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Chapter 22

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Chapter 22

Haitong understood that a senior white-collar worker like him was somewhat privileged.

She took out the bank card and handed it to Zhan Yin, telling him: "You have to bargain with the boss, half the price is enough."

Zhan Yin returned the bank card, "I still have money here."

Haitong glanced at him twice and refused to insist.

She had to go to her sister's house to see her. She once again told Zhan Yin to negotiate the price when buying flowers, then took the key to the battery car and left in a hurry.

What she didn't know was that after she left, her man took a short video on the balcony with his mobile phone, and then sent it to Hui Bo, the garden steward of the Zhan Family Manor.

Faber called soon.

"Young Master."

"Faber, have you watched the video? How many pots of flowers are needed to arrange this balcony into a small garden? Then you can choose some cheap ones in the flower room that are easy to bloom and have complex and large flowers.

Send me to Room 808, Floor 8, Building B, Mingyuan Garden."

Accompanying Haitong to buy flowers, Zhan Yin found that she liked the kind of flowers that bloomed very big and had complicated petals. She didn't like the ones with single petals. Remember it in one second.

"Also, remember to open a charge list."

Faber: "...Okay."

"Deliver it before this evening."

"good."

Whatever the eldest young master tells him, he will do it.

"Just move it upstairs and put it on the balcony. Don't worry about the rest."

It is up to Haitong to arrange it how she wants to arrange it. He has already done it, but she may not like it.

Huber responded respectfully again.

Zhan Yin quickly hung up the phone.

Unknowingly, Haitong packed a breakfast for her sister and nephew just like yesterday. Because she was in a good mood, she also bought a children's electric motorcycle for her nephew.

"Auntie."

Haitong opened the door and entered the house, and heard the clear shouts of her nephew Zhou Yang.

"Yangyang, you got up so early today, come and see what my aunt bought you."

"automobile."

Zhou Yang was only two years old and could not speak many words. He trotted over and happily circled the electric motorcycle, but he could not express his joy in words.

Hai Ling came out of the bathroom. She had just thrown the couple's clothes into the washing machine for cleaning. She washed her son's clothes by hand.

"Tongtong, you spent money recklessly again."

"I bought a car for my nephew. Why did I spend money indiscriminately?"

Haitong put down the breakfast, picked up her nephew, let Yangyang sit on the electric motorcycle, and taught Yangyang how to drive.

Zhou Yang is very smart, and he can do it as soon as he is taught how to do it, and he will soon be riding his bicycle and crashing in the hall.

"Sister, I bought breakfast for you and Yangyang."

"I set the alarm clock last night and got up very early this morning to prepare breakfast for your brother-in-law to eat and go to work."

Seeing her son having fun, Hai Ling also had a smile on her face, "You don't have to buy breakfast anymore. You are married now and have your own family. The money you earn should be spent on your own family.

Don't always come to your sister's house, otherwise your brother-in-law will have objections."

She doesn't want her sister to become a sister-supporting demon.


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