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It didn't take a few minutes.

Lin Fan's figure appeared in her field of vision.

Maybe let him go and he'll be happy!

A young man who is only 30 years old, wearing a straight suit all day long, is obviously very lively and foolish, but he has to maintain an old look in front of customers.

He should have had a hard time, and the nickname of the first brother made him bear an invisible pressure!

Jin Hua smiled at the corner of her mouth, looking at Lin Fan downstairs throwing his suit and jumping forward, her mood turned gloomy.

Smack~!

"Master, I ......".

"Reckless, what are you panicking about!".

Jin Hua put away her smile and glared at Wang Mingzhu who came in.

"Lin Fan's resignation, you approved it?!".

"What do you want to do?!".

Jin Hua asked with a frown.

Wang Mingzhu swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva: "Telephone, that~, Director Liu of the Ministry of Industry of the Demon Capital just called you, I ...... it."

Bell bell ~

Before she could finish her sentence, the phone on Jinhua's desk rang.

"Section Chief Jin? What are you doing!?What is the situation with Lin Fan's family? You can't really resign, right......?

Director Liu spoke very quickly and quickly, but his words were full of complaints.

For five minutes, Jinhua listened patiently to the phone without rebuttal or any emotional fluctuations.

Wang Mingzhu kept wiping the sweat on his forehead, and kept praying in his heart for the gods to bless his ......

"Hey, Chief Kim, are Nong still listening?".

"Yes, hehe, Director Liu. "

The other party probably said that he was tired and stopped for a few seconds.

"In this way, Nong gave Lin Fan's mobile phone number, didn't he leave Nong on the 27?......th?

Jin Hua smiled slightly: "Director Liu, you are digging a corner in front of you, who told you that I approved Lin Fan's resignation?!"

"Ah, what's the matter, Xiao Wang, what Xiao Wang said, the contract of the puppet asked Lin Fan to translate, but he was going to resign, don't do it! What do you mean,......

".

A minute later.

Jin Hua put down the phone and looked at Wang Mingzhu.

"Master, what, if it's okay, I'll ......."

"Hmm!".

Seeing that Jin Hua didn't mean to blame her, she planned to retreat directly.

"Oh, by the way, if you go to dinner in the evening, bring him the contract, this is also the tail ...... of his own work".

Wang Mingzhu walked out of the office with his eyes squeezed, and wiped his bewildered forehead with his sleeve: Has this Lin Fan resigned? Could it be that the master didn't approve it? Then why did he come out of the office and seemed to be very happy......

......

Three months, 100 million foreign exchange indicators.

This is his Lin Fan's 'redemption' money, and it is also the gap in Jinhua's foreign exchange task this year.

He was accustomed to freedom, and he hated the days when he was bound by various task indicators every day, and even more hated the rules of being tied hand and foot while working.

Is 100 million a lot?

A lot, if you change someone else, you may only dare to think about it in your dreams.

For him Lin Fan, there is still hope to complete it.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have made such a bold statement!

It's really impossible to go to Las Vegas, rely on his own skills to win him 100 million, anyway, he hasn't been blacklisted by them in this life.

Then he gave up this idea, not to mention whether Las Vegas had 100 million cash during this period, and even if he did, he didn't seem to be able to leave completely by himself.

So how do you do it?

For a whole afternoon, Lin Fan was thinking about this in his head.

The more he thought about it, the tighter his chest became.

Sometimes there is no way to put it badly, and what is more uncomfortable than being bad is the choice!

Finally it was dark, and it was time for him to make an appointment.

Coming to the familiar Yellow River Road, looking at the 750-meter lively street here, Lin Fan felt completely comfortable in his chest!

"Yo, first brother, hehe, I'm so free today, where are you going to eat?".

In the newsstand, Jing Xiu poked her head out to say hello.

Lin Fan is a regular customer of various restaurants on Huanghe Road, because of business needs, so basically as long as he accompanies customers in the magic capital, he will inevitably come here for dinner.

And on the entire Yellow River Road, the only place to sell cigarettes is this small newsstand.

After coming and going, he and Jingxiu are naturally familiar.

After all, one can blow and the other can talk.

"Come and wrap Ashima, hehe, hey, Golden Phoenix, ask a colleague to have a light meal. "

Lin Fan took out the money and put it on the other party's weighing pan and said casually.

"Oh, this is not the style of the first brother, don't you come to Bao China? Moore won't smoke?".

Lin Fan took Ashima and lit one, and lit it on the cigarette case with his left hand.

"If you want to support domestic products, what kind of moore to smoke, choking things, compared to China, hehe, in fact, I still like these three words! Beautiful, isn't it? Is there a big man here today?"

As the most authoritative intelligence station on the entire Yellow River Road: if you want to find customers, you must find Jingxiu, and if you want to know gossip, you must also find Jingxiu.

Information equals money, and it was played by this little newsstand owner.

Jing Xiu smiled and nodded: If you are short of money, you will say that you are short of money, and you smoke less choking cigarettes? Don't you always brag that you only smoke Cuban cigars abroad?

"There is a Mr. Wei, I don't know if it's hot or not, I'm wearing a mink in this weather, hehe, the pie looks not small!".

Mr. Wei Hongqing

The cigarette in Lin Fan's hand stopped for a few seconds, but he didn't expect this character to appear early

"Oh, the Marten King, the little fur prince?!, who did you date?".

"Do you know him?! It seems that all the people who are traveling with him are his acquaintances, and his face is very raw. "

"How can I know people who don't play foreign trade?

Lin Fan put the cigarette in his arms, took out two hundred pieces and put them on the weighing pan, turned around and walked towards the golden phoenix.

Jing Xiu rubbed her hands and muttered:, I thought you kid was really short of money, um, but it's quite a rule-abiding ......

Red Ferrari!Well, yes, tasteful!

Lin Fan walked past the car and nodded, and casually touched the car logo.

Perhaps, this Mr. Wei can cooperate ......