After parting with Xia Lan, someone else rented the house.
So Zhang Xian went to Ninghua Jiayuan again.
The process went smoothly. After it was over, it was almost time for Zhang Xian to go to work at Quantong Company.
In order to prevent Ma Xiaotiao from following him, Zhang Xian simply didn't drive.
Who knew that Ma Xiaotiao drove his own Porsche.
Zhang Xian was desperate.
After getting through the difficult part-time job, Zhang Xian took a taxi to Jinding Auto Trade.
He called ahead and went to drive.
I originally thought that a few staff members would stay to take over, but unexpectedly it was Zheng Lan waiting for me.
"As the general manager, you have to do everything. It must be tiring."
"You are our top customer at Jinding, and you must be treated with the highest standards."
"Okay, I'll take the car."
When Zhang Xian drove the Lykan back to the community.
The security guards immediately stood up straight, trying to make a good impression.
However, Zhang Xian was blocked at the door.
The electronic access system couldn't detect Zhang Xian's car at all and wouldn't let him in.
Zhang Xian could only open the car window: "Please help."
"Okay, okay."
The security guard was terrified. How could the system fail at the critical moment?
For a wealthy person like Zhang Xian, time is extremely precious.
After Zhang Xian drove away, the security guard muttered, "Mr. Zhang's new car has already been registered, why won't he be allowed in?"
"It might be broken. We need to get it fixed quickly. It's taking too long."
At this time, another owner returned home.
The pole is raised normally.
The next few cars also had no problems.
The security guard began to doubt his life and felt that something was wrong.
As if he suddenly realized something, he looked in the direction of Villa No. 8 and a bold guess popped up in his mind.
…
After a quick cleanup, Zhang Xian sat in front of the computer.
Mako was actually waiting for him.
"Brother, are you coming with me?"
"good."
The two of them were happily playing together.
After a period of adjustment, their cooperation has improved and their results are good.
It was Wu Zetian's phone call that interrupted the game.
Thinking of his performance today, Zhang Xian felt guilty.
"Hey, Mom, don't scold me first, listen to my explanation first."
"Why am I scolding you?"
"You still don't know the result of the blind date?"
"Aunt Li told me that the girl had a good impression of you and decided to give it a try. I gave her your WeChat."
“????”
Zhang Xian was a little confused.
What is the situation now?
At that time, they were almost chopping each other with swords, and you still have a good impression?
In fact, after the impulse, Lin Xiaoyou reacted.
If Zhang Xian was really a poor college student, how could he possibly spend 490,000 yuan to buy Hermès?
He has a very arrogant and domineering attitude towards himself, and it is obvious that he has the capital to be so confident.
Lin Xiaoyou didn't want to break this thread.
Leaving a chance for a turnaround is just a matter of a word, and you won't suffer any loss.
You have to say, some people are just mean.
Others pampered and spoiled her, but she ignored them and acted bossy.
If you are a little cold to her, she might find you interesting.
I probably guessed what Lin Xiaoyou was thinking.
Zhang Xian felt that the top of the rich second generation's head had grown from a small tuft of grass into a grassland.
"Mom, I don't agree."
"Why would you disagree? There are so few women these days, and finding a partner is all about competition. Besides, I think the girl is pretty good..."
"She has a boyfriend."
"What did you say?"
"I saw it with my own eyes. Once you told Aunt Li about it, she understood."
"Tsk, no, this girl already has a boyfriend, why is she still going on a blind date..."
My mother's voice became much lower. After a pause, she suddenly asked, "Son, why don't you try harder and snatch her away..."
"Mom, you think no one wants your son, so you want me to be a mistress."
Zhang Xian was speechless.
"If someone wants it, why don't you just bring one back? Why make me so anxious?"
"Okay, okay, I got it. I'll hang up now if I have something to do."
After going around and around, he returned to the starting point. Zhang Xian was speechless.
After hanging up the phone, I checked WeChat and saw that someone really wanted to add me as a friend.
Zhang Xian refused without hesitation.
As a result, the WeChat notification sound rang again.
And added a note: I am Liu Zhixin, and I want to talk to you.
It turned out to be a misunderstanding.
Zhang Xian accepted the friend request, after all, the two were high school classmates.
The main reason is that Liu Zhixin is very stupid, and Zhang Xian feels a little sorry for her.
"Zhang Xian?"
Liu Zhixin on the other side of the screen was very excited.
"It's me, what can I do for you?"
"Are you free tomorrow? I want to invite you to dinner. I haven't had a good talk with you for a long time."
"I'm busy."
"It's ok tonight, let's watch a movie."
"I really don't have time."
Zhang Xian didn't lie. He had to go to school and work part-time tomorrow.
Liu Zhixin thought Zhang Xian was still brooding over what happened before: "I was drunk that day and was talking nonsense. There's nothing between Pan Fengxu and me, don't think too much about it..."
“Stop, stop, stop.”
Zhang Xian interrupted her: "If you don't have anything to do, I'm going to take a shower."
"that……"
Liu Zhixin thought quickly and said, "Today is the Douya Annual Ceremony. Do you want to come to my live broadcast room and take a look?"
"Okay, okay, I got it."
Zhang Xian said perfunctorily and did not reply.
He wondered what Liu Zhixin had been through and why she couldn't even speak clearly.
Feeling a little hungry, Zhang Xian walked into the kitchen.
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