Young Master Mu, please give me more advice

"I don't want money." Yuan Liang fixed her eyes on Mu Zixiao's bank card.

"How could you not want money? Isn't it just to make money when you perform outside? Call your dad back. He has a credit card machine."

Tian Wei was talking impatiently while answering the phone in his hand.

"My dad? My dad is in my hometown. Do you know my dad?" Yuan Liang swallowed, put Mu Zixiao in her arms into a suit, and grabbed the collar with both hands, for fear that the clothes would wrinkle.

"Stop pretending, our president just said that the company doesn't need low-quality people..."

Harsh curses came from Tian Wei's other end of the call.

"Sorry, ma'am, I'm not talking to you. The young master is not on the tennis court, yes, I see, I'll take him home now."

Tian Wei, who put down his phone, hastily whispered in President Muzixiao's ear, as if he was studying some countermeasures.

"You have money in your pocket." Mu Zixiao said suddenly before leaving, which caught Tian Wei by surprise.

He stammered, "Young Master Mu, but I only have change in my pocket."

"It doesn't matter, you can give me the change." Yuan Liang summoned up the courage to say this sentence. She thought that the change Tian Wei mentioned would be a one-yuan coin. She couldn't live, so she went all out.

"It seems that the old man is right, thick-skinned, full of food." Tian Wei squeezed Yuan Liang with his eyes, and then took out a red note in his pocket.

"Didn't you say change? You don't need so much. If anyone of you has change, please ask him for 99 yuan."

Yuan Liang yelled at groups of people.

As soon as the spectators heard that they needed money, they all walked in random directions, leaving no one behind.

"Forget it, forget it, then you washed my coat too." Tian Wei looked at his watch and tucked the suit into Yuan Liang's elbow. If it wasn't for the time constraints, he would also want to take off his shirt and tie Come down and give it to Yuan Liang to wash.

"Young Master Mu, it's too late, let's go."

While Yuan Liang was still looking for someone to exchange money, Mu Zixiao and Tian Wei had already walked in the opposite direction quickly, and then got into the short and flat red gradient black car, "Squeak! Squeak! !” drove away.

Yuan Liang finally stopped chasing them.

"My car is also a limited edition in the world." Yuan Liang, who found the bicycle in the trash can, straightened the crooked frame, and then blew on the household garbage stuck inside.

For a moment, the eyes are mesmerized by the flying particles.

She skillfully rolled her eyelids, moved her eyeballs, and blinked quickly, the particles were rubbed out, Yuan Liang would rather touch the soft corners of her eyes with her dirty hands than let tears flow from them.

"Young Master Mu, what's wrong with you? I saw your eyes were wet just now. I was frightened by the scene that will be waiting for you. Think about it. What kind of gift do you want to give your mom on her birthday? It’s a problem, if you don’t send it well, you will definitely be scolded.”

Tian Wei smiled at the CEO at Mu Zi with his eyes, not knowing how to persuade him.

"Anyway, I can't wait any longer, I still have something to do." Tian Wei breathed a sigh of relief, making excuses casually, not wanting to fall into the next chaotic situation.

However, the next phone call made him look serious, "Ma'am, wait for the girl who signed the contract to come too? I understand, I will bring the contract and go with the young master."