The secret of a black-bellied husband

Chapter 786 Restoration (3)
"I'll smell it, come here."

He walked to her bedside, and Lu Zhanjiang exhaled Jiajun, it's okay, he didn't drink.

However, it is reasonable to ask for some advice.

"It's not that I won't let you drink. It'll be thorough in the future. You can drink whatever you want. I'll leave this part to you, and treat it to me."

"You're almost becoming a little old lady."

A little old lady is a little old lady, no one is afraid of anyone.

I heard that there was going to be a salary increase, but it turned out that within a few days of hearing about it, the salary increase did indeed happen. Jiajun happened to ask for a salary increase and asked Lu Zhanjiang to pull over to the side of the road.

"I'll pay the wages, you just wait."

The bank I went to was the one where Jiajun used to work. I don’t know if they are all paid today. There are so many people. Jiajun lined up for a long time. Before it was my turn, Lu Zhanjiang locked the car and got off. , he was dressed differently from others, just saw two little girls peeking at him, and when they saw Jiajun, their eyes became disapproving, maybe it was a pity for Lu Zhanjiang.

He came over and Jiajun put her wallet in his hand.

"We have to wait a while."

"Why don't you go up?"

Lu Zhanjiang pointed at the top, and Jia Jun knew he would say that. He said that there were more people on the top than the bottom, and she had to queue for at least an hour to go to the top.

Jiajun held Lu Zhanjiang's arm, and she was not afraid of many people watching. She hugged his waist and lined up to be quilted. Jun shouted, the girl let go of the man's arm.

It's a pity that Jiajun's channel signal is not good, and the reception is poor. Jiajun continued to stimulate, rubbing his head against Lu Zhanjiang's body.

"Okay." Lu Zhanjiang said to her, finally it was Jiajun's turn, he pushed the card in, and after entering the password, he looked at the money on the account and found that the salary had been raised.

Her card, at least her salary card, never kept money, and she remembered clearly how much she had.

"I got a raise."

Lu Zhanjiang probed to see, is it right? After all, they are good. If they say that the salary will be raised, the salary will be raised.

Jiajun took out all the money, and the two girls stopped talking after seeing it, thinking that the girl might have a good family background, so the boy was willing.

Lu Zhanjiang's bloody face always caused her troubles. It's a bit unbearable for such an old young man to look like a gentleman.

Jiajun said that he wanted to buy something, and Lu Zhanjiang sent her there, and all the things he bought were messy.

Lu Zhanjiang recently talked about a case. The other party said that we should have a meal together at noon. He thought it was nothing. I feel that I may be thinking too much, but what is certain is that although he is not keen on plastic surgery, he should understand that he has had a knife on his face. He is aware of micro plastic surgery. Later, I stopped tying it up, saying that I am actually more attractive, so I stopped using those subsidies.

"Xiaoxi, do you know our President Lu?"

There was light in Song Xi's eyes, and he finally saw Lu Zhanjiang. Song Xi thought that he must get this man, smiled at the people around him, and tilted his head to look at Lu Zhanjiang.

This is said to be Ms. Song Xi's godfather. I don't know how far he has done it. When Lu Zhanjiang thought about it, he was not interested in such things. People who have a strong taste.

Lu Zhanjiang didn't move his chopsticks much, and Song Xi asked him if he didn't eat.

"Doesn't Lu always dislike eating these?"

Before Lu Zhanjiang replied, Zheng Shaodong opened the door and came in. He happened to be eating here with a client today. He came late, and the waiter said that Lu Zhanjiang was there. When Zheng Shaodong heard it, he had to hurry up. Come in, Lu Zhanjiang doesn't eat outside food now, if he does, Zheng Shaodong can guarantee that Lu Zhanjiang will have to kneel on the washboard when he returns home.

"Chen Dong, long time no see..."

The other party also knew Zheng Shaodong, and introduced the people around him to Zheng Shaodong.

"I'm a daughter, Song Xi."

The profoundness of Chinese characters is that it can make the intangible tangible. Zheng Shaodong's reaction to hearing the word goddaughter is the same as that of Lu Zhanjiang. Everyone has made up their minds, and it is enough to know what it is, hehe laughed.

"Song Xi..."

Zheng Shaodong patted his head, no wonder he looked familiar, is this Song Jian's sister?But this face looks like...

Lu Zhanjiang was mentioned by Zheng Shaodong, and she remembered it, but who Song Xi has nothing to do with her, he continued to be an accompanying guest, Song Xi was nervous at first, she felt that she and Lu Zhanjiang were acquainted Well, Song Xi secretly watched Lu Zhanjiang's attitude, and Lu Zhanjiang felt that someone was watching him all the time. When he raised his head and looked over, Song Xi pretended that there was nothing there, and the typical pretentious mode was activated.

Lu Zhanjiang got up and pushed the chair on the tatami, he and Zheng Shaodong left first, and Zheng Shaodong said it when they went out.

"I see that woman seems to be interested in you, Song Jian's sister? Song Jian died so miserable..."

You said that a good entrepreneur who had such brilliant achievements originally ended up in such a fate. Should it be said that Song Jian's life is bad, or his life is bad?

Lu Zhanjiang didn't bother to care about whose sister it was, anyway it wasn't his sister.

Jiajun went to play with the car on the weekend. It was unlucky today. The car he had just started crashed. After getting out of the car, he threw his helmet aside and kicked the car with his feet to discourage the car.

"Damn, damn..."

"It's because you are not skilled enough. What does it have to do with the car?"

Sun Jiajun looked back at the woman in front of him. Isn't that chin too long?Looking at when the standard beauty face changed from melon-seeded face to awl-shaped face in Duzhiren, there were awls everywhere, men and women, it seemed that everyone was released from a machine factory.

Jiajun felt that there might be something wrong with this person. He looked at Lu Zhanjiang who was still on the sidelines. He seemed to be asking what was wrong. The circle collided, what the hell.

(End of this chapter)