It will take at least an hour to complete the whole set. Regardless of whether Mr. Han can bear it or not, Brother Zhang can basically be declared useless.
At 6:30 in the evening, Zhang Ruoyu carried her bag and trotted open the passenger door for Mr. Han. He circled the air twice with his left hand, then looked forward and said, "Mr. Han, please."
"Take the road." Han Jiangxue put on a pretty face, straightened her back and got on the car, almost hitting her head with joy and sorrow.
"I'll switch to a convertible tomorrow!" Han Jiangxue touched her forehead and glanced at Zhang Ruoyu. "What sports car do you like? Ferrari? Lamborghini? Or Bugatti?"
These sports cars are fully equipped in Han's garage, but they are basically collecting dust.
Mr. Han has a good face and a pompous attitude. As long as there are limited editions, she will collect them.
I don't usually drive it, mainly because of my mature and stable status as the boss, it would be too frivolous to drive it on the road.
"Are you sick?" Zhang Ruoyu's eyes suddenly became anxious, as if he had touched Ni Lin.
"You are being attacked every day. Someone is trying to hit you to death at every turn. They want to chop you into pieces and feed you to dogs. How dare you walk through the city with such arrogance? Are you risking your life?"
Zhang Ruoyu fastened his seat belt, closed all the windows, even the sunroof, started the car, and cursed: "In Beimang, among the brothers who perform secret missions, who is not armed to the crotch? Some brothers who are as meticulous as dust wish they could all
Come on again! What are you trying to do? You're just afraid of being recognized and subject to crazy retaliation! You're better off, Porsche can't even satisfy your vanity? Do you have to drive a sports car to be successful?"
"Han Jiangxue, even if you are not afraid of retribution, have you ever considered my personal safety? I am driving a convertible sports car in fear, and your enemies just throw a few cans of beer into my face, and I must not be disfigured? How can I socialize in the future?
"
Being scolded by Zhang Ruoyu, Han Jiangxue completely lost her motivation to show off her wealth.
Even though she knew that what Zhang Ruoyu said was reasonable, she still had to speak harshly.
"Have you ever driven a sports car? Did you know that sports cars also have hoods?" Han Jiangxue curled her lips.
"I've even flown tanks and fighter jets, and you're questioning my experience here?" Zhang Ruoyu said solemnly with a straight face.
"I know what else are you afraid of? Who can see the two of us once the awning is pulled up?" Han Jiangxue said dissatisfied.
This bastard really doesn't know how to praise him. Don't he want to give him a supercar for a ride because he thinks this bastard is as good as himself? He's not happy anymore!
"Nonsense, that convertible is like a cotton crotch. If you throw a few throwing knives at it, we will both burp, let alone block bullets." Zhang Ruoyu analyzed it professionally.
"Porsche has never advertised that their cars can stop bullets, right?" Han Jiangxue said angrily, this guy is really good at breaking up bullets.
"What, your Porsche can't even stop bullets?" Zhang Ruoyu raised his eyebrows and said decisively. "Then why don't you quickly find someone to modify the car for you! Put on all the bulletproof glass and anti-explosion tires!"
"Since the day I got my driver's license, I have never driven a car that was not bulletproof!"
Are today’s rich people so unafraid of death?
How dare you go out on such a piece of junk?
After fighting each other all the way home, Han Jiangxue's throat was filled with smoke as she looked at the pile of foundations waiting to be built. She really wanted to call the construction team and ask the construction team to build a 100-story skyscraper.
Forget it!
When I got home, Brother Zhang was quite sensible.
Mr. Han squeezed his hand up and down for more than ten minutes, which made Xuebao groan and it was very helpful.
"Okay, stop screaming." Zhang Ruoyu slapped his waist and said dissatisfiedly. "It made me sweat all over, so I went to take a shower."
"That's it! Didn't you say we'd do a full set?" Han Jiangxue said happily. "I'm just getting excited."
Hearing this, Zhang Ruoyu felt a chill appear in his eyes.
Isn't it over? Are you going to kill me when you get the chance?
