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

The iceberg man sat in the air conditioning with a cool breeze and no head back and no desire to speak.

“How do I know.” The idolater leaves his mouth open: “The captain went to book a ticket... If the dead mute doesn't want to leave, let him stay here and enjoy himself. ”

As soon as the voice went down, a piecemeal footsteps appeared outside the door, winking and Feng Xuan walked into the box from the outside.

“Where's the captain?” Feng Xuan also sat on the stool with an ice stick in his hand, his eyes swept over a flower and others.

“Tickets booked, not yet arrived.” The divine idolater speaks.

Feng Xuan nodded and smiled softly: “Oh, the captain really deserved it this time... I actually remembered to book a flight back...”

Smell, the foreign brick moving friend looked at Feng Xuanyi, hey hey smile: “Think about it all a little excited, when we came... the boat almost didn't drown. ”

“Captain… Book a ticket… Does he have money?” Feng Xuan also ate a popsicle and was curious about his face.

Hearing that Feng Xuan said the same thing, a flower and the eyes of the four people present, instantly all fell on Feng Xuan.

“The captain has no money... but you have money... the ticket money was booked for the driver's salary...” said the divine idolater.

“What did you say?!” Feng Xuan instantly jumped from the chair. That's how hard he worked hard to earn the sweat money after spending such a long time as a guard at the chef's house!

The captain deceived him to save it for himself... but being a chauffeur usually doesn't cost much money...

Never thought…

Shit, took all the sweat money you've been working so hard on and booked the plane tickets?!

“By the way, mute, how much did you make as a chaperone?” Some foreign bricks are full of curiosity.

Returning tickets are not cheap. The captain also said to book first class...

“Ordinary guard… 15,000 a month… Captain of the guard, 50,000 a month…" Feng Xuanyi muttered.

“Holy shit, 50,000?!” The godly idolater almost didn't jump up. He worked so hard to show his fortune in the palm of his hand every day outside, holding on to the cold and cold heat, earning only a few dozen dollars a day, sometimes not much business all day, coming down a month, usually some eight or nine hundred, one or two thousand when he was lucky...

This, Feng Xuan is also in the driver, when the average guard, nothing bragging, playing cards, can make 15,000 a month, when the captain of the guard, sits in the office every day for a hairy watermelon, 50,000 a month...

“How much did you pay the captain?” A flower stared at Feng Xuan and asked.

“A year's salary, all fucked up by the captain!” Feng Xuan also took out his notebook, carefully read it, and a moment later, he raised his face in disdain and looked at the Divine Virtualist and a flower: “This year's wage... 400,000 total! I've only spent thousands of dollars this fucking year! ”

“Don't think about the money... From here back to the Autonomous Prefecture, the plane is going to take a few trips, and you have to take a cruise ship... The captain ordered first class, the cruise ship ordered luxury packages...” said the divine idolater.

……

Feng Xuan also took a deep breath and couldn't help but want to hammer the hearts of the people in front of him.

Dare to love your hard earned sweat money this year and serve them all.

A moment later, Feng Xuan lit a cigarette and recovered a pale colour on his face: “Tell me about it. ”

Hearing what Feng Xuanyi said, the idolaters and a flower were all stunned. What else is there to do now?