Under the commotion of Huang Lin and Li Yuanjia, the atmosphere of the scene reached **, and the whole hotel was harmonious.

Time passed quickly, and everyone was soon full of food and drink.

Ma Ziming's face was flushed, but his heart was indeed like a mirror.

He patted Fu Biao's shoulder, "Almost, tomorrow you will find someone to monitor his daily whereabouts." ”

"Hmm!" Fu Biao nodded, "I understand." ”

Although Ma Ziming didn't say who he was, Fu Biao could already understand that he was referring to Luo Lao, and Fu Biao had been looking forward to this day for a long time, and his hatred half a year ago should be broken.

Although Ma Ziming didn't say it very clearly, but both of them knew in their hearts that it was time to move Luo Lao, maybe the two groups of people were only engaged in small-scale fighting and friction before, but this time a wreath has already represented a full-scale war between the two sides.

After a simple conversation, Ma Ziming got up and left, and as soon as he went out of the door, he bumped into Zhang Xiaowan, who was about to go home.

"Go home?" Ma Ziming cares deeply about his employees.

"Hmmm! Go home. Zhang Xiaowan looked at Ma Ziming with wide eyes.

"By the way, I'll send you!" Ma Ziming said and shook the key in his hand.

BYD was driving on the highway, Ma Ziming took out a cigarette case and handed it to Zhang Xiaowan, "When did you learn to smoke." ”

Zhang Xiaowan took the cigarette, "To be honest, I can't remember clearly." She pondered for a moment, "Probably when I was 20 years old!" ”

"How old are you?" Ma Ziming asked.

"Ahh Zhang Xiaowan looked very shy: "I accidentally exposed my age." ”

"Hey! Hey! Ma Ziming smiled slightly.

"I'm 29 years old." When it comes to his age, the past keeps flooding into his mind.

BYD stopped in the community, Ma Ziming spit out through the car window, and a stomach full of wine poured out.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Xiaowan immediately patted Ma Ziming on the back.

"It's okay, it's okay." Ma Ziming waved his hand.

Zhang Xiaowan hurriedly handed over the tissue, and Ma Ziming wiped his mouth, "It's okay, it's really okay." ”

In fact, as soon as he got in the car, Ma Ziming felt a churning in his stomach, but he endured it.

"Then I'll go first." Ma Ziming was about to get off after speaking.

"No, you come upstairs with me and I'll sober you up and eat something." Zhang Xiaowan was resolute.

"No need." Ma Ziming shook his head weakly, his body was still very weak.

Zhang Xiaowan pulled up her waist, "Although you are my boss, I can't listen to you today, you have to go upstairs with me, you are very worried about me like this." ”

Ma Ziming smiled slightly, not refusing, "Okay!" ”

Zhang Xiaowan helped Ma Ziming upstairs, he suddenly rushed into the bathroom, and then vomited wildly.

After Ma Ziming vomited, he turned pale on the sofa.

Zhang Xiaowan immediately poured a cup of hot water for Ma Ziming, and then immediately ran into the kitchen, "I'll cook you some porridge to nourish your stomach." ”

Ma Ziming shook his head, how could he feel that Su Xue had treated him like this before, but Su Xue had already left Linhai City at this moment.

Under Zhang Xiaowan's supervision, Ma Ziming drank the porridge, and Zhang Xiaowan walked behind the sofa and kept massaging Ma Ziming's temples with two hands.

Ma Ziming closed his eyes slightly and enjoyed, "What the hell is going on with your brother." ”

"Ahh Zhang Xiaowan paused for a moment, and then sighed, "Alas! Shaking his head, "That loser, in addition to gambling all day long, is fighting." ”

Talking about this younger brother, Zhang Xiaowan was helpless.

"If you can't stand him, I can ask Fu Biao to help you." Ma Ziming naturally knows what kind of goods this Zhang Xiaoshuai is, and if he goes to Fu Biao's hands, he will be guaranteed to obey him.

Zhang Xiaowan slapped Ma Ziming's shoulder with her soft little hand, "If only someone could control him." ”

"How do you say that, do your parents care about him?" Ma Ziming asked subconsciously.

"It's long gone." Zhang Xiaowan was already relieved at this moment.

"I'm sorry! Bring up your sadness again. Ma Ziming got up and looked at Zhang Xiaowan.

Zhang Xiaowan shook her head, "It's okay, it's been many years." ”

"So you raised my brother alone!" Ma Ziming asked curiously.

"Almost! I've been working and I don't have time to take care of him, and slowly he learns badly. Thinking of these, Zhang Xiaowan can't help but feel a little sad, she is a woman who has pulled her younger brother to grow up alone, who knows how sad she has been for so many years.

The night was very deep, Zhang Xiaowan and Ma Ziming told their experiences, and Ma Ziming fell asleep on the sofa after listening.

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The next day, the sun shone on Zhang Xiaowan's bedroom, Ma Ziming opened his eyes, and he was still messing with you for a while, and the surroundings were so strange, "Where am I?" ”

"Squeak!" The door was pushed open, and Zhang Xiaowan, dressed in white silk pajamas, walked into the room, "You're awake." ”

Ma Ziming subconsciously lifted the quilt and found that he was only wearing a pair of underwear, oh my God, could it be that Zhang Xiaowan gave him last night, thinking of this, the expression on Ma Ziming's face became weird.

Zhang Xiaowan immediately realized, "You drank too much last night and vomited all over your pants, and I have already washed it for you." For Zhang Xiaowan, men have not been seen rarely, and there are not a few men she has touched.

"Thank you!" Ma Ziming touched his head.

Zhang Xiaowan threw a piece of clothing to Ma Ziming: "This is my brother's clothes, you can try it on." ”

"Oh!" Ma Ziming took the clothes and looked at them.

Zhang Xiaowan walked out of the room, "I'll cook, you get dressed and come out!" ”

"Hmm!" Ma Ziming nodded and put on Zhang Xiaoshuai's clothes, although it looked very awkward, but the size of the dress was still about the same.

Ma Ziming couldn't help but look in front of the mirror, but remembered that he really didn't know what happened last night, but it didn't matter what happened, and the big man wouldn't suffer.

When Ma Ziming walked out of the bedroom, Zhang Xiaowan had already made breakfast.

Two bowls of porridge, some pickles and buns bought outside, although simple but also light.

After breakfast, the two went downstairs to BYD and went straight to the hotel.

Several waiters at the door of the hotel saw the boss and the manager coming together and immediately began to gossip.

"Do you think our little brother likes managers!" A waitress muttered quietly.

"Don't talk nonsense, Brother Pony is my male god." Another waiter said with a nymphomaniac look.

"Hey!" Zhang Xiaowan walked over quickly, "You two work hard." ”

"Got it." The two of them, Zhang Xiaowan, immediately started working after saying a word.

Ma Ziming did not go directly to the office, but drove to the MCC District, where Rowling had a birthday next month, and he had to prepare some decent gifts.

BYD stopped at the International Trade Building, and Ma Ziming got out of the car and went straight to the building.

"Handsome guy! What do you want to buy. A girl in overalls greeted Ma Ziming at the door.

"Want to buy some gifts!" Ma Ziming looked at the shelves.

"What kind of gift do you want to buy?" The saleswoman and Ma Ziming chatted without a word.

A young man who was not tall in the distance stopped, "Ma Ziming." ”

"Xiaolong, beat him?" A man beside Xiaolong asked.

"Call someone." Xiaolong waved his hand, this time he was much smarter than before, thinking of his shame in Ning'an Mansion last time, this hatred was absolutely unbearable.