Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Tang Nianchen still looked at him with a slow voice: "in my cognition, nothing can't be bought with money, Gao team, what do you say?"

The high team just smiled.

Tang Nianchen again lowered his head and wrote down a group of figures: "20 million, I volunteered to contribute to the traffic police brigade of Zhuhai district. There is no transaction."

After he finished writing, he tore it off and pushed it over: "is this number satisfactory?"

Gao Dui smiled and reached for it: "she deserves Miss Zhang's worth."

Then he got up and said in a loud voice, "Xiao Lin, take Miss Zhang out. Hao Bureau spoke. We have to give face."

Tang Nianchen's canthus cramped.

The man surnamed Gao came over, patted Mr. Tang on the shoulder and helped him straighten his collar. "Mr. Tang, my favorite is a generous man. Can you introduce me one?"

Mr. Tang's eyes again drew: "are you g?"

The traffic policeman just smiled and didn't make a sound.

Zhang Shu was brought out. Zhang Shu also had a temper. She remembered what Tang Nianchen said before, so she ignored him when she signed to leave.

Gao Yixiang looked at her and smiled: "Mr. Tang spent 20 million. His face is still so smelly. He is a spoiled child."

"I want you to take care of it." Zhang Shu grabbed his cell phone and her personal belongings.

At this time, she looked terrible. She didn't take a bath all day. It was unbearable.

The traffic policeman said in a good temper, "go slowly and come again next time. But it won't be the same next time. We must always set a good example for the people, don't we? "

Zhang Shu's answer was to kick him, this bad bastard!

Don't let him do it to her!

What a proud woman Zhang Shu was. She turned around and left.

Mr. traffic policeman actually knows her. Zhang Shu, a world-famous model, um, 28 years old, unmarried!

The traffic policeman smiled, "women are still a little gentle. They can't get married."

Zhang Shu directly took off her high heels and threw them over. The traffic policeman dodged, and then he held her high heels in his hand.

Zhang Shu ran over barefoot and grabbed it: "what does it have to do with you? You won't be an old man!"

Mr. traffic policeman gritted his teeth: "I'm married."

"My wife must have run away." Zhang Shu cursed him while putting on his shoes.

Then, it was quiet around. She looked around. Everyone stopped working and looked here.

No, his wife really ran away?

Zhang Shu was silent, but the man who looked very tall sat down and lit a cigarette.

Air, solidification.

Xiao Tang sighed, "let's go."

Really, right to the point, but he didn't feel happy. He probably saw the silence in the eyes of the traffic policeman. Only after he loved and lost can he have such a lonely look.

Zhang Shu followed Tang Nianchen's back and suddenly heard the voice of the traffic policeman: "she ran away with a rich man."

Zhang Shu suddenly stopped. She looked back at the man. In the man's eyes, she despised women, so Zhang Shu coughed: "not every woman loves money. For example, I'm already rich."

Mr. Tang: my heart is very complicated.

The members of the whole traffic police team were also stunned. Zhang Shu raised his chin and lifted his hair: "after all, you don't have much chance to know a rich, beautiful and talented girl like me, so you think women worship money so narrowly."