1311, the liver and brain are smeared on the ground
"Liang Erchun, don't be like a bitter gourd, let you do a little favor, and I don't want your life!"
Seeing Liang Erchun's tangled and helpless expression, the New Year's painting said to him.
"Don't worry, I won't let you do it in vain. In this way, from today until the end of this matter, whether you need it or not, I will pay you a hundred yuan a day for your fake boyfriend. ”
Liu Fang was also not stingy and gave a generous reward.
As soon as he heard the fee of 100 yuan a day for impersonating his boyfriend, Liang Erchun's face immediately changed, and even his eyes lit up.
"Sister, how could I be reluctant? I'm mainly afraid that I won't act well and ruin your business. Since you believe in me so much, then I will definitely go to the soup and the fire, and I will not hesitate to do it. ”
He patted his chest and swore an oath.
Even if Liu Fang doesn't pay for pretending to be her boyfriend, he still has to agree to the New Year's painting in the end, after all, he follows the New Year's painting just right.
Besides, there's an extra fee now, so why not.
Liang Erchun agreed, then the matter would be easy to do, Liu Fang smiled: "You go back and prepare well, and I will take you out to buy a new outfit tomorrow." My Liu Fang's boyfriend, even if he is pretending, can't be worse than those sons and brothers in the provincial capital. ”
This time, Liang Erchun was even happier, and nodded again and again.
Last time he pretended to be Ye Lanlan's boyfriend, he spent tens of thousands of yuan to buy him a dress for New Year's paintings, and Liu Fang will definitely not be stingy than New Year's paintings.
"Sister Liu Fang, I'll go back and prepare."
Liang Erchun left happily, forgetting even the pain of the strain for a while.
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In the evening, the New Year's painting came to Liang Jizhou's company, and I don't know how many big men took care of the steel bullet at the end of this day.
When I walked into the office, there was no movement.
This does not conform to the conjecture of the New Year's painting, according to her thoughts, at this time, it should be a scene where the steel bullet opened his throat and cried, and several men were at a loss on the side.
Liang Jizhou and Liu Chuang, two big men, sat at the desk, looking listless.
"Where's Steelball?" The New Year's painting approached and asked.
Liang Jizhou pointed to the small room: "Sleep in bed." ”
When I approached the small room, I saw Gang Bullet lying on the bed, his eyes closed and motionless, sleeping very sweetly.
The bed has been surrounded by high shelves to prevent the bullet from falling.
The New Year's painting was a bit unexpected, and Liang Jizhou took good care of the child.
When Nian Hua took out the steel bullet and was about to go home with Liang Jizhou, Liu Chuang almost collapsed and ran over.
"New Year's painting, please, don't send this little ancestor over tomorrow!" Liu Chuang clasped his hands together and pleaded with the New Year's painting, his eyes revealing a look of fear.
"Why? Aren't you taking good care of it? ”
"Auntie, you don't know how much I have suffered this day! Take care of this kid for one day, and I'll lose a year of life! Look at my pants. ”
The New Year's painting looked down at Liu Chuang's pants, only to find that there was a large watermark on it, and there was a little yellow in the watermark.
"Hit?" The New Year's painting asked tentatively.
Liu Chuang was very angry: "This little guy refuses to sleep, I tried my best to coax him to sleep, but he pulled me up." He fell asleep after pulling it, and I washed it for a long time. Am I easy? ”
The New Year's painting burst out laughing: "Can't you change your pants?" ”
"Where to change? I'm going to know it's going to happen, I'm going to have 10 pairs of clean pants. ”