Secret Lovers of Senior Officials: Alipay for Marriage

Xu Xiaoya laughed: "Xiaoxi, this is our money! You know, my house and car deposits are all because of you. I have always regarded these things as our common property. To be honest, I am also ambitious, I hope that the two of us are the major shareholders of this store, and Huang Xiaojue is a supporting role."

Moreover, with such a large bonus, San Shao clearly borrowed my hand to let me take care of you, otherwise, I have such a big face that San Shao favors? ——When Zhang Xiang gave the check, he made it clear: Third Young Master hopes that you will take care of Ms. Yan on her behalf.

Xu Xiaoya didn't say this.

However, she is very clear: relying on herself alone, she may not be able to earn that money in her entire life-no matter what the angle is, at least the third young master gave it to herself in a very decent way-and her intentions are well-intentioned.

Xu Xiaoya took out the card.

Yan Xixi saw that it was a diamond card from a certain bank - it must have a large deposit.

"I just temporarily bought some short-term financial products, and all of them will arrive in the account in five days."

"But, what if you lose money? Xiaoya, you have to know that this is a business, and no one can guarantee 100% profit."

"Opening a duck shop may not be 100% profitable, let alone doing business. I am mentally prepared. I will admit defeat if I lose money. At worst, we will go back to the starting point and look for a job again."

Yan Xixi also laughed.Since Xiaoya dared to take a gamble, wouldn't she dare?It's all about trying my best.

"However, I don't know if Huang Xiaojue would mind."

"Xiaojue shouldn't mind. He was afraid that I would be idle after resigning. He is not really keen on opening a store. When he comes back, I will discuss it with him."

"That's fine."

Just then, the phone rang.

She looked at WeChat: "Miss, are you having dinner now?"

"how do you know?"

"Mentally retarded, isn't it time for dinner? Guess what you're eating?"

"I'm sure you won't guess."

"Is it hard to guess? Hey, I think, you are eating beef with dried chili noodles..."

Yan Xixi almost jumped up.

Is this man a goblin?

She suddenly thought of Wang Donglin—for some reason, cold sweat dripped down her back.

God, it can't be such a coincidence, can it?

"Hey, how do you know?"

"Haha, I'm guessing. Don't you always envy the big guy's pie? So I guess you're eating a steak dipped in dried chili noodles, and it's a cheap steak like a high roller."

Beef and steak - there is a word difference, Yan Xixi thought that he had made a mistake before, and was relieved, "You really guessed wrong, I ate beef skewers instead of steak."

He pouted: "Junk food, it's better to eat less."

"The taste is very good. I will treat you to eat here next time."

"Well, I don't dare to eat it. I passed a small street once, and the gutters in the small street were full of oily residues poured from various small restaurants. I saw the boss take a large colander to scoop up the slop oil from the gutter. Spoon it down, the boss is a dead mouse. The bosses just filter the hogwash oil scooped up from the gutter and continue to use it. Miss, the cold pot skewers you are eating now must be made of hogwash oil, and there may be some Mouse hair..."

"..."

"Miss, is your throat itchy right now? Maybe it's stuck inside with mouse hair..."

Yan Xixi suddenly changed color and almost vomited.

Why is this guy so disgusting?