Chapter 130 (1/2)

In the harem office, I sat at my desk with a frown and looked down casually at the account book. Because of a series of things such as the young lady's salary increase, renting a house and recruiting a driver, we can basically say that we don't make money in the harem now. The more I look at the account book, the more annoyed I am, so I just threw the account book aside, out of sight and out of mind.

”Well, here it is?” Liu Rui staggered into the office.

”Why don't you go down to work and always run to me? What's the matter?” I was worried when I saw Liu Rui first, but it was even more worried when I didn't see him.

”I don't have much work to do. There are people on the first and second floors. Ladies, now you don't need my psychological counseling. If this goes on, Yang Song and I will lose our jobs...” Liu Rui said with a melancholy face.

”If you don't live, cut me a fruit plate and go quickly...” I waved my hand impatiently.

”Is there any smoke?” Liu Rui not only didn't leave, but sat shamelessly opposite me.

”No!” I replied without looking up.

”The whole one, the whole one...” Liu Rui smiled and bared his teeth.

”No, I've given you a lot of money this fucking month. Why does JB even rub my cigarettes?” I silently threw Liu Rui a $2.5 red dragon.

”Are you fucking smoking this cigarette?” Liu Rui looked at the red dragon in his hand and stared at the boss.

”No one smokes this cigarette, can you save some...” I smiled awkwardly.

”I'm not used to smoking this cigarette. I've been smoking from Zhonghua recently. You have to give me the whole Yuxi...” Liu Rui looked at the red dragon in his hand.

”Love JB, don't smoke, don't smoke, return me...” I stretched out my hand to grab it back.

”I find that you are more and more like Liu Yongfu now. You're pulling...” Liu Rui sharpened his cigarette and lit it.

”I'm far from Liu Yong... I don't have money, he has money...”

”Cough, the smoke is so fucking choking...” Liu Rui is still tangled with the red dragon.

”Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go.

Just as I was kicking out Liu Rui, the desk phone rang. I picked it up and saw that it was Du Xianyang.

This person, who is engaged in steel trade at home, has a little spare money in his father's hand. Simply, this person is a rich second generation. He doesn't have any JB business every day and wanders around every day. But he is very popular and doesn't like to make trouble at ordinary times. His only hobby is to make an appointment. Let's put it this way. Basically, the ladies of our harem have straightened their crotch with him.

In the old car's words: ”Lao Du is one of the few people I admire! If he doesn't engage in steel, he will be a chicken head. He can definitely monopolize the prostitution market in H city! Broken shoes are very standard...!”

You see, even a professional chicken like Lao Che shows admiration for Lao Du. It can be seen that this man really has some ability!

Because Du Xianyang often comes to our harem to play, he gets familiar with me. If he has nothing to do, he can have a drink or something

”Hey, boss ye, what are you doing?” Du Xianyang asked brightly.

”I'm at home!”

”What are you doing at home?” Du Xianyang smiled obscene.

”What can I do at home??? How can you be so romantic...”

”Ha ha, that's true!” Du Xianyang smiled and asked, ”so what, are you free tomorrow? I'm married. Come here?”

”Why did you get married again? Do I remember not getting married last month?”

”... forget it, I took that woman to Phuket for my honeymoon. I fucking ran away with a black man and came back to me three days later. B was a big circle... I divorced when I thought the model was not suitable...” Du Xianyang explained without embarrassment.

”Er... It's really a little...” I didn't know how to reply after listening.

”Ha ha, it's nothing, just a B, just another one...”

I'm worried about Du Xianyang. I'm thinking about how to comfort him. People don't care at all. It's like I'm the one whose daughter-in-law cheated.

”Brother hang, where was your wedding table?”