Urban God-level Bodyguard

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Although this is said, Zhang Xingyun can't really not go. What kind of temper is the small ancestor Zong himself clear, if you really don't follow her, it is estimated that you don't want to have a quiet day today.

Ling Xiaohan squeezed into Zhang Xingyun's room, as the name implies was to help him pick clothes

But seeing the goods in the cabinet, the little ancestor could not help saying. "I said brother-in-law, do you usually wear these with me? Don't you feel ashamed?"

It is not that Ling Xiaohan looked down on Zhang Xingyun, but how could these clothes be worn together with Ling Xiaoya, the first female president of Yingdu?

But Zhang Xingyun really did just that. No wonder Ling Xiaohan wanted to ask him if he was embarrassed.

Zhang Xingyun said sadly, "Miss, when you say this, please tell your elder sister. When I was in the gate of their company, I still had a salary, but now I ’m just paying for it. No!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Xingyun felt an egg pain. After Ling Xiaoya got herself to her company, she really hadn't seen the money. The smoke was still bought by Shan Shan.

If it were not for helping to sign several contracts by yourself, nobody might be willing to control themselves!

Ling Xiaohan made a strong expression towards Zhang Xingyun and said seriously, "Brother-in-law, perform well today. I will give you all my pocket money this month."

Zhang Xingyun froze for a moment, staring at Ling Xiaohan, "Xiaohan, your brother-in-law, such a bright and decent person, how could it be possible for such a small amount of money to see the money open ..."

"Alas, my elder sister gave me five thousand pocket money last month!" Ling Xiaohan said distressedly.

Zhang Xingyun's ears stood up instantly!

Nani? Just five thousand dollars in increase, plus the original, how much does this have to be?

Zhang Xingyun rubbed his hands in error and looked at Ling Xiaohan with a smile, "Xiaohan, how much money does your sister give you each month?"

"Not many, thirty thousand." Ling Xiaohan said lightly.

"..." 30,000 is not much!

Zhang Xingyun suddenly felt a pain in his egg. Is Nima the difference between biological and wild? Don't say it is 30,000, it's 300, there are no three!

Every day I work hard in the class, but also to guard against the torture of the menopausal woman, fighting with her wits, although he is also a big deal, but it is troublesome!

Besides, I signed two big contracts with Ya'an myself, and I almost didn't dedicate myself. With such a fortunate work, I didn't even have a word of praise.

It would be fine if I could get a dividend, but there was still a Ling Xiaoya sent to monitor my own Ye Qingfan.

Wanting money is a fantasy!

But Ling Xiaohan didn't need to do anything, eat, drink or have fun, and there were 30,000 pieces of petit fours. This day is really cool.

Zhang Xingyun suddenly raised his face and said, "Xiaohan, my brother-in-law did not help you ..."

"Know, know, brother-in-law, you only helped me in the face of your sister-in-law. The money was for you."

Ling Xiaohan rummaged through his cabinet while coping with Zhang Xingyun.

Seeking first, the other party who can't always engage is too embarrassing, isn't it?

But none of Zhang Xingyun's cabinets were in her picture. In the end, Zhang Xingyun could only find it by herself.

Except for that suit, all of his clothes were T-shirts and slacks. Zhang Xingyun found a slightly tighter one and passed it on.

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