"Doudu, I will be so poor that I won't have a penny in the future. I will ask the boss to call you directly for salary and other matters. I will become a little inferior and may pester you more tightly. Don't dislike me."
Ah, after all, I have nothing but you." Little Aniu whined.
Well, skill is better than skill. Xiao Aniu's move is much more exaggerated than Master BOSS.
The effect is also surprisingly good.
Dudu cried for a long time, making the customers in the store so noisy that they cleared the place.
Finally, we agreed and held the wedding ceremony as scheduled.
I took in Xiao A Niu, a pauper.
...
"So strong." Luo Huan witnessed this scene in the corner. In the end, he could only use these two words to describe his mood at this moment.
"Copycat version!" Mr. BOSS commented unceremoniously. He was the one who came up with the idea first, and he had to charge Xiao Aniu's copyright fee.
"BOSS, I am so happy to be married to you." Luo Huan leaned into his arms, wrapped her arms around his neck, swayed, and acted coquettishly with Mr. Xiao.
Hei Jieming was shaken up and down, but his face was full of satisfaction, "Huanhuan, I am also a pauper. Don't dislike me in the future."
Boss doesn’t know who is the poorest in the world.
However, he must also be one of the poor.
There is no real estate.
No deposit.
If my wife doesn’t give me pocket money, I can’t even afford the cash to buy a bottle of beer.
Worse?
Hum hum! Who can compare with him!
However, even so, he got back the happiness he wanted most in his life. Lord BOSS deeply believed that this deal was a very good deal.
Anyway, his wife is a little rich woman. When she needs money, she should work harder at night to make her happy, so she can spend more pocket money.
This idea is simply not very good.
Master BOSS pinched his chin and decided to try it at night to judge the feasibility.
....
In a blink of an eye, it was the day when Xiao Aniu was going to get married.
On this day, the weather was also very, very good, and the weather was beautiful.
Little Aniu led his group of groomsmen to pick up the bride in a high-spirited manner.
Dudu has no other place to live and has been living in the store. Naturally, the place to pick up the bride is right here.
A person who should never be here is standing at the door.
He was dressed formally in a handsome suit, holding a fat baby in his left hand who was also wearing an improved version of a small suit. On his right stood a smiling woman wearing a small dress.
"BOSS? Madam? And, Xiaoxiao?" Little Aniu was stunned.
Before he set off, he clearly saw Mr. BOSS's family having breakfast at home.
Didn’t you go directly to the church to watch the ceremony?
Why do this family of three appear here?
And Xiao Aniu was sensitive enough to notice that there was a flash of cold light in Lord BOSS's eyes.
What to do? He had a bad feeling.
"Dudu has relatively few relatives. According to tradition, someone must send her to get married in order to be happy. Therefore, we are standing here today as Dudu's family members." Luo Huan smiled and explained the people who appeared here.
reason.
Hei Jieming lifted Mr. Xiao who was lying in his arms, then handed a notebook to Luo Huan, "Little Aniu, this is China, not France. If you want to marry a wife, you must follow Chinese rules."
Come on, it’s not that easy.”
Luo Huan held back her laughter, looked at the heavy notebook in her hand, and thought to herself, Mr. Boss, how vindictive you must be.