flirt with a rich man

"Brother Zhuoge!"

In a flash of embarrassment, Xiao Zhuo supported the corner of the table and almost fell down, "What's the matter?"

Li Wen grabbed the store manager's clothes nervously, pointed to the three people beside him and said, "It seems that there is a big business coming."

Xiao Zhuo's head was still sleepy, and he was thinking about some big business. Sleeping on his stomach has many disadvantages. One of them is that he will hiccup when he wakes up. His stomach is squeezed and he can't stop after standing up. The hiccups are uncomfortable.

"Are you the store manager?" A tall, shrewd looking man among the three walked up to him, smiling.

Xiao Zhuo's eyes widened fiercely, "Yes, I am."

"Well, that's it, we..."

The conversation was not long, Xiao Zhuo was in a dazed state, he scratched his head and felt that it was very hanging, so he said: "Your quantity is too big, our store may not be able to do so much." He smiled, this store It’s not that the branch is the first one opened by the boss. Not only the year, but also the employees inside have been there for a long time. More or less, they have to go home to take care of the family or take care of their grandchildren. This list is just a joke, 900 copies a day, as his factory Wholesale!

"That's it, 300 snacks per day."

The data is too bad, Xiao Zhuo touched his heart, "Not far ahead is a shop that is bigger than ours..."

"Don't go there." The tall and thin man interrupted him with a raised hand, still smiling, "The employees of our store often buy from your shop, just your shop."

It stands to reason that if you have money but don't make money, you are a fool, "Succeed, from the day after tomorrow, I haven't prepared this material yet." Xiao Zhuo is happy, this sales must be rising steadily, what's the advantage of rising slowly.

The Chinese New Year bonus is much bigger.

Thinking of this, he wasn't sleepy any more. It was rare for him to enter the store humming a ditty. Li Wen was lying on his stomach playing with his phone and quickly put it away when he saw him coming. "Is it really a big order?"

"Yes, I don't play with my mobile phone in the future, I guess I won't have time for you to fiddle with it." Xiao Zhuo threw a piece of paper to her.

Li Wen looked at it for a while, and suddenly said in a ghostly manner, "The store manager, ask for a salary increase."

"Small, I'll mention it to my boss when this month is over."

"Shop manager, you are surprisingly handsome these days."

"I look handsome every day."

Big orders for no reason are still long-term ones. Xiao Zhuo knocked on the calculator to calculate the latest sales, and he could earn two days' worth of money in one day. When he accumulated every day to the end, he would have to smile all over his face when he showed it to the boss.

When returning home, Yiming also felt a different atmosphere, shook his father's hand and asked, "Xiao Zhuo, did you win the big prize today?"

"It's about the same as winning the grand prize." After speaking, he felt something was wrong, and raised his hand to pat Yiming's head, "Call me Dad."

"Why do you have to call Dad and not by name?"

"Because I am your old man."

"I didn't see you call me son, didn't you also call me 'Xiao Yiming'"

Xiao Zhuo rubbed his eyes, "You have a lot of questions."

The weather was getting colder and colder, and he didn't dare to drive too fast. The child was very troublesome and distressed, but when he got home, he saw a shiny car parked at the gate of the community, and he felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, Hou Hao and the old man of the Zhang family started chatting again.

"I haven't seen you here before."

"That's when I got in touch with Xiao Zhuo." Seeing Xiao Zhuo bring his son up, Hou Hao laughed, "I'm very close to Yiming."

Mr. Zhang also saw Yiming, beckoned him to come over, and said to Hou Hao, "I don't really hit it off with that stinky boy in my family. When we meet each other, we always want to fight."

"Who made Uncle laugh at me all the time." Yiming pursed his lips for laughing at his younger brother's little things, and said, "Hello, Uncle Hou."

Hou Hao began to imagine Yi Ting calling his father, and when he thought about it, he lost his mind.

Yiming lingered in his grandfather's arms, came down and asked Hou Hao, "Are you looking for me and dad?"

"Yes."

Yiming was overjoyed, took his hand and whispered, "Daddy won the lottery today and bought a lot of meat."

These words were just like not giving meat to eat, Xiao Zhuo who was listening at the side raised his hand and brought his son over, "Xiao Yiming, why are you talking so much?"

Xiao Zhuo always smelled of butter on his body when he came back from the store, and he jumped up excitedly as soon as he smelled it.

"Dad, hug."

Looking down at the dishes in his hand, Xiao Zhuo sighed, "No hug."

Hou Hao walked behind Yiming, with his leg just touching the child's back, Yiming looked up at him, "Uncle hugs you."

Yiming thought for a while, then slowly stretched out his hand for him to hug.

It feels completely different from holding a little princess. Hou Hao gently caressed the child's back. In fact, he was not too stubborn to rush for a child. Even if he was with his ex-wife and urged by his parents, he still respected Su Qinqin and let her After filming, I will have a child.This child was an unexpected accident, and it happened that this accident made him feel differently.

When he was young, he was not as relaxed and joyful as a child is now. Hou Zheng and Li Shufen are both people with backgrounds. The harshness of the family is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. In order to train his son, he can be thrown abroad alone without asking a question.

Childhood was not very good, so he paid special attention to his children.

"You are heavier than Xie Shengfei." Cutting off the memory, he touched the little ghost and looked similar to the little princess.

Yiming turned his head, stared at Hou Hao's puffed cheeks, and said softly, "I'm a man, and my father said that boys grow up fast."

Xiao Zhuo was already busy in the kitchen, he didn't put Yiming down but put him on his lap, "Boys grow slower than girls."

He didn't know why, he just liked Uncle Hou, Yiming thought for a while, put his head on his uncle's chest and tugged at his tie, hesitated, "Every time I see you, you always dress like this, Uncle, do you only have one piece of clothing?"

Hou Hao froze for a moment, shook his head and nodded again, guessing that Yiming didn't know the difference, the clothes are actually different but the colors are similar, "Uncle is just this one, and he doesn't even have a place to live."

"You are so pitiful." He said like a little adult, he didn't expect Uncle Hou to be so poor as a grown-up.

"Can you take me in for a few days?" Hou Hao looked at the kid.

Hearing this, he turned his head in surprise, Yiming wanted to pick his nose, but remembering that his uncle was there, he lowered his head, "Hmm..." He suddenly jumped down into the room, and came out again when Hou Hao wanted to light the wax for himself, "You can let You stay for a few days, but make sure it’s clean.”

Xiao Zhuo couldn't listen anymore, Xiaodong didn't see him as a father at all, "Xiao Yiming, did your host tell Dad about it?"

"Dad, don't you already know it now?" After speaking, he hugged his father's thigh and knelt to the end, "Look, Uncle Hou doesn't even have a place to live."

There was a slight shaking of the thigh, Xiao Zhuo looked sad and indignant, and stared fiercely at the smiling tiger in the living room.

Hou Hao squinted his eyes, and turned on the TV with his legs crossed as if he was at home. The child is really good, mainly because he is easy to deceive.

Xiao Zhuo's dishes on the table were well-prepared, neither particularly delicious nor unpalatable, Hou Hao evaluated silently in his heart.

"Don't go to bed until you finish this dish." After ordering the table, Xiao Zhuo began to give orders, and Yiming was very picky about eating, so the two often had a stalemate during meals.

The right hand is used to holding things, Yiming looked at the dishes in the bowl with a serious face, his eyes were cold and his mouth was pouted a little bit interestingly.

Hou Hao raised his mouth and tasted the taste of home