My Life Can Hang

"Thank you for your hard work, have a little heart."

Chen Dongcheng put a piece of soft Chinese that he bought on the road on the table.

Wu Ye is also a person who knows the goods, and the soft China is more than 600.

"This can't make it..."

"It's okay, I'm just making friends, maybe there will be time to trouble you in the future."

Wu Ye hesitated, but did not refuse.

"Don't worry, Mr. Chen, if you need us in the future, just contact the security office directly."

"Okay, I'll go back first."

Chen Dongcheng said goodbye and drove his Lamborghini into the underground garage.

Wu Ye disassembled Soft China and distributed a box to each of the security guards in the house.

"Mr. Chen has something to do in the future, you all have more snacks, and there will be benefits."

"Don't worry, Angkor."

In a high-end community like the West Bank of Mangrove, there are too many opportunities to meet rich people.

But the vast majority of owners have a lukewarm attitude towards them.

Chen Dongcheng's initiative to give them cigarettes is even rarer.

Even if Chen Dongcheng doesn't give cigarettes, Wu Ye and the others have to do their best.

But the effect is definitely different.

No, when Manager Zhou and the others drove the moving company's car to the gate of the west bank of the mangrove tree.

Wu Ye walked over with a few security guards and asked, "Did Mr. Chen find the moving company?"

"Yes, where do we need to register?"

"You don't need to register, just go in."

Manager Zhou was stunned for a moment. The property in this high-end community is so watery?

"Okay, thank you brothers."

The moving company's car just drove in, and another foreign vehicle followed, but Wu Ye and the others stopped him.

"Why can they go in directly?"

Wu Ye was too lazy to take care of it, so he said in a business-like manner: "Please go to register the information, we need to ask the owner's consent before we can let it go."

Mr. Chen will have trouble, what kind of onion are you?

Manager Zhou looked at the scene projected by the rearview mirror and realized that it was because of Mr. Chen.

Finding the address left by Chen Dongcheng, Manager Zhou led four young men to carry several cardboard boxes.

Moved things to the door and rang the bell.

Chen Dongcheng opened the door and said with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard, then let's put things at the door?"

Manager Zhou just glanced at it casually and could guess how big the room was, at least two hundred square meters.

There is no small apartment on the west bank of the mangrove, and the most eye-catching spiral staircase is six meters high.

They are all telling Manager Zhou that the decoration cost is something they can't earn in their lifetime.

"Just leave it at the door."

The four young men also glanced in enviously.

People's life and their completeness are two worlds.

Manager Zhou calculated the moving expenses, and then Chen Dongcheng paid directly, adding a tip of [-] by the way.

"Mr. Chen, let's say goodbye first, and just call the number on my business card in the future."

Chen Dongcheng glanced at Manager Zhou's business card and nodded with a smile: "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Manager Zhou closed the door gently and went directly back to the company with the four young men.

Chen Dongcheng moved all four large boxes to the second floor.

Song Meng's things and Zhuang Manting's things were deliberately separated by Manager Zhou.

"Wow, things have finally arrived. Sister Manting, we just have a cloakroom for each of us, so we don't have to put clothes in boxes anymore."

Song Meng smiled very happily. There are a few girls who don't want a cloakroom.

Chen Dongcheng leaned against the door and watched Song Meng and Zhuang Manting packing their clothes with a very gentle smile.

Although Chen Dongcheng can spend money to buy new clothes for Song Meng and the others.

These clothes can be thrown away directly, but the meaning is different, Song Meng and the others will not do that either.

Although Chen Dongcheng is rich, it does not mean that they will spend money with confidence.

Song Meng and the others mean that I like your people, not your money.

Otherwise, why do you need these old clothes.

Wouldn't it be better to just buy a new one, a big-name luxury product?

Chen Dongcheng understands their intentions, so he will cherish them even more.

Chapter 37. 037, everything is ready, only the quota

After a meal, Chen Dongcheng was fine.

Song Meng and Zhuang Manting were both exhausted and slumped on the sofa in the living room.

The [-]-square-meter living room is almost as big as the entire house that Song Meng and the others rented before.

Chen Dongcheng took two boxes of yogurt and handed them to them, watching TV leisurely.

A 72-inch large TV is simply not too comfortable.

The leather sofa as soft as a sympathizer's small hands made Chen Dongcheng too lazy to move when he lay on it.

A variety show was playing on the TV, and Chen Dongcheng lay on Zhuang Manting's lap like a fool.

The angry Song Meng kept hammering Chen Dongcheng with the pillow, and Chen Dongcheng resisted it with his hands from time to time.

The originally deserted room suddenly became lively.

"This bastard, dare to say that he has no bad intentions towards Sister Manting."

Song Meng felt the grievance in her heart and knew that Chen Dongcheng was not at ease.

Chen Dongcheng lay comfortably, while Zhuang Manting's legs were slender and elastic.

There is also a faint fragrance on his body, which should be sprayed with perfume.

Zhuang Manting suffered and felt very uncomfortable.

Seeing Chen Dongcheng closed his eyes and enjoying, Zhuang Manting really had no choice but to pinch Chen Dongcheng secretly.

"Mengmeng is angry, so why don't you coax her."

"It's alright, it'll be fine in a while."

Chen Dongcheng didn't lie down enough and said something to Song Meng.

"I came back and bought fruit and snacks. If you want to eat it, go get it."

When Song Meng heard there was something to eat, she angrily smashed the pillow on Chen Dongcheng's face, and turned to wash the fruit.

Chen Dongcheng closed his eyes for a while, but when he opened his eyes suddenly, he saw that Zhuang Manting seemed to be nervous, and her fair and slender neck was a little red.

Zhuang Manting seemed to be concentrating on watching TV, but she was already thinking about it in a panic.

This scene seems to have already appeared in Zhuang Manting's heart.

In other words, Zhuang Manting is also clear about living together, and there will be more and more ambiguity between them.

In the end, Zhuang Manting didn't know how long she could hold on.

But it seems that there is nothing wrong with having a man to rely on, Zhuang Manting kept thinking in her heart.

It has been ten years since she came to Pengcheng, and Zhuang Manting has not stopped, thinking about herself seriously.

I have been busy making money to support my family, and my parents need to see a doctor and take medicine.

My sister's tuition and living expenses, and the family has renovated a big house.

All this depends on Zhuang Manting's hard work. As for finding a rich man?

Zhuang Manting has never encountered a fitness club like Youlaihui that lacks rich people?

At the beginning, Zhuang Manting's fitness class did not know how popular it was, but she did make a lot of money in those years.

It's a pity that all the men who asked Zhuang Manting for private lessons were men with bad intentions.

In other words, few men can refuse the charm of Zhuang Manting.

As the number of times Zhuang Manting refused, gradually fewer men dared to pursue Zhuang Manting.

After all, there are very few people who can't eat grapes and spend money.

The vast majority of smart people will choose to retreat.

Wouldn't it be fragrant to choose other female coaches and spend a little money to open a room?

But the appearance of Chen Dongcheng is undoubtedly a turning point in Zhuang Manting's life.

It seems a little strange, Chen Dongcheng never seemed to express his pursuit of himself clearly, but it was always difficult for Zhuang Manting to refuse.

Zhuang Manting can only sigh that she and Chen Dongcheng may really have a bad relationship.

Chen Dongcheng doesn't care about what is wrong or not.