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Cheng Jingming took out his mobile phone and put the QR code in the mobile phone in front of Fang Nancuo: "Give me back my 2 yuan."

"It contains my modeling fee." Fang Nan did not expect Cheng Jingming to hold up the WeChat payment code to himself.

"You said it wasn't for the money? You think you can climb into the sky just by thinking of a way to climb onto my bed?" Cheng Jingming was very proud and felt that he had once again occupied the high ground.

Fang Nan took a deep breath, he didn't want to get entangled with Cheng Jingming anymore, he could think whatever he wanted.Fang Nan wrongly explained: "It's my fault to sleep with you. I don't have any money right now, and I will return it to you when I go to the bank to withdraw it tomorrow."

"You said that people like you don't have a million and eight million in your pocket, so you must have fifty or sixty thousand in cash?"

Fang Nancuo looked at Cheng Jingming, who was ignorant of the sufferings of the world, and was speechless for a while. He endured his emotions and whispered: "My money has been deposited for a fixed period, and I will give it to you when I withdraw it tomorrow."

He picked up his mobile phone and handed it to Cheng Jingming: "Give me your bank card number."

"Next Monday, I will ask Assistant Huang to go to Jifeng to get the money. If you want to play tricks, you can try. Now get out of the car, I don't want to see you again." Cheng Jingming turned his head with a look of disgust after finishing speaking up.

Fang Nancuo went back to the rental house with lingering fear, not understanding what happened for a while.

Sitting in the car, Cheng Jingming couldn't help lifting his leg and kicking the front seat, the dedicated driver still looked ahead.Cheng Jingming called Assistant Huang: "Next Monday, you will go to Jifeng in person to find Fang Nan and ask for my 2 yuan back by mistake."

Assistant Huang couldn't hold back and almost laughed out loud.

Cheng Jingming was keenly aware of Assistant Huang's subtle changes, and asked angrily, "What are you laughing at?"

Although Assistant Huang has been with Mr. Cheng for five years and has figured out the boss's temper, he really doesn't understand why the boss cares about a mere 2 yuan.You must know that Mr. Cheng is not stingy with his bed partner, and he never blinks his eyes when he gives cars and houses.He asked puzzledly: "Mr. Cheng, you are very generous to others. How can you treat Xiaofang..."

Seeing that Cheng Jingming didn't speak, Assistant Huang continued: "Out of the 2 yuan, [-] is the model fee. You see, this kid is not easy."

After a while, Cheng Jingming said, "Twenty thousand."

Cheng Jingming still felt irritable. He told Assistant Huang, "Call the boy you met yesterday to wait for me at the hotel."

After Cheng Jingming hung up the phone, he felt that his chest was not so congested. One Fang Nancuo didn't know what to do, and there were thousands of Fang Nancuo who followed suit.There is no one in this world who cannot be solved by money, and what he lacks most is money.

Fang Nan got out of the car by mistake and went back to the rental house. He obviously wanted to pay back the money, but now he felt extremely relaxed.Fang Nan thought wrongly and returned all the [-] yuan to him, and Cheng Jingming would never pester him again in the future.In the final analysis, what happened in the villa was because I didn't think about it clearly, and I don't blame Cheng Jingming for being so angry.

As soon as he went to work the next day, Fang Nancuo was called to the office by Manager Zhang.

Manager Zhang looked at Fang Nancuo from top to bottom, he was a little hesitant about how to say: "Yesterday... nothing happened."

"It's okay, Mr. Cheng just sent me home."

Only then did Manager Zhang relax: "It's okay, you can go back."

Fang Nancuo was about to leave, but Manager Zhang stopped him again: "Cheng always plays, stay away from him."

Fang Nan wrongly understood what Manager Zhang meant, and also knew that Manager Zhang was doing it for his own good.He heard some rumors about Cheng Jingming in the advertising company one after another.If I knew it was Cheng Jingming that day, I would never agree.However, things had already happened, Fang Nancuo just wanted to stay away from Cheng Jingming.

Early on Monday morning, Assistant Huang came to the presidential suite on the top floor of the Puri Hotel.

Assistant Huang stood at the door and knocked. It was the boy from last Friday night who opened the door. He was not tall, but his facial features were very delicate.Wearing a nightgown, he felt a little embarrassed when he saw Assistant Huang standing at the door, and hurriedly let him in.

"Hmm..." The boy didn't know what to say. Following Assistant Huang's gaze, he suddenly found that the neckline of his nightgown was open, exposing his mottled chest with hickey marks. He hurriedly grabbed the collar and ran into the house.

Assistant Huang has gotten used to it, he just stood in the living room expressionlessly waiting for Cheng Jingming.

Cheng Jingming put on his suit and came out, then took another look into the bedroom: "You take time to accompany Xiaobai to the mall, and accompany him to buy something he likes."

Assistant Huang nodded, and sighed in his heart that his boss was really generous. Whenever he accompanied him to the mall to buy things, these people wanted to vacate the entire mall, but the most important thing his boss lacked was money.

"Also, go to Jifeng in the morning and bring back my 2 yuan."

Assistant Huang's expression froze, but he immediately returned to normal: "Okay."

At 10 o'clock in the morning, Assistant Huang came to Jifeng. He thought about it and didn't go in. Instead, he called Fang Nancuo downstairs.After a while, Fang Nancuo ran over panting with a paper bag.

He handed the money to Assistant Huang and was about to leave.

Assistant Huang found that the money in the paper bag was heavier than 2 yuan, and hurriedly stopped Fang Nancuo: "My boss said you only need to pay back [-] yuan."

"I do not need."

Assistant Huang suddenly had a thought: "Xiao Fang, I think we will meet again."

Fang Nan was stunned for a moment, ran straight into the building without saying anything.

Youcheng is so big and so prosperous, but it is just a scenery after all.Fang Nancuo, who wanted to stay in Youcheng, suddenly wanted to earn enough money and go back to his hometown. Small bridges and flowing water, rivers and streets are his final destination.

And Cheng Jingming looked at the 7 yuan that Assistant Huang brought back, and unconsciously reached out and touched his neck: "Is Fang Nancuo sick? Do you think that I will forgive him for pestering him repeatedly?"

Assistant Huang looked at the disgusted expression on the boss's face, and said politely: "He is just an honest boy, and he has never seen anything in the market."

Cheng Jingming glared at Assistant Huang, then turned his head in disgust: "Take the money away, I don't want it. Why does it seem like I prostituted him for nothing?"

Assistant Huang left the CEO's office with 7 yuan in his hands, with a confused look on his face. Is this a windfall today?

Two months passed quickly, and the high temperature in Youcheng made people feel that the days were hopeless.Fang Nan passed Jifeng's internship by mistake, and his salary suddenly increased by more than 1000 yuan.Fang Nancuo squeezed the bus every day and was sweating all over, so he gritted his teeth and decided to change houses.

Fang Nancuo took advantage of the weekend to look at the house. Although the community is old, it is only 40 minutes away from the company by subway.Fang Nan made a mistake and signed the rental contract with the landlord on the spot.

Everything seems to be on track.Fang Nan felt relaxed all over, as if he had regained the strength to survive the long summer.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is the busiest time for their customer department. Several marketing managers brought their team members to visit customers one by one.

Manager Zhang just bought a house in the North Fourth Ring Road, and the huge repayment pressure made him wish he could sign the contract 24 hours a day.He took Fang Nancuo around during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the two of them were either drinking or on the way to drink.