Zhang Ruoyu ripped open his shirt and patted his strong chest muscles: "Really want to have fun? OK, I'll satisfy you. I just retired and my chest muscles are still there, can I give you one?"
"If you're not satisfied, my ass is pretty strong, can I give you another butt push?"
Han Jiangxue's pretty face turned pale, she was frightened by Brother Zhang.
"I still have a few contracts that I haven't read yet." Han Jiangxue straightened her nightgown and said calmly. "Stop pestering me. Go and do what you have to do."
Zhang Ruoyu twitched the corner of his mouth, slammed the door and walked out.
Xuebao's bad mouth is getting worse and worse, and his face is getting thicker and thicker. If things go on like this, he will not be able to control this little goblin without domestic violence.
A night of silence.
In the next few days, Han Jiangxue was busy re-planning Xingfuli, while Zhang Ruoyu was busy developing new kitchen products to win over lesbians.
Even Dai Meng was forced to drink a few mouthfuls of the newly developed salty beauty-beautifying soy milk by Zhang Ruoyu during one of his ward rounds. It is said that it can not only be taken internally, but can also be applied externally.
Dai Meng cried and Lihua Daiyu went to complain to Mr. Han, but the latter said calmly: "What's the point of crying? He's giving me face to only let you drink soy milk. Without my support, he dares to make you drink rats.
medicine."
Dai Meng was dumbfounded.
He said aggrievedly: "Then will I still go for ward rounds in the future?"
"Of course we have to check. If you go there from time to time, at least it will have the effect of shaking the mountain and shaking the tiger. If you don't go, he will flirt with those wild women every day, where will I put my face?" Han Jiangxue said coldly.
Dai Meng didn't dare to find a partner after hearing this.
Even the dignified CEO is so willing to compromise. If he gets married in the future, will he have to shed tears every day?
"Mengmeng, you are still young and don't know how to run a marriage." Han Jiangxue sighed. "Sister Xue is a veteran after all. In a word, when handling a man, you have to tighten and loosen, stay still and move. You can't ignore it, and you can't care too much.
It's tight, otherwise there will be big problems."
"What's the problem? Divorce?" Seeing that the CEO regarded her as a confidant and said things that came from his heart, Dai Meng blinked his big eyes and listened very attentively.
divorce?
What kind of a big deal is that?
"He will beat you." Han Jiangxue said word by word. "The kind of punching and kicking."
Dai Meng was scared to tears.
Marriage is so terrible, I want to be a nun.
Han Jiangxue glanced at Dai Meng secretly and sneered in her heart.
Xiao Nizi obviously didn't pay much attention to her recent ward rounds. She occasionally stayed in that bastard's room and chatted a few words.
Why, do you really think that I am your only confidant? What can Junsheng and his subordinates hide from me?
Yesterday, during the ward round report, he said that the bastard was just chatting seriously and had never made any move with those vixens.
Are you starting to explain this to him? Do you want to take sides? Have you forgotten who pays you? Who is your boss?
"Let's get down to business." Han Jiangxue said calmly. "Have you arranged all the things I told you?"
"It's been arranged." Dai Meng nodded lightly. "The billboards on high-rise buildings, buses, taxis, including airports and train stations throughout the city have all been negotiated and will be played in turn 24 hours a day today."
"Yeah." Han Jiangxue paused for a moment and said with squinted eyes. "You can talk about it later. I plan to cover it for a week first."
"Understood." Dai Meng's mood was a little complicated.
The CEO is really playing a big game this time. He is very good in one day, and he actually wants to cover it for a week.
She's really - good at it.
Dudu.
The cell phone on the table rang, it was Zhang Ruoyu calling.
"Hurry downstairs, my aunt will be at the airport in two hours." Zhang Ruoyu said anxiously.
"What's the rush?" Han Jiangxue wrote lightly. "If it's really too late, I'll tell the airline and ask them to arrange for your aunt's plane to fly in the sky. It's just a matter of my words."
"Are you going to die if you don't brag?" Zhang Ruoyu was furious. "Get out of here!"
The voice was so loud that even Dai Meng heard some of the content.
"Okay, I'll just put on my makeup. Aren't you tired of pestering me like this every day? It's really annoying."
