Sheng Chong's lovely wife: The professor's husband is the president

Chapter 32 My Teacher Is the President (3)

"You...what do you want to do?!" Could it be selling yourself to be a waiter in a coffee shop?

"Personal assistant!" Lan Weiwei stared at the contract on the table in disbelief, fortunately he could figure it out.

Tang Ruochen didn't give her a chance to refute at all, and said bluntly: "I'm on a business trip tomorrow, and I may not be back until next week. You can pack your things and prepare to move now."

Lan Weiwei picked up the contract, looked at it carefully, her self-esteem was broken, and she slapped the contract on the table: "Be your personal nanny? Dream it!"

Seeing Lan Weiwei's reaction, Tang Ruochen couldn't help but wanted to laugh, but in the end he held back and asked with his usual indifferent expression, "Why, I don't want to."

Lan Weiwei bit her lower lip, and glared at Tang Ruochen angrily, it was so deceiving!He blurted out: "I'm only willing because I'm mentally ill! Is your family short of a nanny! Why should I serve you!"

It seems that she didn't understand the job she applied for at all, and she dared to stand in front of her resolutely and resist herself. This woman is really stupid no matter how you look at it. Tang Ruochen focused on her delicate face, quietly observing Looking at her expression, she reminded with interest: "I thought this was what you dreamed of, but it seems that I think highly of you, and you are so self-sufficient, you would rather serve countless men than me alone ?”

Lan Weiwei suddenly raised her head, and said in disbelief, "Countless!? Why don't you talk about the whole world!"

Thinking of the inexplicable loss of virginity that night, she felt a little aggrieved, "Why do you always think of me as slutty! But if I, Lan Weiwei, are a little bit dishonest, can I take advantage of you that night!"

Hearing this, Tang Ruochen almost didn't laugh, so he coughed twice and covered his lips, but he still didn't hide it from Lan Weiwei's eyes. At the moment when she was angry, she caught a light smile that captivated all beings.

She tried her best to maintain some rationality, not being confused by his smile, and said firmly, "What if I disagree!"

"You have no choice."

Lan Weiwei understands that 2000 million has already been transferred to Jinheng Hotel. As long as he makes a phone call, he can invite himself to the VIP room every second.

She lowered her head and flipped through the contract intentionally or unintentionally, and asked casually, "To be your personal... nanny, how much is it a month?"

In fact, after she finished speaking, Lan Weiwei already had self-knowledge, she lowered her head for a moment and didn't dare to look at him anymore.

She doesn't think the coffee shop's salary of tens of thousands a month is too low, but she thinks it's too low for 2000 million yuan to pay her a year's salary?
In fact, she really wanted to jump in front of the mirror and yell at herself: Can't you see that this contract is for debt?
Tang Ruochen remembered how she looked drunk that night, and he still hasn't forgotten it, and said with a look of disgust: "During this period, I will provide your food and clothing, but you have to promise me some additional conditions."

"Also! Are there conditions?"

"The contract is very clear. If you have no objections, just sign it."

What she said, as if she could discuss it if she had an opinion, Lan Weiwei gritted her teeth and picked up the contract on the table. After turning the page, she noticed the following rows of small words:
First: no alcohol.

Second: After nine o'clock in the evening self-study, you must return to your residence on time.

Lan Weiwei couldn't read these two articles alone, and angrily suppressed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Teacher, why don't you just put me in a cage! It won't save me from being released!"

(End of this chapter)