Chapter 32: Why are you so quarrel?

Middle-aged Fan Wen, don’t mention being so arrogant.

It seems that after so many years, he has transformed into a superior and superior person and has begun to teach those young men who have just debuted.

This is his happiest thing...

While speaking, Fan Wen raised his hand and shook his watch that was more than one million on his wrist.

Looking at this watch, Li Chong couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Your watch... is more than one million?"

"Yes! One million and one hundred and eight hundred million, or a limited edition, there are not many in Xia Kingdom. Those who can bring this watch... are either rich or noble, and their status will never be low."

Hearing this, Li Chong took a deep breath.

If you don't understand, you might be deceived.

This table..., more than 1.8 million?

How did he remember that he only sold for more than 1,800 yuan in a watch store?

"I also have a watch of this brand." Li Chong lifted his sleeves silently, revealing a watch with a somewhat similar appearance.

Fan Wen was stunned and thought to himself that he had met his colleagues?

Is this a person who is showing off?

However, the watch on Li Chong's hand doesn't look expensive.

"How much is your money?"

"One thousand eight million!"

"One-eight million? Hahaha!"

Fan Wen laughed, "It's just this? 18 million?" Even he didn't dare to brag like this."

Speaking of which, Fan Wen does not have a net worth of hundreds of millions. He is just a boss who is not big or small. However, if he servilely bows to others, he has the habit of pretending to be in front of young people.

On weekdays, when those young people who have just started their own business hear that he is so awesome, one or two have to flatter him? He especially enjoys this feeling.

As a result, this time I showed off and met my colleagues!

One thousand eight million? What about the trouble?

Isn't this using him to start swiping?

"Just you, if there are 18 million, I will chop my head and use it as a urinal for you."

“???”

"really?"

Li Chong's expression became a little playful.

"really!"

"boss……"

The bodyguard behind Fan Wen pushed Li Chong away, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He always felt... Li Chong's face looked familiar.

It seems...it seems to have seen it somewhere.

"What's wrong?" Fan Wen was a little unhappy. I was slapped in the face. Why did I get a slap in the face?

"That watch, you don't think..."

"I don't think it's fake at first glance. What kind of watch is so valuable?" Fan Wen glared at me. I've pretended for so many years, but I still don't know these tricks.

"But the boss... Frank Muller does have this type of watch, worth more than 15 million, and later it was sought after by people to more than 18 million..., Still, still..."

"Or what?"

"Mi Jin!"

???

This is more than 18 million, but isn’t Xia Guo coins or Mi Jin? Do I look like a fool? Is my mind like a feces?

"Do you think it's possible?" Fan Wen's face suddenly turned dark. This kid was carrying such a watch and still queuing up here?

"Boss, maybe..."

"Maybe you are so tall!"

Fan Wen was instantly angry. If this was true, he would kneel down when he saw Li Chong in the future!

"Boss, I'm really not beating you, you can see it yourself..."

The bodyguard handed over the phone, and the style of Frank Muller Aeternitas    Mega                                              �

He saw it on the post bar last night, without exception, all of them met.

Fakes on the Internet can't do this at all.

Fan Wen was also confused. He looked at the introduction above carefully and looked at the watch on Li Chong's hand one by one... After a while, he took a deep breath and was about to smash his phone.

Even if he meets everything, he doesn't believe it!

Click ~

At this moment, Li Chong pulled out his other hand from his pocket, and a sports car key fell on the ground.

Men, who don’t like sports cars?

All sports cars have been studied without exception. Fan Wen has studied them.

The moment he saw the key, his body froze.

This is a damn...

Goodbye!

He got up and stopped sitting on the stool.

I left and didn't even talk about the advertisements I went up to talk to Boss Miao. Anyway, I would probably not succeed.

Stay here, embarrassing...

"Big brother, you are..." Li Chong asked inappropriately.

"Ahem, I have something to do at home, I want to go back..."

"You're not talking about business?"

"Ah? Business can be negotiated at any time, next time, next time..."

"Where are your old friends? Don't take up the stool for them?"

I won’t sit down myself, so I will take a seat for them?

Fan Wen's veins bulged on his head, but he didn't dare to have an attack. He laughed dryly: "They are here, let them find a seat to sit by themselves, say goodbye, haha, come again next time, next time..."

After saying that, he left in shame.

This mist grass has been pretending to be tough.

That watch and that key... all add up, I'm afraid I can't get it if I don't have tens of millions of dollars!

Moreover, it must be Mi Jin.

"Boss, don't you believe it? Why are you leaving?" the bodyguard asked in confusion.

"It's all your business? I'll leave if I want to!"

"Boss, are you seeing his car keys? Maybe it's a lighter?"

"Hey..." Fan Wen gritted his teeth. Why didn't he notice that this bodyguard was so quarreling?

"You don't need to go to work tomorrow!"

"Boss, this is not good... are you going to fire me?"

"Haha, what do you think!"

"If you do this, I'm not polite! Boss, you will give me compensation for normal dismissal according to national standards! Also, you didn't sign a labor contract for me, but fortunately I knew you were unreliable. According to the law... I have worked with you for five years, and you have to give me three times the salary in these five years!" The bodyguard seemed to be prepared!

A volume of information was found from my pocket: "This is all proof of my work here... If you don't give it, I will apply for labor arbitration!"

"Don't think about finding someone to scare me. I know a lot of people and I'm good at it!"

The blue veins on Fan Wen's face became even more conspicuous.

But he couldn't refute, so he could only watch the bodyguard holding the volume of information and left happily.

This guy...

Blackmail me?

Fog grass!

Is I blackmailed?

What's going on?
To be continued...