Mr. Dior

Chapter 63: Daughter-in-law of the President of the Fallen (9) ┃Let’s end this relationship

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Two pictures, one sentence, are more convincing than the long comment of the anonymous resigner. The fans of Zhang Chenfei's fans were so excited that they forwarded like crazy.

[Ah, the master is also here to show affection, but the dog food is a bit expensive! 】

[Speaking of my chenfei dad eating soft rice, wide your dog eyes, you don’t understand the romance of the rich! do not know! 】

The chicken soup noodles returned one after another, holding on to the firm belief in "Zhang Chenfei's Success Study" written by no one, as if they were not the ones who shouted that there is no grassroots way to survive in this world a few days ago.

[My minister, father, Q, a high-achieving student, won the world number one in the game design competition when he was in college, and he became a top-notch giant from scratch, and he is still a great man. What happened to Jack Subensu! Dissatisfied to fight! 】

It was not enough to praise the idol, and then I picked up the article that slandered Zhang Chenfei, and analyzed the loopholes in various techniques. I don’t understand the financial industry and analyze it blindly, and criticize the article for nothing.

The follow-up processing was handed over to the Shi Fei Legal Department. The financial company that failed to manage its employees, and the person who spread the rumors and made troubles, had to wait for the lawsuit.

The matter was basically resolved, but Zhang Chenfei was not very happy, even a little angry.

When picking up Jiao Qi from get off work in the evening, he directly asked him: "What do you give me so much money for?"

Jiao Qi hugged Guangzong in the back seat. Today is Friday, and the two are going to return to the villa. Zhang Chenfei took Guangzong a long time after get off work. He rubbed the dog and asked unhurriedly: "What's the money?"

"Basho's 5% share, do you know how much it is? You are an insult to my personality!" At first, he was forced to sell himself to save Lao Gao and Shi Fei. Now he finally turned over, and was about to start over with Young Master Jiao as an equal, but this person gave him money again.

"Huh?" How could this be an insult to personality, Jiao Qi was helpless, "You know, Shi Fei's 5% equity is much more valuable than Basho's 5%."

"As long as you give it, it is invaluable."

Jiao Qi blushed suddenly, this unwarranted love story almost flashed the young master's waist: "You are really... why are you suddenly saying this..."

"This is the basic quality of the service industry." Zhang Chenfei called out the "Seventy-two Sentence Techniques to Please the Gold Master" downloaded by Louis XIV and showed it to his little wife.

"..."

"But the previous sentence is serious. You are insulting me. I don't want this equity. Just order an 8,000 luxury package to make me happy."

"No, you sleep with the dog tonight!"

The grumpy eldest master was annoyed and ordered the gadgets not to sleep in the master bedroom at night. After dinner, Zhang Chenfei, who could not get into the bedroom, wrote a diary in the large study of the villa griefly.

Friday, the villa.

At 21:00, Lao Gao has already redeemed it, and the young master gave me shares. But I can't ask for this money, how can I ask for it? He doesn't understand, he doesn't understand my heart. Ah, why is this little prince who does not know the suffering of the world so fascinating

Jiao Qi slept in a daze until the middle of the night, feeling the bedroom door opened slightly, and awakened suddenly. Without Zhang Dazzle by his side, his sleep was very shallow, and he sat up and quickly turned on the headlight. Zhang Chenfei, with a dog in his armpit, was squeezing in.

"Don't worry if you come back to sleep sneakily, what are you doing with the dog?" Jiao Qi breathed a sigh of relief and lay back again.

"You let me sleep with the dog, and didn't say where to sleep." Zhang Chen confidently put the dog on the sofa and climbed onto the bed by himself.

Jiao Qi didn't bother to care about him, turned the light down, and soon a warm body was attached to his back.

"Let's end this relationship." Zhang Chenfei whispered, rubbing against the back of Xiaojiao's wife's neck.

"What's the relationship?" Jiao Qi chuckles, isn't this guy going to break up

"Money relations."

"Oh, I thought you were talking about physical relations." Jiao Qi patted his big hand in his pajamas and turned off the light to sleep.

"That can't be over. I won't ask for your money anymore, but people still want it."

"Hey! What time is it, don't make trouble, um..."

The next morning, Zhang Chen overslept, opened his eyes and the place next to him was empty, and there was two hundred yuan in cash next to the pillow. It proves the young master's determination to maintain a financial relationship with him.

I know, your body has been transformed, so hungry and thirsty...

I heard that you like to play spawning play. Although I don’t understand very well, I will try my best to cooperate with you...

The piling machine workers are also charged by the hour...

Two hundred at a time, I won’t take advantage of you...

Zhang Chenfei walked downstairs tremblingly, and was drained of courage by this shameful script: "Housekeeper, don't you have a whole durian at home?"

"No, only cut."

"That's good."

Jiao Qi, who insisted on exercising, took Guangzong for a run. He heard this conversation as soon as he entered the living room. He took the hot towel handed by the housekeeper and wiped his sweat, raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhang Dadi who was standing on the stairs.

Zhang Chenfei swallowed his saliva: "Then what, come up for a shower, and finish eating."

Handing Guangzong, who was all over the soil, to the housekeeper, Jiao Qi stepped up the stairs step by step, grabbed Zhang Chenfei's ears and carried the person into the house.

"Wake up?" Jiao Qi took off his coat and glanced at the guy rubbing his ears.

"Hey, baby, you have worked hard these days." Zhang Chen leaned in to help Jiao Qi take off his sports vest.

"Go on the other side." Jiao Qi took off his impure hand, took off his clothes, walked into the bathroom barefoot, and shut Zhang Chenfei who was trying to follow up outside the door. After taking a shower, someone was already waiting by the chair with a hair dryer.

I quickly dried my little wife's hair. The soft hair was passed between my fingers. My fingers couldn't help but slide down the outline, lifted Yanyan's chin, and bowed his head and kissed: "Yanyan, I'm very happy."

In the past few years, because he is fully capable of handling all business matters, he has almost never troubled Jiao Qi. Seeing Xiaojiao's wife protecting him like this, even if he kneels for a day, durian is worth it.

"Why don't you tell me when you are having trouble in business?" Jiao Qi looked up at him.

"Huh? My business has always been very good." Zhang Chenfei is unclear. Therefore, things like this kind of slander often happen. Last year, someone said that he cheated Gao Shiqing and took control of Shifei.

Bending over to hug Xiaojiao's wife from behind, holding one ear tip, and smiling lowly: "It doesn't matter what others think of me, it doesn't matter how strong I am."

The covered ears reddened at a speed visible to the naked eye.