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"Sister Cao, Mr. Zhao, you drive slowly."

Yang Fan walked out of the Mandarin Duck hot pot restaurant with a smile on his face, and waved goodbye to Zhao Mingyao and Cao Dan, who had already gotten into the car.

What I want to know, what I want to ask, and what I can ask have basically been asked.

Especially in the end, Zhao Mingyao also gave himself an unexpected surprise, that is, he gave himself the phone number of Zhou Hansheng, deputy director of the Oriental Investment and Welfare Department.

If you have anything you want to ask, you can ask Zhou Hansheng.

Yang Fan firmly wrote down Zhou Hansheng's mobile phone number and stored it in his own communication.

Yang Fan waved goodbye to Zhao Mingyao and his wife, and Cao Dan also sat in the co-pilot and waved to him.

Obviously, she was very satisfied with the hot pot banquet tonight.

I ate more than 1,800 yuan of myself.

Although I was very distressed, I also got the information I wanted.

It can be said that the more than 1,800 yuan in exchange for information is very valuable.

The car soon disappeared from sight, under the dark night sky, the traffic was busy, people came and went, how many family members gathered together, who can know which of these people, which one is happy? Which ever has been painful that?

Who knows, these men and women in the arms, are they husband and wife? Whose husband is it, whose wife is it?

When you return home, you can get together as a couple.

Life outside can really only rely on personal self-control.

Yang Fan exhaled deeply, thinking a lot, and his heart was very confused.

He turned around and walked back to the Mandarin Duck hot pot restaurant, picked up the consumption list in front of the counter, signed his name, took out his mobile phone again, and paid 1,800 yuan.

Thirty-five yuan, the Mandarin Duck hot pot restaurant is directly free.

So I just gave an integer.

"The boss is still satisfied with the food, right? Welcome to come back next time. ”

Yang Fan nodded, waved his hand to the boss, and then left the store, drove the Cayenne, and went home.

He didn't drink, not a drop of wine, because he couldn't drink because of the questions asked.

Zhao Mingyao didn't want to drink again, and Cao Dan only cared about eating.

It also saved trouble, I thought that I had to drink, pour wine, and pour too much Zhao Mingyao to get the words out of his mouth.

I didn't expect to bring Cao Dan over, which saved a lot of things.

It seems that in the future, if you want to understand some follow-up problems, you only need to let Cao Dan follow Zhao Mingyao, Zhao Mingyao absolutely can't hide it, and he has to tell the truth.

When I drove home, it was already half past ten at night.

Yang Fan climbed to the fourth floor, took the key to open the door, and walked into the cold home.

There is no one, miserable relatives.

The room also hadn't been cleaned up for a few days.

Yang Fan immediately picked up the broom, cleaned up the two bedrooms, one living room and one kitchen, and mopped the floor again to look much cleaner.

After cleaning up, it was already eleven o'clock at night.

Yang Fan took a shower, and as soon as he came out of the bathroom, he heard a knock on the door.

This made Yang Fan very surprised, who would visit at such a late hour?

It can't be Xia Ruhua coming back, right?

He took a look inside the doorway and found that it was a woman, not very old, in her thirties.

He didn't know the woman, but he opened the door anyway.

After Yang Fan pushed the door open, the woman at the door was holding a pot.

"You're Mr. Yang, right?"

The woman asked with a smile on her face.

Yang Fan nodded: "It's me, are you?" ”

The woman immediately said, "Good evening Mr. Yang, I am the nanny hired by Sister Wen Hui." ”

"Sister Wen Hui instructed me, after you get off work in the evening, let me cook for you."

"Sister Wen Hui went to work, she asked me to send it to you."

"Can I go in?"

When the woman said this, she asked Yang Fan.

Yang Fan was stunned, and then nodded: "Okay, okay, you come in." ”

The woman walked in with the pot, she was very detailed, and the shoes she was wearing had been covered with plastic bags to avoid stepping on the dirty room.

After she put the pot on the table, she opened the lid and immediately a smell wafted in.

"Sister Wen Hui went to the vegetable market at noon to buy a chicken, she said, stew a chicken, and make up for you."

"Chicken thighs and wings, eaten by children, but everything else is there."

"I'll bring you some more food."

The female nanny said this, turned around and walked out of the room, and went to Sister Hui's house.

