The Mercedes-Benz drove over the overpass and entered the city.
Looking at the crowds of people outside the window, Liu Xiaolan felt like she was in a dream. Director Ye cured her cousin's disease, and her aunt actually gave him one hundred thousand yuan! Listening to the meaning of her aunt's words, she seemed to be afraid that Director Ye would be too little.
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One hundred thousand!
One hundred thousand!
Liu Xiaolan's current internship salary per month is 1,500 yuan. After the internship period, she can receive 2,500 yuan per month, and she can earn 30,000 yuan in a year. This is without removing any expenses. That is
It was said that Director Ye’s move this time was worth 10,000 yuan more than what she, Liu Xiaolan, earned in three years of work.
This... this is really comparing people to each other, it's so irritating! Why is Director Ye so powerful?
When the car drove to the downstairs of Liu Xiaolan's house, she finally came back to her senses. Ye Dong saw her off, looked up at the old tube building, reached out and took Liu Xiaolan's hand, and put a bank card in her palm.
"Take it, this is the income of your labor today." Ye Dong said with a smile.
"Uh... Director Ye, you can't do this! You must not do this! This is the medical expenses my aunt is giving you." Liu Xiaolan's whole body felt as if she had been electrocuted, and she was almost stunned.
"What medical expenses?" Ye Dong shook his head, "This is the income of your day's work today. Fifty thousand yuan for an old hen saved Director Qiu's daughter and her son. Fifty thousand yuan is the agency fee for treating your cousin." Ye Dong
It's very high-sounding.
"Fifty thousand yuan for a hen? Where can you find such a precious hen?" Liu Xiaolan clicked her tongue, "Also, I invited you to my cousin's place. Director Ye, how could I still accept you?
Where’s the money?”
Ye Dong put his hands behind his back and did not accept the bank card handed over by Liu Xiaolan. He looked like an outsider and said: "In my opinion, money is just a number. One hundred thousand, one million, one thousand
Wan... In my opinion, it's just a few extra zeros. If you are told to take it, just take it and follow Director Ye, you will never suffer a loss."
After Ye Dong finished speaking, he turned around and got into the Mercedes-Benz without waiting for Liu Xiaolan's reply. The Mercedes-Benz honked its horn at Liu Xiaolan and drove away.
Liu Xiaolan felt like she was in a dream. Before she woke up from one dream, another dream followed. But the bank card in her hand reminded her---this was not a dream!
"Director Ye, you are so handsome!"
Liu Xiaolan kissed the card hard, glanced at the Mercedes-Benz that was getting further away, and her face turned crimson. It wasn't until she saw the Mercedes-Benz disappear that she jumped up and down the stairs humming a ditty.
Under the command of Ye Dong, Mercedes-Benz drove all the way from the city to the Qianyu Apartment in the suburbs. Looking at the dreamlike apartment surrounded by water, Xiao Zhao was so shocked that he was driving. He originally thought that he
His boss was already considered a very wealthy person in the entire Leshan City, but what he saw in front of him overturned his understanding. How much manpower, financial and material resources would be needed to create such a four-sided building?
Water villa?
Not long after the car drove onto the suspension bridge, as a soldier, he keenly felt that there were groups of bodyguards hidden on all sides, and he couldn't help but add a lot of points to Ye Dong.
"Master Ye, it's an honor to meet you. My name is Zhao Qianjun, you can call me Xiao Zhao." Zhao Qianjun, who had remained silent along the way, introduced himself.
"Don't call me Young Master Ye, I'm not Young Master Ye." Ye Dong smiled and shook hands with Zhao Qianjun, "You can call me Ye Dong, or you can call me Director Ye."
"Okay, from now on I will be Director Ye." Zhao Qianjun's withered face showed a rare smile, "On behalf of our husband and wife, I would like to thank Director Ye again for curing our young lady's illness. This is my business card. From now on,
If there is anything you can do to help your brothers, Director Ye, feel free to speak up."
Ye Dong couldn't help but his eyes lit up. This Xiao Zhao was a very discerning person and very good at self-promotion. After taking the business card, the two left each other's phone numbers, and Zhao Qianjun drove away again in the Mercedes-Benz.
Ye Dong hugged the wooden sculpture and walked on the soft lawn. At this moment, his mood was so beautiful, because this wooden sculpture was not an ordinary wood, it was a sandalwood sculpture. The moment he cut open the belly of Maitreya Buddha, he
I smelled a strong scent of sandalwood. Such a sandalwood wood carving could be sold for at least hundreds of thousands in the market.
Carrying the Maitreya Buddha, Ye Dong happily returned to his room. He took out a very rare glue from the space ring, wiped it on the appalling belly of the big-bellied Buddha, then pressed the cut piece of wood on the belly, and said casually
After blowing a breath, the sandalwood sculpture was intact again.
Even Ye Dong himself felt that he was so smart that he could turn rubbish into treasure that others wanted to throw away!
After repairing the Maitreya Buddha, Ye Dong came to the living room. He felt that the villa was too quiet today, and it was abnormally quiet. He couldn't hear Chen Tiantian's wanton screams when he defeated his opponent, or when Sister Xue Qing led the Shen sisters to practice yoga.
