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Thirty, is it US dollars or RMB?

Lin Qianxue found that she was becoming more and more dependent on Fu Chenxue, and this feeling was getting stronger and stronger. She was afraid that one day Fu Chenxue would suddenly leave, and these happy days would become memories, but Fu Chenxue really had to leave.

, why should she stop him?

That night, Fu Chenxue told Lin Qianxue that he had found a job in an investment company. Lin Qianxue looked at him for a long time, bit her lip with her white teeth, and asked: "Brother Chenxue, are you

Do you really want to leave here?"

Fu Chenxue was surprised: "Why do you say that?"

"Then why are you in such a hurry to find a job?"

"I originally came here to find a job. Besides, I can't just eat here for free every day, right?"

"Why are you eating for free? You treated my mother and helped me so much..."

"Don't worry, even if you find a job, I can come back to see you often."

"But in that case, I won't be able to eat the food you cooked, and...who will wake me up in the morning?"

"You girl, don't you really think of me as your free nanny?"

"What do you think...How about I pay you?"

"Okay, how much salary will Mr. Lin give me every month?"

"If it's a full-time nanny, it would be five thousand a month..."

"Five thousand? Yes, you can consider it - but is your family rich?"

"I'm not very rich, but I can still use this little money!"

"How much does it cost? Would you like to pay in US dollars or RMB?"

"Of course it's RMB, but if you insist on US dollars, you can also consider it..."

"Five thousand dollars?"

"No—five thousand points!"

"..."

"What? Too little?"

"No, that's too much -"

After laughing for a while, Fu Chenxue asked: "Xiaoxue, has Li Tian given you any trouble recently?"

"No - while you are here, if he troubles me again, wouldn't he be asking for trouble? Besides, you warned him that night, doesn't he know how to repent?"

"Xiaoxue, don't think that everyone is so kind. People's hearts are as deep as the sea. They can turn their hands into clouds or turn their hands into rain. Especially those in power can do anything. Li Tian's father is not a district chief.

Is that so? If my son is so bad, I may not be much better, so I remind you to be careful..."

"Brother Chenxue——" Lin Qianxue's voice suddenly dropped, as soft as a mosquito: "Can you protect me and my mother?"

"Uh... Xiaoxue, let's not talk about this tonight. Let me play a piece of music for you!" After Fu Chenxue finished speaking, he took out a bamboo flute and started playing it. Lin Qianxue saw Fu Chenxue

She was unwilling to answer her question and felt very disappointed. However, she was soon intoxicated by the beautiful sound of the flute. The sound of the flute had a power that penetrated people's hearts, as if blue ancient elves were dancing and singing on the water in front of her. Every time

A single note can melt into the depths of her blood like a drop of water.

Outside the tall office building of "Qian Ren Ji", several magnolia trees were in full bloom, and a round of setting sun was embedded among the bustling snow-like petals, like a red mole on a beauty's forehead, charming and enchanting. Fu Chenxue hugged a bunch of

When the document entered the planning room, I heard my colleague Lao Bi sighing: "Children today, the fanaticism for chasing stars can make the Red Guards of the past feel inferior to death. A few days ago, my two little daughters were compared to their idols. One is'

"Korean Wave", one of them is a "beautiful fan", but the two sisters got into a fight, and they were incompatible with each other. My wife and I couldn't persuade each other - "Old Bi is in his thirties, with a shiny bald head, and is the mastermind.

The living treasure of the family, he was nicknamed "Grandpa Bi". It is said that when he was in college, he was a talented scholar in the Chinese Department, specializing in classical literature. He spent time with the "four beauties" day and night. All the hair on his head was dedicated to love, and he was bald.

Let Ge You, old and bright, make the moon-worshiping Diao Chan jealous to death.

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