After a while, she walked in with half a pot of rice.

"Mr. Yang, you eat first, after eating, knock on the door and tell me, I'll just take the pot and rice bowl back."

The female nanny gestured to Yang Fan, then left the house and closed the door.

Yang Fan was still a little stunned, staring at the stewed chicken in the pot on the dinner table, half a pot of hot rice.

But it's not like the food, it's the heart.

Yang Fan's eyes instantly moistened.

Sister Hui went to work, and she was still thinking about whether she would eat or not.

This kind of friendship is really inexhaustible.

Even if he introduced Sister Hui to work through Tian Xin, it was not enough to repay Sister Hui's friendship.

Having such a sister is my luck, my honor, and my wealth.

Yang Fan sat silently at the dining table, picked up chopsticks, and began to eat.

Don't look at the hot pot tonight, but I didn't eat anything at all, so I was hungry for a long time.

Originally, I planned to cook instant noodles and eat them when I came back.

Unexpectedly, Sister Hui had already found a nanny, and asked the nanny to cook for herself and send it over.

Sister Hui's actions are not excessive at all.

Before she and Xia Ruhua divorced, she never did this, she knew the measure.

But now that he and Xia Ruhua are divorced, it is a sure thing, and Xia Ruhua will not go home again.

At this time, Sister Hui did all this, she was afraid that she would be hungry, afraid that she would mess with the food, and even more afraid that she would not have the heart to eat.

Indeed, I have been very angry and sad these days, and I have no appetite at all.

The meals cooked by Sister Kehui will increase her appetite and make her mood improve suddenly.

Sister Hui knows her dietary preferences very well, she knows that she likes to eat fried eggs, and she also knows that she likes to eat fish, meat, chicken and mutton beef.

So most of Sister Hui's recipes are these things.

However, the nanny's skills are still good, but being able to eat them is not the taste of Sister Hui.

But Sister Hui's mind was here, which also made him feel that his appetite increased greatly, and he began to devour it.

After eating two bowls of rice, I nibbled the rest of the stewed chicken almost to the end.

Yang Fan wiped his mouth, took a sip of water, got up and put away the pot and empty rice bowl, and turned around to send it to 402.

He knocked on the door.

About ten seconds later, the babysitter appeared at the door.

"Mr. Yang, are you done eating?"

The female nanny was a little surprised and surprised, it was only less than ten minutes, right?

"The food you cook is delicious, the craftsmanship is very good, it seems that Sister Hui has found the right person."

"Tong Tong is asleep, right?"

Yang Fan first praised the female nanny, and then asked Sister Hui's daughter.

"Sleep, the child is already asleep."

The female nanny nodded again and again, and then took the pot and basin in Yang Fan's hand.

"How much does Sister Hui pay you?"

Yang Fan opened his mouth to ask her.

The female nanny was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "Mr. Yang, Sister Wen Hui gave me 4,000 yuan a month." ”

"Well, do you feel tired?"

"Not tired, not tired, that is, sending children to school every day, picking up children from school, cooking, supervising homework, nothing tiring."

"Okay, if you have any needs, you can tell me, I hope you can take care of Tong Tong."

"If you have additional needs for salary, you can also tell me directly, and I will solve it for you."

"Mr. Yang, can you take the liberty of asking, what is your relationship with Sister Wen Hui?"

The female nanny also had some gossip, she felt strange today, Wen Hui asked her to cook and give it to the neighbors.

If this neighbor were a woman, it would be a man.

This made her have to think about it more.

"I don't have anything to do with Sister Wen Hui, but she is my good sister and good neighbor."

"Alright, you go to bed early, good night."

Yang Fan waved at her, then turned to go home and closed the door.

The female nanny was stunned for a long time, and then shook her head: "It's really a strange thing..."

Yang Fan, who returned home, sat slumped on the sofa, exhaled a long breath, took out his mobile phone, and stared at Zhou Hansheng's mobile phone number in a daze.

It's so late, it's not suitable to call someone.

Let's find a time tomorrow and fight again.

Go to bed!!

He turned off the lights, lay down on the couch, and slept!

Even the daughter-in-law is gone, so it doesn't make a difference where you sleep.

It doesn't matter if it's a bedroom or a living room sofa.