She turned back and stared at Ouyang Chengjun, who was still sitting on the president's chair, and raised her slender eyebrows.
"Which department?" After a while, she asked again.
"I...I'm the president's secretary." She stuttered and finally finished.
"Really? Secretary! Secret secretary, that's great." She put down the hand that was lifting Xiaofang's chin. "Stop wearing clothes. Take off your clothes. Let me see if your figure is worthy of our family." Chengjun." She crossed her arms on her chest, her tone carrying an irresistible command.
"No... don't..." Xiaofang used her hands to hold her body tightly. Her eyes were still looking at Ouyang Chengjun, as if begging him.
"I'm going to a meeting, you guys have fun." Ouyang Chengjun took a document on the desk and told them tepidly. When passing by Shen Jingni, he deliberately looked at her A kiss on the cheek.
He just left like that, completely ignoring Shen Jingni's face, which was purple with anger, and her sharp eyes.
"Bang..." The office door was slammed shut by Ouyang Chengjun.
Shen Jingni stretched out her hand and wiped away the saliva remaining on her cheek that had been kissed by Ouyang Chengjun. Her expression looked even more disgusting.
"Shen...Miss Shen, I..."
"Papa..." Shen Jingni's heavy slap fell on the woman's face. She went crazy and vented all her anger on Xiaofang.
This is what happens after having sex with her man.
If Ouyang Chengjun was still in the office at this time, she would never hit this woman, because she wanted to maintain her demeanor and not let Ouyang Chengjun see that she cared about him so much.
Ouyang Chengjun did it on purpose. He deliberately chose to perform this scene in the office today. He just wanted to make this little woman angry so that she would not be with him and protest against the marriage.
It's just that even Ouyang Chengjun himself didn't expect that the little woman just now didn't show her anger when she saw Xiaofang's virtue.
No. 17, Mianxiu Garden.
After detouring for a long time, they finally arrived at the house that Wang Mochen had rented online.
"Wait a minute, this doesn't seem right?"
When Wang Yulin and her family were about to go upstairs with their things, the taxi driver stopped them.
"What's wrong? Let me handle it." Wang Mofeng asked his mother and uncle to carry the things, and quickly took his brother upstairs.
He could imagine with his toes that the taxi driver would have nothing else to do except talk to them about money.
Of course, that little milk bag is only so sensitive about money matters.
"Kids, you asked me to take you around in such a big circle. Six hundred yuan is not enough."
Of course six hundred yuan is not enough. If it were enough, would Wang Mofeng be able to agree to him so easily?
When he was at the airport, he had already looked at the navigation in his hand. The section from the international airport to Mianxiu Garden cost no more than 600 yuan, but almost 400 yuan was enough. However, he did not tell the driver that it was Mianxiu Garden. No. 17, so the fare on this section of the road is already far more than 600 yuan.
"We have already agreed before." Wang Mofeng put his small hands on his waist, looking very reasonable.
"But the address you mentioned before is not No. 17."
"But I said, it's Mianxiu Garden. You said you didn't know the way. I helped you find the money and asked you to give me directions. I'm doing you a favor. I don't want to be nagging you."
"Hey, you kid, your accent doesn't sound like you're from City A? You're only a few years old, and you want to pretend to be a gangster when you first arrive in City A?"
Wang Mofeng heard that the driver's tone was wrong, and his dark eyes kept spinning.
"Chengguan, come and crack down on street gambling." Wang Mofeng pointed at the back of the car and shouted loudly.
"Chengguan..."
When the driver turned around, Wang Mofeng took the opportunity to run upstairs.
When a money fan meets a money fan, the smarter one will always win.
"Ah! This house is so beautiful." Wang Yulin couldn't help but exclaimed as soon as she entered the house.
I didn't feel it from the outside before, but now inside, it looks similar to those big villas.
"Baby Mo Chen, is this really the house you personally chose? It's great." Wang Yulin squatted next to Wang Mo Chen, held his little cheek, and kissed him fiercely. "It must be very expensive? Is it worth it?
How much money?" After she came back to her senses, she wanted to calculate how much the house price was in City A.
"Ask your little son." Wang Mochen just shrugged his shoulders, looking nonchalant.
However, this house is really nice, hundreds of times better than the small house they lived in in the United States.
"Mo Feng, Beibei, this...isn't this a lot of money?" Wang Mofeng had just come upstairs, and the little heartbeat that ran past was still beating wildly.
However, his mother, instead of asking him how he was going to solve the problem, became concerned about the money issue first.
Is he a money-crazy, or is his mom a money-crazy?
Ever since the two brothers were sensible, my mother seemed to have calculated every money carefully. But in the past two years, she had handed over the financial power into his hands, so she didn't ask any more questions. What happened today?
"Half a month's living expenses for our family can be used to cover one month's rent. I only paid one month's rent now, okay? Hee hee..."
"What did you say?" Wang Yulin put her hands on her waist and shouted loudly. The voice almost shook the entire floor. "For our family of four, the maximum amount of food, drink, and food we can get will not exceed 80 yuan, and
Sometimes, in the middle of the night, you guys still need to eat some snacks, and your uncle still needs to buy some school supplies. No matter how you calculate it, it will not exceed one hundred yuan. One hundred yuan a day..." She muttered while using
Counting with his own fingers.
"Don't forget it, Ms. Wang, the monthly rent is one thousand and five thousand." He was really annoyed by his mother's nagging voice.
"One thousand and five!" She was surprised again.
"A house like this one in Mianxiu Garden is a lower-middle-class house in City A. But all the furniture inside is complete. As long as people move in, they can live in it immediately. There are also cheap houses, at least eight
One hundred yuan, but there is nothing in it, and you have to buy it yourself. May I ask Ms. Wang, what would you choose? More importantly, this is the house chosen by your precious eldest son Wang Mochen." He explained to Wang Yulin, who had just entered spring.
How could the weather make him feel that the temperature inside the house at this time was like early summer?
Does she think he doesn't feel sorry for her? Asking him for an extra penny is like taking his life.
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