Why Are You Back So Late? (Seeking Support)
Fang Yuan looked at Dong Wenjie, who reeked of alcohol when she returned home, and was a little suspicious.
"Where did you go?"
"Why, Old Fang, are you suspecting me?”
Fang Yuan instantly cowered." That's not true. Why did you suddenly drink?" she said.”
"I went to make delicious food for Chen Fan and saw that there was wine over there. I was in a bad mood, so I drank some.”
Old Fang was dumbfounded.
Then Dong Wenjie told him everything, but she didn't mention anything about her relationship with Chen Fan.
"En, don't tell outsiders about these troublesome matters in the future. Just tell me, outsiders can't help us.”
"The students in school are all fighting to go to Shuxiang Ya Yuan. Fang Yifan has already fallen behind a lot. I plan to rent a house in Shuxiang Ya Yuan and let Lin Lei and Fang Yifan work hard together.”
"It's quite expensive."
"So, I asked Chen Fan for a job. Chen Fan asked me to be the marketing manager of his bar.”
Old Fang was a little unhappy. After all, not everyone allowed their wife to work in a bar.
However, he did not know how to persuade her.
His salary was not enough to cover the rent.
"I know all about accounting, resource integration, and customer management. Chen Fan saw my ability, so he let us rent a house. You have to understand, otherwise, this house won't be rented at all.”
This was the truth.
Fang Yuan was not a fool. Chen Fanren was a good person, but he was not so good that he would help his family selflessly.
Moreover, he had helped Fang Yifan deal with today and resolved the estrangement in his heart.
"Is it safe?"
"How can it not be safe? Previously, when I was an assistant in the company, didn't the boss also want to cheat on me? Haven't I been through the same thing all these years?”
"Besides, it's Xiaofan's bar. How unsafe can it be?”
Fang Yuan was relieved.
"Why is your sock broken?”
"Here? Didn't Chen Fan's house get flooded a few days ago? Renovations, I hit a nail and scratched it. It's fine.”
Fang Yuan did not think too much about it and went back to her room to sleep.
Dong Wenjie entered the bathroom and started removing her makeup.
It was a message from Chen Fan.
He asked himself if he was a Taoist.
"We're here, you little rascal. You need to fix your fingernails.”
"Auntie, you're slandering me. You didn't reject me back then.”
Wow, you're quite powerful. You even know how to pull me along?
Dong Wenbai glanced at him and said," Don't put your mind on me. I'm old and my body is about to collapse. Don't look at how I look in clothes. I won't look beautiful without them."、”
" I think you're lying."
"Why would I lie to you?"
"No picture, no evidence."
Little Rascal.
Dong Wenjie stood in front of the mirror with one hand crossed in front of her chest. She raised her phone, took a photo, and sent it over.
"I saw it. My skin is not like before. You still want me to be the marketing manager.”
"Maybe someone will like you?”
Get lost.
Dong Wenjie sent a smacking emoji and ignored Chen Fan.
Chen Fan didn't send any more messages.
In the following days, Dong Wenjie went straight to work. She had to admit that Dong Wenjie was indeed very suitable for marketing.
Although Wang Luxi's subordinates were powerful, they were only good at attracting customers. However, the maintenance and overall structure were all messy.
Dong Wenjie had been an assistant before, so she was the best at this.
A few days later, the 2:30 PM bar unexpectedly became even more popular.
This was the benefit of having rules.
During this period of time, Chen Fan's teeth finally stopped growing.
Chen Fan's control over his power had also reached a terrifying level.
Chen Fan had tested it.
A few hundred meters away, he only needed to blow lightly and he could directly pierce through the steel plate.
It was even more lethal than bullets.
What was even more ridiculous was that Chen Fan could not estimate the upper limit of the flame he was talking about, and there was no cooldown time.
Theoretically, as long as he had a long breath, he could keep breathing fire.
F * ck, is he really going to turn into an evil dragon?
Huaxia's Divine Dragons rarely mentioned fire-breathing dragons. Most of them were evil dragons from foreign countries.
However, Chen Fan's design was based on the concept of a dragon.
Any dragon's ability would be on him.
Anyway, as long as he did not grow wings or tails, he was stronger than anything else.
Teeth were easy to deal with.
With a long tail and wings, he really didn't know what to do.
On Friday this week, a video in the class attracted Chen Fan's attention.
Qiao Yingzi moved closer to Chen Fan and carefully took out her phone.""Something big has happened. It's definitely something big.”
What the hell?
"Revival of Spirit Qi? Have you read too many novels?"
"No, it's really the rejuvenation of spiritual energy. There was a video circulating on the internet before, and I downloaded it.”
"What video?"
"Someone dubbed the video. Look.”
Chen Fan took the phone and looked at the video.
A big white goose was cursing at the park lake in Shuxiang Elegant Garden.
In the video, the big white goose was scolding a passerby in a Land Rover.
"F * ck your grandpa."
？？？？
Chen Fan was dumbfounded. F * ck, how did Duan Weiran deal with this? F * ck, if it was true, it would blow up.
"Really?"
Chen Fan pretended not to understand.
"I don't know. Everyone thought that the video was just a voiceover, but it was deleted. I felt that it was real. F * ck, the goose is talking. I went to the countryside when I was young.”
However, Qiao Yingzi would only find the video interesting and share it with the people she liked.
It would not be related to the recuperation of spirit qi.
The desire to share was something that every girl in love liked to do.
"Look over there."
Chen Fan looked over.
Fang Yifan brought some snacks for Huang Zhitao.
However, Huang Zhitao completely ignored him, making Fang Yifan feel very awkward.
"There's no hope. This bootlicker."
" My son just doesn't remember," Chen Fan said.”
"Hahaha, why do you guys like to call each other sons?”
"Then what do you girls like to be called?”
"I'm not telling you."
Chen Fan looked down at the message from Wan Xiaojuan on his phone and knew that he had no chance of self-study.
He had to deal with the case.
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