Her breathing became slightly heavier, and her heartbeat accelerated. Although she was very nervous, her face was still smiling and her tone was calm, "How is it, it's okay!"

"It's okay, it's okay...ah cough..."

Chen Fan was still coughing on the side of the road, as if he couldn't straighten his waist. Zhu Hongyan was looking at Chen Fan in the direction and wondering what to do, but suddenly felt a chill behind him. He was slightly stunned and looked back. He saw Xiaoman staring at her with his hands behind his back. The little eyes that were harmless and stupid were gone, as if he had changed. His eyes were sinister and fierce, making people feel chill. At first glance, it actually had an amazing similarity with Chen Fan in an extraordinary state.

She was staring at her, not knowing when it started, and it all was so silent.

At that moment, she suddenly felt danger. Logically speaking, Xiaoman is at most a four-stage ghost magician, and is no match for Zhu Hongyan at all. But when he faces those eyes, he suddenly feels an indescribable terror. She feels danger.

"Where did this little girl come from? Where did she get such a murderous aura?"

Zhu Hongyan's eyes flashed slightly, and he turned around and pulled the car door. After turning around, the things in his hand disappeared again, and everything seemed to have nothing happened.

"Owner."

While Sister Jie was driving here, Xiaoman helped Chen Fan and seemed to want to say something.

Chen Fan squatted on the ground, pinched her legs slightly, and signaled her not to say it. Xiaoman thought about it, but finally didn't speak.

“That’s a trap.”

In Zhu Hongyan's ear, a sound rang out, but the sound was not loud, only she could hear it.

"That's true."

Zhu Hongyan muttered in a low voice.

"Your sister must have a problem."

On the way back, Chen Fan muttered to Sister Xiao      .

"It's because she has something more in her hand?"

xiao       Sister Jie seemed to have noticed something wrong, or she was always on guard against such things. Although she did not admit it, she still reminded her of the last conversation. In private, she also discussed this matter a lot.

Zhu Hongyan and Jie and sister said hello and left. They booked a hotel in advance, but they didn't plan to live in Chen Fan's house. No matter what, a rich woman who had never been married was more or less inconvenient to live in Chen Fan's house. Sister Jie didn't insist much, or she was happy that Zhu Hongyan was a little far away from Chen Fan. The people on both sides broke up from downstairs and went back to their respective houses. When Chen Fan passed downstairs with the car, he saw Zhang Tianba lying on the bar showing his love with Huihui.

"Boss."

Zhang Tianba nodded and greeted Chen Fan, looking very polite.

"Um."

Chen Fan only said a headache and wanted to go up.

“Hey.”

Huihui winked Zhang Tianba.

"Boss."

Zhang Tianba turned around and then turned back, "Well, I want to tell you something."

"Are you anxious?"

"It's not particularly anxious, but, oh..."

Zhang Tianba was hesitant and wanted to speak but stopped.

Chen Fan sat down and signaled Xiao                                                                                                                           �

"that……"

Zhang Tianba still hesitated.

"Just say it directly, don't beat around the bush."

Chen Fan's tone was calm.

He could actually guess something, thinking that Zhang Tianba might have to use money.

"Huihui and I are getting married."

Zhang Tianba was shocked by the first sentence of Chen Fan.

"That's a good thing."

After being shocked, Chen Fan seemed quite happy.

He really didn't expect Huihui to have this enlightenment. He always felt that Huihui was playing with him. Now he thought, he really had the meaning of a villain to judge a gentleman.

"But Huihui is not very satisfied with my financial situation. You know my situation. There is no car, no house, and the salary is not high, so..."

Zhang Tianba touched his head and hesitated again.

"What do you think?"

"I wonder if I can raise my salary?"

Chen Fan was slightly silent, and Zhang Tianba looked at him, obviously a little nervous.

"How much do you think a month is appropriate?"

Chen Fan wanted to smoke a little, and asked while rubbing his temples.

"Hey, for a month, Huihui said that she would have to spend 20,000 yuan a month."

Zhang Tianba carefully compared a "two".

Chen Fan was silent, thought for a while, and then said, "Do you think you can support her by 20,000 yuan a month?"

Zhang Tianba didn't expect Chen Fan to say this, blinked his eyes and said joyfully, "You're the boss, you understand it clearly. She said 30,000 yuan is the best. I'm embarrassed to say it..."

"snort."

Chen Fan was amused and patted Zhang Tianba on the shoulder, "Do you know, how much money can a college student who has just graduated from our school make in a month?"

"Not necessarily, the fewer are four or five thousand, and the more are only seven or eight thousand." Zhang Tianba said quickly.

"How much does it cost to open an Internet cafe every month?"

"Young Master is 9,500, plus bonuses or something, it's more than 10,000 yuan."

"A month is more than 10,000 yuan, and a year is more than 100,000 yuan. Do you know how many people in this city can get an annual salary of more than 100,000 yuan?" Chen Fan looked at him meaningfully, paused, and said, "You have been with me for so long and are going to get married. You can't treat you badly, right? When you get married, I'll give you a car that gets 200,000 yuan to play with. Forget about anything else, so many people are watching. What if you drive this boss?"

"Hey, I get it."

Zhang Tianba didn't dare to say anything in the end, nodded and stood up, "Then, I'll go back first."

"Um."

Chen Fan nodded and looked at Zhang Tianba discussing with Huihui again, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"What did Zhang Tianba ask you to do?"

When Chen Fan came up, Xiao, who was helping Chen Fan iron her shirt, couldn't help asking.

"Take money."

Chen Fan's answer was simple and crude, and he lay on the sofa.

"What money do you want?"

Xiaoman took a mop and came out from the side, his face flushed and slightly drunk.

"It was said that Huihui thought his salary was low and refused to marry him. She asked me if I could give him some salary."

"How much does he want?"

Li Xiaojun never wanted to interrupt these things, and after hearing this, he came out of the room. At the Internet Cafe, he was a little housekeeper, and she was directly responsible for many trivial matters in Internet Cafes except for Sister Jie, the big housekeeper, so she obviously cared about this matter.

"Twenty thousand is the least, and 30 thousand is the best."

Chen Fan rubbed his eyebrows and sighed.

"Damn..."

The three women couldn't hold on anymore, and almost whispered two words that were a little dissonant at the same time. The sound was not loud, but the tone was very consistent, so I could hear it very clearly.
Chapter completed!