I really don't want to be a male god

Chapter 38 038. Enemy's Road is Narrow (Please recommend a ticket)
Listening to Tang Miaomiao's cadenced and emotional monologue, Zhang Fan was really embarrassed to interrupt.

Simply put the phone on the bracket next to the steering wheel, press hands-free, open the navigation and start the car.

"What am I working so hard for? Is it for myself? Obviously not."

"I am for the development of the company and for the realization of Mr. Zhang's ideal."

"Did I want to be lazy during the short day's rest? Obviously not. I want to have more energy, so that I can devote myself to the next work with more enthusiasm. I hope Mr. Zhang can approve it." .”

Tang Miaomiao's generous speech finally came to an end. Zhang Fan could say that he didn't want to work overtime so comprehensively, what else could Zhang Fan say?
No wonder he was able to get into the position of HR director of Tianmiao Group. It's impossible not to admire him.

"Ahem," Zhang Fan cleared his throat, and said in a flat voice, "Okay, then go home when you're done, and we'll talk about work on Monday."

"Ah, this..." Tang Miaomiao was stunned. This doesn't conform to the routine of capitalists, so he agreed so easily?
Shouldn't it be reasonable to tell her how urgent the project is and let her overcome the difficulties?
She just wanted to let Zhang Fan know that she was working hard, and she never thought that she would really be able to rest tomorrow.

She didn't know why, but after summarizing the workplace routines of the past ten years, she always felt that they didn't work well with Zhang Fan.

"It's all right, see you on Monday." Hanging up the phone, Zhang Fan stepped on the accelerator and headed to the nearby home city.

When the car started, Jiang Xiaoxi put down the notebook in her hand, and asked him with some doubts: "Didn't you say you want to transfer money?"

"I'll pass it on to her on Monday. If Tang Miaomiao can use all these fancy things in his work, he will definitely achieve greater achievements. Unfortunately, a person's concept is the most difficult to change."

Zhang Fan shook his head, and complained regretfully, and at the same time, he was looking forward to the company full of combat power that he had dreamed of.

No. [-] mansion itself is a hardcover house, with all the furniture and daily necessities inside.

As for changing the decoration style, Jiang Xiaoxi has already made an appointment with a special design company online, and will come over on Sunday to come up with a plan.

After simply picking out a few sets of practical small furniture and bedding in the home furnishing city, they turned around and went shopping.

Following his girlfriend's search, Zhang Fan's jacket, pants, shoes... were all clearly arranged.

As early as a few days ago, Jiang Xiaoxi had taken a look at the strategy on the Internet, had a complete plan, and knew exactly what style and style to buy.

In contrast, Zhang Fan was much weaker in the small matter of shopping. After pulling Jiang Xiaoxi to try on clothes twice, he simply bought all the styles in the right size from a brand store that his girlfriend liked. ...

This made Jiang Xiaoxi furious, so she dragged Zhang Fan to a small corner where there were no people, and tried to persuade him for a long time, telling him that no matter how rich he was, he should not spend it indiscriminately.

Accidentally bought too many clothes, so they simply delivered them to the mall as last time, saving them from carrying them to the car by themselves.

In addition to buying clothes, luxury bags that "can cure all diseases" are also indispensable. For this reason, Zhang Fan drove a Rolls-Royce to the most famous luxury shopping paradise in Shanghai.

Perhaps only a top rich man like Boss Yun can understand Zhang Fan's distress. After all, ordinary people can easily get satisfaction by spending money.

But Zhang Fan bought six limited-edition bags for Jiang Xiaoxi in a row, but he still couldn't feel the pleasure of consumption like before, because this amount of money was really insignificant compared to his net worth of hundreds of billions.

If it wasn't for his girlfriend to stop him, Zhang Fan might be able to take a carload of LV bags home. There is no way, the domineering president is such a spoiled wife...

After buying the bag, Zhang Fan happened to pass by a Rolex store, and raised his hand to look at his empty wrist. He felt that he really needed a watch, which would make it easier for him to check the time.

But when he thought that Chen Mingyuan, the former general manager of Tianmiao Group, always liked to show off with a big gold piece, he thought it was better to forget it.

The big deal is to go to Patek Philippe Yuan Mansion tomorrow and buy yourself a relatively low-key but more luxurious Patek Philippe.

"Zhang Fan, why is he here?"

Just when Zhang Fan wanted to end this happy and busy day with his girlfriend and head back home, a cold and resentful voice came from behind him.

Turning around, he saw that the two people standing in this Rolex store were both his old acquaintances.

Gao Weiwei and Chen Mingyuan are really close friends.

"Zhang Fan, you are still in the mood to go shopping, it's really interesting."

Chen Mingyuan followed Gao Weiwei's finger to the entrance of the Rolex store, and said in a sneering voice.

Zhang Fan didn't want to spoil his good mood because of them, and there was no need to get angry with them on the street, so he just said lightly: "I'm in a good mood, don't worry about it."

"Hello, general manager," Jiang Xiaoxi, who was holding Zhang Fan's arm, also greeted Chen Mingyuan politely, after all, he was the former leader.

After greeting them, Zhang Fan was too lazy to waste time with them, and pulled Jiang Xiaoxie to leave.

"Hehe, it's not your turn to be a spoiled little slut to be proud, and I will ruin his reputation in a short time."

It's good that no one mentioned that he was the general manager before, but Chen Mingyuan was completely enraged when Jiang Xiaoxi called the general manager.

Zhang Fan, who had just walked two steps, his face darkened when he heard the words, stopped, turned around and looked at Chen Mingyuan indifferently, and said in a deep voice, "What did you just say?"

At this time, Gao Weiwei in the store also came to Chen Mingyuan's side. As soon as she saw Zhang Fan, Gao Weiwei felt a flame burning in her heart. It was because of him that she not only lost the project but also the company. It was because of him, her father. Only then did she hit her, and now she still has a dull pain on her face!

"Zhang Fan, one day I will find someone to kill you!" Gao Weiwei gritted her teeth and cursed in a low voice extremely viciously.

Some people never look for reasons from themselves, but only look for trouble for themselves from around them.

"It's not your turn to interrupt!" Zhang Fan glared at Gao Weiwei, gently pulled away his girlfriend's little hand holding his arm, walked up to Chen Mingyuan, and asked indifferently again: "What did you just say?"

For a moment, Zhang Fan's fierce aura attached to the top martial arts master was undoubtedly revealed, and Gao Weiwei immediately hid behind Chen Mingyuan like a quail, clutching the hem of his clothes tightly, not daring to speak.

"I... I said you will be ruined sooner or later!"

Chen Mingyuan looked up at Zhang Fan who was a head taller than him. If it wasn't for Gao Weiwei standing behind him, he would never have the courage to say it again.

But he must not be coerced now. Although Boss Yun has not pursued the charge of secretly colluding with the Gao family, he has lost trust in the family, and he has become an abandoned child. The family will never waste even a little bit of money on him. resource.

The only thing he can rely on now is the Gao family consortium. As long as he can please Gao Weiwei, when he enters the Gao family, he will definitely be able to make a comeback with his ability.

Snapped!
Zhang Fan shot very quickly, and before Chen Mingyuan could react, a bright red slap was already printed on his face.

"No, that's not what you said just now, I'll give you another chance to say it again."

Zhang Fan's tone was so flat that he couldn't even see any joy or anger on his face, but the passers-by who passed by this Rolex store subconsciously felt a chill all over, and hurriedly hid far away to avoid being caught. Spread for no reason.

(End of this chapter)