Invincible killer and his tycoon wife

"Cheers."

Zhang Fan, Wang Jie, Wang Dong and other seven people raised their glasses together, touched one together, and began to eat.

After five flavors of food and three rounds of wine, an hour later, the feast came to an end.

"Wang Dong, you can. It's amazing to find such a delicious shop."

Wang Jie's small hand touched her stomach, which was slightly bulging because she had eaten too much. She said with a smile.

"That's..."

Hearing Wang Jie's words, Wang Dong's six people's eyebrows rose and their faces were proud.

"Secretary Wang, you don't have to see whose subordinates we are. Can we be good?"

Wang Dong said haughtily.

"Yes, it is"

"we are subordinates of the boss. If we are not powerful, it will be a disgrace to the boss."

"It has to be great."

As soon as Wang Dong's voice fell, Xue Fei's five voices followed.

"Oh Hehe "

Wang jiemeng rolled his eyes when he heard the words of Wang Dong's six people. When did these people forget to flatter Zhang Fan.

But

It's good, too.

Zhang Fan didn't open his mouth, so he looked at it with a smile.

As the saying goes, "disaster" comes from heaven.

This is not

Zhang Fan's ha ha smile happened to be seen by Wang Jie, who turned her head. She had a hard face and didn't have a good airway:

"Zhang Fan, what are you laughing at? I'm not flattering you with Wang Dong and others."

After Wang Jie's words came out, the voices of Wang Dong and other six people's conversation roared. They looked at Zhang Fan in unison, and their eyes were full of schadenfreude.

"Er."

Compared with Wang Dong's six people, Zhang Fan is directly stunned. The labor and capital just smile. It has nothing to do with whether you flatter me with Wang Dong or not.

I'm depressed too

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Fan reached out and rubbed Wang Jie's hair, and said solemnly, "Secretary Wang, I'm not laughing at you for not flattering Wang Dong, but for your cleverness.

In my place, flatterers can't get a raise, and those who don't flatter will get a raise. "

In front of Wang Dong and other people's face, Zhang Fan naturally will not call out the name of Xiaojiejie.

"Boss, last time you..."

"Shut up. If I don't let you talk, you can't talk."

As soon as Zhang Fan said this, Wang Dong's six people were not willing to say it. Unfortunately, they didn't say a word. They were interrupted by Zhang Fan.

"I We promise not to speak. "

In the face of Zhang Fan's icy eyes, Wang Dong's six people all shrunk their heads, one by one with the same eggplant beaten by frost.

"Hum"

with a slight hum, Zhang Fan's eyes fell again on Wang Jie's face and said, "Comrade Wang Jie, after the organization and discussion, your conduct is very good, and you don't follow the trend of flattery, so I decided that your salary will increase by 500 from next month."

"Really."

Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Wang Jie's eyes brightened.

"It's true, of course."

Zhang Fan nodded solemnly. He added in his heart that it is impossible for the company to give you an increase, but I will give you a rise personally.

"Mm-hmm."

Get the affirmative answer, Wang Jie is very happy, she also did not forget to glance at Wang Dong six people, as if to say again, let you flatter, pat can't raise salary.

In this regard, Wang Dong's six people all showed a look of "incomparable regret", which made Wang Jie more happy.

Taking advantage of Wang Jie's unprepared, Zhang Fan gives a thumbs up to Wang Dong's six people at a very fast speed.

When they saw Zhang Fan's gesture, Wang Dong's six people looked at each other. In turn, they laughed in their hearts.

After Wang Dong called the waiter to settle the account, Zhang Fan and others got up one after another and walked downstairs.

After leaving Jiubao building, Zhang Fan stopped two taxis and went back to Beilei building.

……

Time flows like water, which makes people feel nothing.

In the twinkling of an eye, the afternoon time passed, to the afternoon off work time.

It was almost six o'clock when Zhang Fan and Zhou Xiaolei returned to Ziwan, the northern suburb.

As soon as he entered the door, Li Lan's voice rang in their ears.

"Xiaolei, uncle, the food has been cooked. You can wash your hands and eat."

"OK."

Zhang Fan and Zhou Xiaolei washed their hands in the bathroom and then went to the dining table and sat down.

This is the beginning of a warm dinner.

Until dinner is over, the same as before.

Zhou Xiaolei gets up and walks to the stairs. Zhang Fan helps Li Lan clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

JinglingSeven or eight minutes later, Zhang Fan came out of the kitchen. He took a few steps towards the sofa. The mobile phone in his pocket rang.

"Call me at this time. Who will it be? Is it Xiaojiejie?"

Hearing the ringing of a call, Zhang Fan began to mutter in his heart. When he saw who was calling, his face suddenly became serious.

Fengling

it seems that there is news

as Zhang Fan continues to walk towards the sofa, he presses the answer button, and just puts his mobile phone to his ear, the voice of Fengling that lures the dead and does not pay for his life is transmitted from the mobile phone.

It is also because of this voice that the seriousness on Zhang Fan's face disappears and changes into silence.

"Dear brother Zhang Fan, I miss you so much. I miss you so much that I can't sleep and forget to eat and sleep. Do you miss me?"

"Fengling, is there any news?"

Fengling's words, Zhang Fan chose to ignore, he went straight to the subject, asked.

"If there is any news, it depends on whether brother Zhang Fan has missed me."

"Brother Zhang Fan, if you say you miss me, there will be news, otherwise, there will be no news."

I fainted

when I heard the wind chime, Zhang Fan rolled his eyes and nearly fainted on the sofa. He said angrily, "sister Fengling, don't make any noise, whether there is any news in the end."

"Brother Zhang Fan, do you miss me?" Fengling was stubborn, she continued.

Zhang Fan at the moment really wants to kill the West and hang up the wind chime to play. This girl is really, really

Zhang Fan doesn't know what words to describe.

Finally

Zhang Fan compromised.

"Good, good, I miss you, miss you very much, now I can say."

"Yes."

She said coldly, "brother Zhang Fan, that Zhao Zilong is really too much. Do you want me to kill him for you?".

Make sure God doesn't know. "

Well

After hearing Fengling's narration, Zhang Fan's face turned black. His dark eyes twinkled with endless murderous spirit. Zhao Zilong, you are very good, you are really good. You dare to hire the killer of wet Brahma to kill me. I really don't know how to write death words.

"No use"

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