The floor above my head was bouncing. Where did everyone go?
He suddenly heard a sound coming from the kitchen, so he walked to the kitchen. There was a beautiful figure cooking noodles with his back to him.
The figure from the back was wearing a pink suspender dress, revealing her snow-white shoulders, her long, dark hair like a waterfall draped behind her, and her feet wearing a pair of small slippers with cartoon patterns.
The flames in the gas stove kept roaring, and the noodles in the pot had begun to boil. The figure behind him was obviously not proficient in kitchen skills, and he was in a hurry for a while.
"Eaaah!"
The figure from behind screamed and accidentally burned his fingers with the heat.
"What's wrong? Where's the injury?"
Ye Dong rushed forward, struck with lightning, and turned off the natural gas switch. The milky white foam in the pot had overflowed and poured on the gas stove, making a faint sound. Pungent white smoke immediately appeared on the gas stove.
Ye Dong turned around and saw clearly the beautiful face on the back. It turned out to be Wen Ruohan.
Wen Ruohan's face was full of pain, her right index finger was slightly raised, and the belly of her finger was red.
"Did your hand get burned?"
Ye Dong reached out and grabbed her little hand, opened his mouth and took the red finger into his mouth.
"Hey! What are you doing?" Wen Ruohan looked at him in surprise, her delicate body trembling slightly.
"Use saliva to disinfect your fingers and cool them down." Ye Dong said vaguely.
"Asshole! You...you took advantage of me!" Wen Ruohan was angry and ashamed. Why did this guy just take someone's finger in his mouth without their consent?
"Yeah~"
But the tingling sensation on her hands made Wen Ruohan couldn't help but moan.
At this moment, it was Ye Dong's turn to be surprised. This girl's body was actually so sensitive. He just held her finger in his mouth and she felt it.
"Let go! Uh, no, let go!" After making that sound, Wen Ruohan felt extremely shy. What happened to her today? Why did she lose her composure in front of this stinky man?
Ye Dong did not "let go" obediently, but held it in his mouth for a while longer, and took Wen Ruohan to the sink, where he put her scalded little hand in cold water and rinsed it for a long time.
"Feel it now, does it still hurt?" Ye Dong wiped the sweat on his forehead and said.
"...Huh? It really doesn't hurt anymore." After feeling it carefully, Wen Ruohan's eyes lit up.
Ye Dong's eyes also lit up, because he discovered that Wen Ruohan was actually empty inside. On the chest of the pink suspender skirt, there were two small protrusions like grapes. This girl was not wearing a bra.
"Thank you." Wen Ruohan said her thanks sincerely.
In fact, she has been very conflicted in her heart. She doesn't know how to get along with Ye Dong. How can she give in to her baby if she is so proud?
At the beginning, after Ye Dong rescued her in the intensive care unit, she even wanted to write Ye Dong a check for 10 million on the spot, so that Ye Dong would slap his ass and leave immediately. But when Ye Dong faced her at that time, no matter what he said or said,
Even her behavior was very decent. Only then did she dispel the extreme thoughts in her mind.
But after getting along with her for the past few days, she found that Ye Dong completely ignored her existence. This made her very hurt. Am I not beautiful enough? Am I not sexy and charming enough? But why didn’t Ye Dong pursue her?
On the contrary, I am always hanging around Sister Xueqing’s skirt all day long? He is my Wen Ruohan’s fiancé!
After hearing many words many times, often even she gradually starts to believe them. For example, Chen Tiantian makes fun of her all day long about the fact that Ye Dong is her fiancé. Although she always sneers and refuses
Admit it. But as time went by, she found a position in her heart as a cheap fiancé. It was a very strange feeling.
Wen Ruohan was very nervous when she met Ye Dong in the kitchen today. This was the first time they had been alone together since they had known each other for so long. Wen Ruohan knew that Sister Xue Qing had gone home, and that damn girl Chen Tiantian had led the Shen sisters there.
After a shopping spree, she was the only one left in such a big villa. No, there were two of them, and the dead pig-headed Ye Dong.
In fact, Ye Dong had a very complicated mood when facing Wen Ruohan. This time when he was ordered to leave the island, his first and most important task was to rescue her. But after Wen Ruohan woke up, his attitude towards him changed.
He was so disappointed. He is also an extremely proud person. If others don't treat him like a meal, why should he treat others like a meal?
Two extremely proud men and women, although they see each other all day long, they conceal each other's reserve in their hearts. And this reserve is in front of the two of them again today.
"Are you hungry? I'll cook a bowl of noodles for you." Ye Dong broke the silence first. He poured out the noodles that Wen Ruohan had cooked into rotten porridge, wiped the pot skillfully, and began to cook the noodles.
Wen Ruohan stood by the sink, quietly watching Ye Dong's every move. The expression on her face was very complicated. She wanted to leave the kitchen immediately, but she couldn't move her legs. At this time, a white shadow rushed into the kitchen with a whoosh.
"Ah! Rat!"
Wen Ruohan screamed, rushed in front of Ye Dong, hugged his neck, tied his legs together, and hung on Ye Dong like a koala.
