The bartender looked at the man standing behind Luo Zifan and couldn't help but remind him kindly: "Sir, you have found the wrong person."

"Looking for the wrong person?"

The man's stiff smile slowly dissipated, then shook his head and said, "I, Zuo Haoran, never looked for the wrong person."

Zuo Haoran's voice was full of confidence, of course, this confidence was only for himself.

For Luo Zifan and even the bartender, his confidence was pure arrogance.

Luo Zifan put down the wine glass in his hand, got off from the high chair in front of the bar, turned around and looked directly at Zuo Haoran.

"You should believe what he said. This time, you really found the wrong person."

Luo Zifan did not go crazy on the spot. After all, Zuo Haoran just wanted to fuck her.

So far, he has not done any inappropriate actions except for a sour English.

So Luo Zifan's emotions are still stable, but it is hard to say whether they will continue to maintain them in the future.

Zuo Haoran kept looking at Luo Zifan's side face and back.

Just his side face and back had already fascinated him. Now that he saw Luo Zifan's true face, he felt even more certain: "I'm here to settle this woman!"

Perhaps because of living abroad for too long, Zuo Haoran still habitually regards the open-minded women and Luo Zifan as the same type of women in foreign bars.

After all, in Zuo Haoran's heart, since he didn't sleep in the middle of the night, he was naturally waiting for the man to come.

However, some women like to be more tactful, while some women like to be more straightforward.

No matter how you look at the woman in front of you, they are all of them.

The temperament looks melancholy and elegant on the surface, but once you get into bed, you will definitely be fascinated by it.

These are all Zuo Haoran's experience.

So, although Luo Zifan kindly reminded him once, he did not intend to give up just like that.

On the contrary, Zuo Haoran's heart had a good game of cat and mouse with Luo Zifan.

Of course, in his heart, the cat can only be himself, and the mouse is Luo Zifan.

Although this metaphor is not appropriate, because there is no mouse that will grow so beautifully.

"Don't rush to reject me."

Zuo Haoran smiled faintly, took out a beautifully printed business card from his pocket, and handed it to Luo Zifan with both hands.

"I can see that you are troubled by things now. If you need it, I might be able to help you."

Zuo Haoran is actually not patient when it comes to picking up girls.

Because with his appearance and identity, many times, there are many women who will stick to him without having to worry about it.

Luo Zifan was the first woman to make him an exception.

Luo Zifan hesitated for a moment and reached out to take his business card.

"MK International Group, Chief Marketing Executive Officer of Huaxia District, Zuo Haoran."

The company's name is very dazzling and the position name is also very intimidating.

But for Luo Zifan, these things had nothing to do with her, and she had no interest.

I took the business card purely because of basic politeness.

"I apologize to you for my abruptness."

Zuo Haoran said, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and ordered a glass of red wine to Luo Zifan.

Luo Zifan looked at Zuo Haoran's polite skill, and a sneer flashed in his eyes.

"There is no need to drink, I accept your apology."

Luo Zifan said as he walked straight past Zuo Haoran and walked out of the door of the poisonous frog.

Zuo Haoran's hand holding the wine glass froze in the air again.

The bartender looked at Zuo Haoran with a smile and said lightly: "I told you that you have found the wrong person this time."

Zuo Haoran glared at the bartender coldly, and then drank the wine in the cup.

Then Zuo Haoran chased Luo Zifan.

When he left the gate of the Poison Dart Frog Bar, he happened to see Luo Zifan's wrist shaking slightly, and the business card flew into the unexpected trash can in the ten-meter meter.

Zuo Haoran stared at Luo Zifan's car slowly disappeared into the night with cold eyes, and he secretly swears in his heart: "I must get her!"

Zuo Haoran stood at the door of the Poison Dart Frog Bar for five minutes, and the coldness on his face gradually faded.

Instead, it is a calm and charming smile.

He got on his Audi A8, and then slowly started it and disappeared into the night.

The next morning, Lin Mo and Xiao Pudding left a meter of sunshine early in the morning.

He said he was going to the cemetery to worship Xiao Puding's mother, and rejected Jiang Fan's request for a colleague.

Jiang Fan did not force this matter. After all, he and Xiao Puding have not known each other for a long time.

Although he had already recognized Xiao Puding as his goddaughter, Lin Mo was not fully prepared for the time being and introduced Jiang Fan to Xiao Puding's mother.

Jiang Fanmu watched Lin Mo drive away in the car, and then returned to one meter of sunshine.

Today is Sunday, and after today, Jiang Fan will become a teacher at Winchester College.

But until now, Jiang Fan still doesn't know what he can teach students when he is a teacher.

You can't teach students how to make bombs in school, right?

He is not a terrorist.

"This is really a headache."

Jiang Fan thought about it for a while, and finally had to smile bitterly and shake his head.

When Jiang Fan was about to get himself a cup of coffee to refresh himself, a red Aston Martin was slowly stopped at the door of a meter of sunshine.

