Guan Feifei once thought she had read it wrong, so she rubbed her eyes hard and confirmed that it was Zhang Fan. She instantly blushed and turned around and opened the door to leave.

In the room, Zhang Fan, who was sitting on the sofa, had a plain voice but was unquestionable: "If you look back, I will call your boyfriend tomorrow to come out and chat."

When Guan Feifei heard this, she stopped immediately. After a while, she squeezed out a smile and said, "Zhang Fan, you are also a family member. Are you not afraid of Zhou Yingying knowing? Forget it, okay? Just treat this as a misunderstanding, let me leave..."

"Misunderstanding? You can also say misunderstandings with your knife-like mouth?" Zhang Fan pointed to the cash piled up on the coffee table with a hundred-dollar bill, and looked at her with a blank expression, "People, you must be self-aware. My time is also very expensive. Don't talk nonsense, do the job!"

Guan Feifei's face was flushed, and a blush spread from her face to her neck. She said shamelessly: "Zhang Fan, is it really good to take Zhou Yingying's money and come out to deal with this matter?"

Until now, Guan Feifei also believed that the money must be Zhou Yingying's, otherwise, Zhang Fan, who was unemployed at home, would not have been able to take out so much cash.

Zhang Fan responded to her, pointing to the cash on the coffee table with one finger, and his face turned cold: "80,000!"

Guan Feifei shook her head repeatedly, "Zhang Fan! Let me go! Let me go, everyone is okay, I am really not such a person!"

"Hundreds of thousands!"

Guan Feifei hesitated for a while and still shook her head, "Zhang Fan, don't do this! If this matter is spread, my boyfriend and I must have whispered. You and Zhou Yingying are also designated to divorce!"

"Frequently Fifty Thousand!"

Guan Feifei closed her beautiful eyes and struggled inside.

"Two hundred thousand!"

Guan Feifei collapsed. She bit her silver teeth, hesitated for a while, and then slowly untied the white silk skirt.

"Haha, okay, put on your clothes, just send me all the information about Zhang Jun." Zhang Fan suddenly grinned, stood up from the seat, and stopped her, "I'm just kidding, are you really taking it seriously?"

Upon hearing this, Guan Feifei seemed to have lost all her strength and almost fell down.

At this moment, a hint of loss surged in Guan Feifei's heart. She looked at Zhang Fan with some confusion, her mouth opened and she didn't say anything.

Zhang Fan took out two bundles of money from the coffee table and threw it at Guan Feifei's feet. "Don't worry, I don't have much interest in any woman other than my wife."

As he said that, Zhang Fan did not look at Guan Feifei again and left her calmly.

When he was almost at the door, Zhang Fan heard that Guan Feifei was not moving behind him. He turned his head and saw Guan Feifei squatting on the ground with a tangled face, and did not go to pick up money.

Guan Feifei squatted on the floor, looking a little confused. She knew very well that there was a 200,000-yuan car on one end of the money, and the other end was dignity.

"Pick it up, the dignity of 200,000 is not too cheap."

Zhang Fan said indifferently, unscrewed the door and walked out strode.

...At around 7 o'clock that night, Zhang Fan was cooking at home, and suddenly the cell phone in his pocket vibrated. Zhang Fan took out his cell phone and saw that it was a text message sent by Guan Feifei.

The text message is very simple: the manager went to meet Zhang Jun, and the location was in a Chinese restaurant on Wall Street.

Since meeting Guan Feifei at Huatian Hotel, the daughter's heart has completely collapsed. Not only did she honestly send Zhang Jun information that Zhang Fan needed, she also agreed to "hide" be undercover next to her wife Zhou Yingying.

As for Zhang Jun, according to Guan Feifei, this is a complete "Kuan Ye". He has shares in several companies and is worth hundreds of millions of yuan.

It seems that many men are like this, and they become bad if they have money. Zhang Jun is the same. He is almost fifty years old and doesn’t have any great pursuits. He eats, drinks, plays and prostitutes every day. He firmly controls the financial power of the family and is a "golden chicken" that lays eggs every day. Therefore, his wife knows more or less about these things about him outside, but rarely cares about them.

According to Guan Feifei, Zhang Jun also asked her to go to the car to discuss with her the inheritance and continuation of life, but Guan Feifei did not go through.

Of course, then again, Guan Feifei never knew, only God knew.

The Chinese Restaurant on Wall Street is a famous restaurant in Hecheng. The restaurant has a high grade and style. At this moment, on the first floor of the Chinese Restaurant, Zhou Yingying, who was wearing exquisite makeup on the window seat, was having dinner with Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun is well maintained. He is almost fifty years old and can't see many traces of time on his face. The wrinkles on his face are very light. He has a big back and a straight suit. He wears a Rolex gold watch on his left hand and a white marble ring on his thumb with his right hand. He is graceful and looks away from him. He looks a bit like a late Qing Dynasty kissing the descendants of Beile.

Zhang Jun lay on his back on the chair, rubbing the white marble ring on his thumb, and his eyes rushed to Zhou Yingying opposite him and said, "Yingying, how are you thinking?"

Zhou Yingying bit her teeth: "Mr. Zhang, there is no problem with traveling on a business trip, but there is no other content except for business trips, right?"

"Actually, I just accompany me to travel abroad and relax." Zhang Jun's eyes were slightly gloomy: "But now, in addition to business trips, I have an additional condition."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yingying couldn't help but feel a little angry on her pretty face: "Didn't it be agreed that you would sign the contract after you have a business trip with Mr. Zhang? Why are there any additional conditions?"

Zhang Jun looked at Zhou Yingying with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and did not reply.

Zhou Yingying looked at Zhang Jun with beautiful eyes for a while, and her eyebrows frowned slightly.

Doing sales is actually a very hard job. The so-called being able to speak is nothing more than pleasing. Most of the time, the posture is relatively humble.

After a while, Zhou Yingying nodded and said, "Mr. Zhang, you said."

Zhang Jun gently tapped the dining table with his right index finger, his head raised slightly, and looked at Zhou Yingying in an arrogant posture: "Card, the company has an emergency business. I will work remotely in the 888 suite of Huatian Hotel tonight. I hope you can come to accompany me!"

Zhang Jun’s words were very explicit and direct, and he almost made it clear: Come on, baby, let’s sleep together tonight!

Zhang Jun originally didn't want to say it so explicitly, but he just heard Zhou Yingying's response and realized... this rose with a little thorn seems not so enlightened.

Since that's the case, Zhang Jun made a temporary decision and planned to tear Zhou Yingying's hypocritical and arrogant mask tonight and get the job done!

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yingying's originally fair face turned red in an instant. Her face was filled with shock and anger, and she stood up directly from her seat: "Mr. Zhang, please respect yourself!"

As he said that, Zhou Yingying picked up the high imitation lv bag on the seat, turned around and left.

"Swish!"

Zhou Yingying turned around and took two steps, and then he heard Zhang Jun's calm and arrogant voice coming from behind: "The lv bag in your hand is 128,000 yuan, you nod, and the authentic product will be in your hands tomorrow. Your daughter is in the first grade of junior high school in the second half of the year. You nod, and I can transfer your daughter to the best Changjun school in the provincial capital with one phone call. I will cover all the tuition and living expenses and various cram school fees. The eight shops I will sign on Xingsha Street are priced at a total price of more than 11 million yuan, and you can get a commission of more than 700,000 yuan. You nod, this commission is yours. Add a piece of various fees, which is almost one million, not to mention that it can expand your network of communication, you can think about it yourself!"
Chapter completed!