The love life of a men's clothing boss

He really couldn't understand Yan Muzhen's attitude of not going to Fang Jiewa for three days.

He opened his mouth, and finally there was a forced smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Oh, I broke the chopsticks. Your grandfather taught me to use them as toothpicks."

He really doesn't want to talk about business anymore, he really wants to hit someone now.

Yan Muzhen glanced innocently at the chopsticks.

"I usually use disposable chopsticks when I eat at home?"

What Yan Muzhen said was correct, when she first came to this house, she was not allowed to serve on the table, and later returned to the table because of her grandfather's support, but the bowls and chopsticks they used were different when eating.

The bowls she uses are not used by the family, and the discarded bowls are for servants. As for the chopsticks, Wang Yazhi once said that disposable chopsticks are better and healthier for people.

Wang Yazhi's nonsense may not even believe ghosts.

If using disposable chopsticks is good for the child's health, why doesn't Yan Qingqing use them?

In the end, I still want to remind her that she is not a real person, isn't it?
When I came back today, I accidentally used the so-called high-end chopsticks for her, ha ha.

She is really not rare.

After all, Wang Yazhi is Xiaojiabiyu, who just broke a pair of chopsticks, look at this face, it's changed!
Tsk tsk tsk, it looks like a big sauce!

She felt that what Wang Yazhi asked of her today must be worth more than the 1 yuan.

Yan Xianglin took a deep breath, turned his head and glared at Wang Yazhi next to him.

He can probably understand why Yan Mujin would do this.

After all, it has been years and has been excluded.

Wang Yazhi was passive and aggrieved. Although she was doing too much, didn't Yan Xianglin object?
Subconsciously, she felt that this matter was not a problem.

"Okay, let him go about the past."

Yan Xianglin decided to give Wang Yazhi a step up.

Yan Muzhen put the remains of the chopsticks on the table.

"By the way, these chopsticks, knives and forks are better as toothpicks than disposable chopsticks. They are stronger."

Yan Xianglin was speechless, it was impossible to pass.

Yan Muzhen stood up at this moment, and calmly looked at the husband and wife sitting beside the table.

"After I was pushed down the stairs by Yan Qingqing and fell half to death in this house, and was picked up by my grandfather, I knew that I was not from this family.

Although I don't know why you suddenly feel that I belong to your family today, but I'm sorry, I don't think it's an honor. "

After Yan Mujin finished speaking, she turned around and left.

"You stop for me!"

Yan Xianglin really couldn't bear his temper this time.

Since Yan Mujin came in, she has been doing things like not going to the house for three days, and now she clearly means that she doesn't want to meddle in his business.

Yan Muzhen was trained by the old man, so she still has some cleverness.

"What am I standing here for?
Is it your chopsticks that I can break? "

Faced with such a question, Wang Yazhi shook the chopsticks involuntarily.

Although 1 yuan is nothing to them, the channel where the chopsticks come from is very rare.

She spent a lot of effort to get this chopsticks.

Yan Mujin saw Wang Yazhi's actions and sneered.

"I don't know who you bought the chopsticks from, but I am very responsible to tell you that the chopsticks in your hand are not made of golden nanmu, but ordinary elm wood."

When Wang Yazhi heard this, her expression became extremely ugly.

If this is really the truth, wouldn't she have been scammed by hundreds of thousands.

At that time, she heard people say that using the chopsticks for a long time is good for the health, and it can also cure diseases.

At that time, she felt that it would be very face-saving to give such chopsticks when visiting relatives and friends.

Both expensive and healthy.

Although Yan Muzhen's attitude was extremely positive, Wang Yazhi still didn't quite believe it.

"Hehehe, why are you kidding like this?"

A mocking smile flashed across Yan Muzhen's face.

"If you're joking, be joking.

But having said that, you can't even see the feeling of gold thread after breaking apart this golden nanmu, why do you think this is?

hiss! "

Yan Muzhen looked very serious, and thought for a while, maybe he was chopped off to make chopsticks before he grew up.

Wang Yazhi couldn't calm down after hearing such a question.

"Are you sure the chopsticks are fake?"

If this is really the case, wouldn't he have lost someone for several years?

She thinks these chopsticks are good, so she brags to the outside world how good they are, and she will give a few pairs if she has a good relationship. The most important thing is that she also gives a lot to partners who have a good relationship with Yan Xianglin.

Yan Xianglin's face at this time has become extremely gloomy.

Wang Yazhi boasted about how good the chopsticks were in front of him before, and then gave them to all his partners, he knew it.

If Yan Muzhen was true, wouldn't he be ashamed and thrown to the Pacific Ocean?
After all, it is a gift, so partners and friends may be embarrassed to say that they are sending fakes.

If the chopsticks are really fakes, then this person will lose his fortune.

After all, it makes people feel ridiculous to pretend to be rich than having no money.

At this time, Yan Xianglin didn't remember the matter of cooperating with Gu Nancheng in his mind, but his mind was full of the influence of this chopstick on his reputation.

He gritted his molars and asked coldly, "Are you sure these chopsticks are fake?"

Yan Muzhen looked at the couple in front of her. The two of them cared about each other, and they seemed to be out of temper. She blinked her eyes and looked thoughtfully at the chopsticks in her hand.

"Maybe it's my shallow knowledge, admit it."

After she finished speaking, she turned and left.

Yan Xianglin's mind is in a mess now, so he can't care about Yan Muzhen anymore.

He looked at Wang Yazhi who was already stunned with cold eyes.

"What are you still staring at in a daze, why don't you hurry up and find a professional to appraise it!"

As the name suggests, golden nanmu is an expensive thing like gold thread. A pair of chopsticks is worth 1, not to mention 10.

You must know that this kind of wood is very rare, which is why some people boast that there is nothing in the sky and nothing on earth.

Wang Yazhi shivered from being yelled at, and tremblingly called out with her mobile phone.

"That your chopsticks..."

Wang Yazhi, Yan Xianglin kicked the stool before he finished speaking.

Wang Yazhi was kicked and kicked backwards.

"What are you doing?"

"Can you idiot who sells fakes say yours is fake?"

At this moment, I saw that the screen of Wang Yazhi's mobile phone was actually black.

Yan Xianglin's mouth trembled in anger.

"You're fucking kidding me, aren't you?"

Wang Yazhi was so frightened that she hurriedly knelt down on the ground.