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Chapter 155 Misunderstanding

"But……"

Wan Yi still wants to struggle a little longer.

This is a gift given to me by the little girl. It’s a big gift for you. Am I not even worthy of adding a head to it?

Yan Zhan obviously didn't know that the foot massage basin was given to Wan Yi.

I thought the massage chair and massage footbath were all for him.

Seeing that Wan Yi wanted to help Manshu speak up, he said impatiently: "Just tell her that the old man in the family likes the gift she gave her."

"Okay, Third Master." Wan Yi nodded helplessly.

It seemed that he was going to say goodbye to his massage footbath in tears.

"Forget it, I'll tell her in person."

Yan Zhan saw Wan Yi's troubled look and simply waved him out.

After receiving the news from the clerk that the delivery was completed, Manshu hesitated whether to call Yan Zhan.

Will it disturb Third Uncle?

I don't know if he likes this gift or not.

There shouldn't be any misunderstanding, right?

She was a little unsure.

But since everything was delivered, I decided to make a phone call in person.

Coincidentally, when Manshu dialed the phone, Yan Zhan was also about to call her.

When I saw it was her number, I picked up the call.

"Hello?"

Yan Zhan's deep voice came through the phone, and Manshu was a little nervous.

"Is this Mr. Yan? I am Manshu. Have you received the gift that my friends and I gave you?"

"Yes, I got it." Yan Zhan's voice was calm, and there was no hint of emotion or anger at all.

"It's good to receive it. We just want to thank you for your help, because we don't know what to give you, and we also know that with your status, you don't lack anything."

"The massage chair is actually quite good. You work so long every day, so you need to relax..." Manshu explained for a long time, and finally asked, "I wonder if you like it?"

After asking this question, she felt a little regretful.

In fact, I regretted buying the massage chair. Who is Yan Zhan? Give him a massage chair.

Isn't this ridiculous?

"It's okay." Yan Zhan was silent for a moment before saying.

Manshu was stunned: "That's good."

I never expected that Uncle San would also like this kind of health care equipment for middle-aged and elderly people.

However, his daily life style is also like that of a veteran cadre, so it goes well with a massage chair.

"Massage foot basin..." Yan Zhan wanted to say that he had given the massage foot basin to the old man in his family.

But Manshu was one step ahead of him: "Oh, that foot massage basin is for Assistant Wan Te. After all, he accompanies us everywhere. Apart from you, he is the one I am most grateful for!"

Yan Zhan: "...Hmm."

Manshu wanted to say something else, but the phone had already been hung up.

She looked confused.

Forget it, as long as he likes the massage chair.

The massage footbath was given to Wanteshu. Please ask Wanteshu if it is useful when you have time.

After Yan Zhan hung up the phone, his face looked ugly, but his ears were slightly red.

He had no idea that the footbath was for Wan Yi.

He held his cell phone and clicked on Wan Yi's number to dial.

Didn't get through and hung up.

Put your phone aside and continue to look at your files and reports.

As for the massage footbath?

Just pretend this never happened.

Manshu had no idea that the foot massage basin had been accepted by Yan Zhan and used to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha.

Another person who received Manshu's gift was extremely happy.

The employees delivered the goods to Yan Zhan first and then to Zhu Lao.

I wish my hometown has nothing good to offer?

Massage and health care equipment start in the tens of thousands.

But the massage chair worth several thousand yuan sent by his young apprentice had just been assembled and he started using it!

Not only that, he couldn't help but want to show off to others.


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