The Real Daughter Was Cheated By General Lu

Shi Han was afraid that he had no money, so he didn't tell the truth. After thinking about it, he persuaded him.

[Buy it after drinking, don't worry about the money, you won't be able to make up for it if you lose your body, and you will be out of breath even when you lift the chair. 】

He was gasping for breath when he lifted the chair... Lu Yan stared at these words, and his black eyes dimmed instantly.

He has always had this image in Shi Han's heart?

Does she feel that he can't even hug her.

[Don't breathe! 】

Lu Yan exerted force with his fingertips and hit the keyboard loudly.

The department manager who was reporting the data became less and less frightened.

Lu Yan looked up at the people at the meeting, and the temperature in the air continued to drop instantly.

Although Lu Yan still had that expression, they didn't know if it was their illusion, they felt Lu Yan's anger.

The department manager is a Mediterranean, surnamed Sun. When he is nervous, he always subconsciously grabs the hair on the back of his head.

Tear to tear, the hair is getting thinner and thinner.

Manager Sun grabbed the few hairs, as if this would bring him a sense of security.

He swallowed, "Boss Lu, what's the problem?"

"It's time for you to exercise." Lu Yan glanced at his big belly, "Will you pant when you lift the chair?"

"... a bit." Manager Sun didn't understand why the topic was like this, but there was nothing wrong with answering seriously.

Lu Yan nodded.

People like Manager Sun who don't exercise regularly will only lift up the chair to pant, which is impossible for him.

But how can we make children realize this.

Lu Yan stared at Manager Sun for a few seconds, and the conference room fell into an eerie silence.

Manager Sun was in a cold sweat, and was about to ask himself if he had done something wrong when he heard a cold voice from the opposite side.

"Can I take pictures?"

"What?" Manager Sun pulled his hair again, his face full of nervousness and confusion.

"Take a picture, double salary this month."

"...Damn, of course."

Lu Yan asked for the other party's consent, picked up his mobile phone, and turned on the camera.

Manager Sun sat on the chair stiffly, with his fists in front of his chest, and his expression didn't know whether to cry or laugh, "Mr. Lu, do I need to make any moves?"

Lu Yan looked around, and finally landed on a white wall, "Just stand there and smile."

"Okay, okay..." Manager Sun held his big belly and stood by the white wall amidst the confused expressions of other managers.

President Lu, what does this mean?

Could it be that he wanted Manager Sun to be the company's spokesperson?

Everyone's eyes were on Manager Sun like lasers.

Mediterranean, big belly, standing there is only greasy, no temperament at all.

Especially now, smiling like a wretched man, squinting his eyes without even a crack.

They shook their heads in fear and instantly rejected this conjecture.

When Lu Yan clicked the shutter, he got Manager Sun's photo.

After cropping the background, I sent it to Shi Han.

[This kind of thing makes you gasp when you lift a chair, but I won't! 】

He tapped the keyboard lightly with his fingers. For example, she would never suspect that she was out of breath even lifting the chair.

Shi Han's system was working on the key part, Lu Yan didn't return for a long time, she didn't care, and devoted herself to the ocean of code.

Until the computer rang, she opened it and saw a photo of a middle-aged man with a puffed stomach.

Coupled with the following sentence, Shi Han almost laughed out loud.

I don't know where Lu Yan found this picture, but it is quite convincing.

She didn't tease him anymore either.

【I believe you! 】

Seeing these three words, Lu Yan's face eased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Manager Sun stretched his head and asked fawningly, "Boss Lu, what are my photos for?"

"I sent it to someone to prove a point, and it won't be used in other places, only this time."

"Okay, okay." Manager Sun chuckled.

Others: ...No one sees it in other places.

The point is that it's a shame that the salary is doubled for such a greasy photo.

"The meeting continues."

...

The sound of Shi Yin's violin echoed throughout the day in the villa.

Shi Xuan deliberately asked her to have a chat, and by the way also called Shi Han.

Shi Han typed the code for a day, then sat lazily on the chair.

Shi Xuan asked: "Yinyin, how are you feeling these two days? Is there any discomfort?"

Shi Yin was excited, "No, big brother, I practiced the piano all day today, and the more I practice, the more I feel."

"That's good, tell me if you feel uncomfortable."