground with bare feet, opened the music software, played a tune, and then danced slightly.

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