Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

The sun slowly sets and the sky gets darker and darker.

More than two hours have passed and the area is dark.

This shithole doesn't go to the back of the village. The mountains are still full of cemeteries, shady and cold.

He Juncheng rubbed his arm and lowered his curse. He dialed the number of calls he did not know. “Young Master Ye, did you get the car? Is the road broken again? Otherwise I'll pick you up! ”

“Almost there. Five minutes! ”

He said five minutes ago! This kid is deliberate!

He Juncheng almost yelled directly at his mother. “My car is right in front of the sign. You come straight here! ”

“Okay, got it! ”

Ye Mufan hung up, drank half a bottle of wine, and finished reading the magazine and a bunch of materials before finally getting up and getting ready to go out.

An hour later, Ye Mufan finally arrived late in a taxi.

He Juncheng waited exactly four hours for Ye Mufan, and everyone almost blew up.

As a result, when I saw Ye Mufan, I had to smile. “Oh, Young Master Ye, you are here! Not very lucky today. Something's been going on on on the road, but nothing. Good things go on and on and on! ”

Ye Mufan knew it was intentional, and he could not say anything.

Goddamn it, when he fixes what's at hand, let's see how he fucks him up!

“But, Young Master Ye, why do you ask for such a place? Why don't you go somewhere else and sit down and have a drink and talk?” He Juncheng always felt that this damn place was infiltrated.

Ye Mufan lit a cigarette, took a slow sip and spit out a cigarette ring, "This place is nice, quiet, nobody. ”

“Well, well, well, well, well, as long as you like, let's get down to business. I'll give you 10,000 a month as long as you'll keep working for me. How about that? That's enough?” He Juncheng quickly stated his purpose.

Ye Mufan sighed and mumbled, “10,000 ah...”

Seeing Ye Mufan hesitate, He Juncheng spoke a proud tone, “I'll give you 20,000! That's the price for regular employees in the company! ”

Ye Mufan sniffed and smiled low.

“So... 30,000? Thirty grand is almost up to my salary!” He Juncheng spoke in a charitable tone.

Oh, his salary is 30,000, but fame brings him hundreds of times more income than this. He's calling it flowers...

He Jun said, “Young Master Ye, I know that your life is not easy right now, and you know what you are doing. Your uncle is not a fuel-saving lamp, and he won't let you come forward.

Honestly, you can't get this price anywhere. Maybe you can't even get in someone's office door. Your dad owes you another butt debt. Follow me. At least you're not worried? ”

Ye Mufan's eyebrows picked slightly. “That makes sense...”

As soon as he saw the play, He Jun was established and looked happy. "Anything else you want, you can ask! ”

Ye Mufan smiled softly and pulled into the voice channel, “What do I want... come here and I'll tell you! ”

He Jun was founded with his eyes shut.

Ye Mufan threw the cigarette in his hand and crushed it with the soles of his feet. Then he hooked his lips and smiled and looked at He Juncheng.

The next second, the moment He Juncheng walked in front of him, a loud bang.

“Ah -” He Jun, who had just arrived, cried a terrible cry and was punched to the ground.