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Chapter 52 I want you to take care of it? My sister is rich!

Lan Zhengyao glanced at him, and the corners of his mouth curled up unnoticeably. It seemed that this time he and his grandson had reached a united front.

The old man smiled cunningly, grabbed Ye Qiaoxi's hand and walked out, "Xixi, let's go and stay at grandpa's house for a few days."

"Grandpa, how can this be done?" Ye Qiaoxi was going crazy. She and Lan Xichen were fake, they were fake!

An Guohao was also anxious, "Lao Lan, this is not okay, Xixi belongs to our family..."

"Mr. An," Lan Xichen stood up slowly and glanced at him with sharp eyes, "I heard that there is a problem in the cooperation between your company and Guan."

An Guohao was stunned.

"Boy, I'll leave it to you." Lan Zhengyao raised his eyebrows, coaxing and pulling Ye Qiaoxi away, "Xixi, grandpa will treat you to ice cream."

Ye Qiaoxi was about to cry.

A few minutes later, Lan Xichen walked out. Although An Guohao behind him was reluctant, it was obvious that the conversation just now seemed to suit his wishes.

Lan Xichen directly pulled Ye Qiaoxi out of his grandfather's Rolls-Royce and stuffed it into his sports car.

"Lan Xichen, I can't stay at your house!" Ye Qiaoxi kept chattering as soon as she got in the car.

"Reason?" Lan Xichen drove the car out of Anjia.

Ye Qiaoxi stared at him in disbelief, "You still ask me? You obviously know the reason!"

"The plan has changed," Lan Xichen said coolly, "You need to live in the Lan family."

"I refuse!" Ye Qiaoxi pouted and sat in her seat angrily.

Lan Xichen didn't even look at her, "The daily salary is one thousand."

Ye Qiaoxi sat up straight, her eyes shining brightly, "RMB?!"

"Dollar."

"After tax?"

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"..."

"Haha, I'm rich!" Ye Qiaoxi was so happy that she counted her income this month, and her ten fingers were almost overwhelmed. "I want to go to the Alps, to the Grand Canyon, and to travel all over the world.

worldwide!"

Lan Xichen looked at her with disdain, "Ye Qiaoxi, can you act more like a nouveau riche?"

Ye Qiaoxi curled her lips proudly, "I want you to take care of me! I'm rich!"

Rolls Royce behind sports car.

"Anson, have you booked your flight to Switzerland?"

"It's booked, sir, at seven o'clock tonight."

Lan Zhengyao nodded, looked at the young couple in the car in front, smiled and touched his beard, "Haha, when I come back, I may have a grandson."

Anson's expression remained unchanged for a thousand years, "Congratulations, sir."


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