The car door opened, and a long white legs appeared first, and then a slender figure got out.

Her long purple curly hair scattered on her chest, her oval face was exquisitely made up, her slender pink neck was covered with a sapphire, and her deep purple deep V miniskirt wrapped around her curved body.

The snow-white long legs are not wearing stockings, and the tender white skin is exposed to the air, exuding a luster of luster.

Under your feet is a pair of Guqi's newly launched limited edition high-heeled sandals.

The woman's eyes fell directly on the sign of a meter of sunshine.

Then he took a step and walked in.

Jiang Fan had just walked into the kitchen and before the coffee was ready, he heard the sound of footsteps.

He quickly walked out of the kitchen, his eyes fell calmly on the woman's face, and said lightly: "It's not yet business hours."

The woman smiled charmingly, shook her head, and whispered: "I'm not here to have coffee."

"Then are you?"

Jiang Fan made a very good guest appearance as a cafe employee, and asked curiously in conjunction with the woman's slightly arrogant attitude.

"Are you the boss here?"

The woman did not directly explain the purpose of the visit, but turned around and walked back and forth in the cafe, as if checking the situation in the cafe.

Jiang Fan smiled and shook his head, and replied, "No, I'm not the boss here."

"Then I have nothing to say to you. Ask your boss to come out and I'll talk to her."

While the woman was talking, she was already sitting on the No. 9 locket beside the window, with her hands wrapped around her chest, her long legs overlapped, and she looked at Jiang Fan with a arrogant expression.

"Sorry, the boss is not here."

Jiang Fan could feel this woman's interest in Yimi Sunshine.

Or, to another point of view, it can be called hostility.

"Either, tell me, or leave here and choose for yourself."

Although Jiang Fan still had a smile on his face, his momentum was not even similar to the previous waiter's image.

The woman didn't seem to have expected Jiang Fan's attitude to be so strong.

She was about to have an attack on the spot, but her eyes swept up and down on Jiang Fan, and then nodded with a smile: "Okay, it's okay to tell you, come and sit down."

Jiang Fan did not walk over as he said, and he decided not to take the No. 9 depot in the future.

Although the woman in front of her looks very beautiful, her temperament has nothing to do with beauty.

Moreover, for some reason, Jiang Fan had an unreasonable disgust towards her.

"Speak straight, I'm allergic to perfume."

Jiang Fan turned around and walked into the kitchen, and after a moment he walked out with a cup of fragrant coffee, leaning against the bar, looking comfortable.

"you!"

The woman was a little angry when Jiang Fan ignored her, but she actually endured it again.

She took a deep breath, then gestured in the cafe with her fingers and said proudly: "I like this cafe, let's give you a price."

The woman took a long airs and finally expressed her purpose.

Without thinking, Jiang Fan smiled and shook his head, and said lightly: "Do you know what the name of this cafe is?"

"Am there a meter of sunshine?"

The woman immediately took over the conversation, then gave Jiang Fan a disdainful look and said sarcastically: "This broken name has no meaning at all. When I take over, I will immediately replace him."

The woman acted like a typical nouveau riche, which made Jiang Fan somewhat confused.

It seems that something is wrong with this woman.

Jiang Fan only thought it was this way, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong for a while.

Just then, Jiang Fan didn't think about it for the time being, but followed his own thoughts and continued to ask with a smile: "How much is the sunshine worth?"

As soon as Jiang Fan said that, the woman was stunned and then stood up from the sofa.

"As you mean, do you think I can't afford the money?"

A woman’s focus will always be puzzling, and Jiang Fan can only continue to explain one sentence: “Sunshine is priceless, so one meter of sunshine will not be sold for no matter how much it is!”

"Are you sure you won't sell it?"

The woman suddenly raised her eyebrows, then sneered and asked, "You shouldn't be the boss, right? What you said is useful?"

"I'm not the boss."

Jiang Fan nodded with a smile, and at this time, Lin Mo and Little Pudding had already walked in.

"dad!"

Little Pudding rushed into Jiang Fan's arms and said to Jiang Fan: "Dad, mom said to take me to the playground to play in the afternoon, will you go?"

"I'll talk about this later, and I'll go find your mother first."

Jiang Fan put the little pudding on the ground, then smiled and said to the arrogant woman: "I am the boss's daughter's father."

The woman was stunned when she heard this, and her eyes wandered back and forth on Jiang Fan, Lin Mo and Xiao Pudding, then she opened her bag and took out a business card and placed it on the table.

"Believe me, you will use it."

After the woman finished speaking, she left a meter of sunshine with unwilling expression on her face.

"Jiang Fan, who is she?"

Lin Mo looked at the woman leaving and asked subconsciously.

"She wanted to buy a meter of sunshine, but I refused."

Jiang Fan smiled faintly, then turned around and went upstairs with the little pudding in his arms.

Lin Mo came to the No. 9 locker and looked at the business card on the locker.
Chapter completed!