Rich lady, please go away, I am rich

Chapter 12: Xiaoqiang is jealous

With such an interruption, Zhen Qiang turned around again, but Ye Zimei was nowhere to be found.

Is it already gone?It shouldn't be!
In desperation, Zhen Qiang had no choice but to change his clothes and wait at the front desk.

About two hours later, Ye Zimei came out accompanied by several coaches.

"Miss Mei, you can't be so eccentric, it's my turn."

"That's right, my level is very good, you must try it next time."

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"Okay, okay, rain and dew are all covered, next time you guys come together."

{You are far behind Xiao Zhao, every time Xiao Zhao makes me very comfortable. }
This conversation and heartfelt voice reached Zhen Qiang's ears, and it was really unpleasant to hear.

My buddy didn't see it at a glance, so you went out to hunt wild food?Zhen Qiang is very angry!

Seeing Ye Zimei approaching, Zhen Qiang quickly stood up to greet her.

"Miss Mei, shall we go now?"

When Zhen Qiang spoke, he looked at those coaches with a trace of hostility.

But those coaches, on the contrary, looked at Zhen Qiang with a hint of envy.

"Well, let's go." Ye Zimei turned around and said again, "Xiao Zhao, I will teach Xiaoqiang your technique later, and ask him to press me often at home. The work pressure is too great."

The coach surnamed Zhao was completely unhappy in his heart, and he was flattering on the surface, "No problem, I'm free anytime. Miss Mei's order is the imperial decree."

"Beast! How shameless!" Zhen Qiang cursed inwardly.

But from what I heard, it seemed that there was no special relationship, it was just a massage, and Zhen Qiang's jealousy somewhat subsided.

"Meet someone you know just now?" Ye Zimei asked while sitting in the car.

"It's a college classmate." Zhen Qiang was surprised that Ye Zimei was also paying attention to her movements.

"The little girl is pretty."

"It's okay, it's just that my eyesight is a bit poor." Zhen Qiang was driving without turning his head.

"I feel like you're a bit jealous? If you like her, I don't mind you being together, as long as it doesn't affect your work." Ye Zimei said this very straightforwardly, but she had a different thought in her heart.

{If you dare to be like that scumbag, I will immediately let you go. }
Fortunately, Zhen Qiang has the blessing of this listening system, otherwise he really can't understand Ye Zimei's thoughts.

"I have nothing to do with her, it's just a classmate. And she already has a boyfriend. Whether it's good or bad, that's her own choice, and I don't want to interfere."

Ye Zimei was very satisfied with Zhen Qiang's answer, she closed her eyes and continued to enjoy the relaxation around her.

{Boy, you are self-aware! }

On the way back, Zhen Qiang was thinking about one thing over and over again, whether Ye Zimei would like that kind of extraordinarily strong boy.

My figure is not bad, but compared with those few fitness trainers, it's still not interesting.

Do you want to stop exercising?

Exercise is impossible, but "push-ups" are still possible.

As soon as she got home, Ye Zimei gave Zhen Qiang a chance to sweat profusely.

After a fierce operation like a tiger, as always, Ye Zimei drove him out of bed again.

I don't know what Ye Zimei thinks, she doesn't give Zhen Qiang a little time to rest, but let him go out to buy vegetables!
He said that he was going to try Zhen Qiang's craftsmanship tonight.

When Zhen Qiang went out with his tired body, he really wanted to say something in his heart, why don't we hire a nanny, buddies can pay for it themselves, I really can't bear it!

The tenants of the landlord and rich family did not order them like that!

Zhen Qiang is really good at cooking.

My mother left early, grew up with my father, and learned to be independent very early, especially after my father was injured, Zhen Qiang took care of many things in the family.

In fact, according to Zhen Qiang's grades, he has the opportunity to be admitted to a key college.

But at the most critical time in high school, the death of his mother and the injury of his father made Zhen Qiang have to shoulder the burden that should not have been taken very early.

Four dishes and one soup were served on the dinner table within an hour.

"I only know how to cook home-cooked food, I don't know if it suits your taste." Zhen Qiang sat on the side, beating drums in his heart.

"Well, the taste is quite good. I am originally from the north. I have been in the south for so many years, and I almost forgot the taste of my hometown food."

Ye Zimei's rare praise gave Zhen Qiang a little peace of mind.

"When there is no arrangement in the future, you will cook dinner. It feels good to eat at home."

Of course Zhen Qiang didn't dare to object, he just felt uncomfortable.

"Add [-] to your monthly salary, and it's considered a cooking salary."

This sentence made Zhen Qiang feel very comfortable listening to it. Isn't it just for money to work so hard and work hard?

"Sister Mei, can I ask for leave tomorrow, I want to go back and pack my things." Zhen Qiang asked tentatively.

"Okay, but you have to be back before dinner."

"Also, your things are not allowed to be placed here. If you lack something, you can swipe your card to buy a new one. Of course, within a reasonable range."

Well, the definition of this reasonable range gave Zhen Qiang a bit of a headache. What is reasonable and what is unreasonable? This level is too difficult to grasp.

It seems that it is really necessary to attend Zhang Minmin's business banquet, and exchange lessons with that grandson Xian.

Judging by his easy-going appearance, he is obviously a master of the middle school.

The next day, after sending Ye Zimei to the company, Zhen Qiang drove to his residence.

Usually at this time, there should be no one in the room, everyone is busy with work.

But that Wang Botao is here today.

"Hey, the big boss is honored to come to the humble house, it's really full of splendor!" Wang Botao was still a little angry at Zhen Qiang's attitude towards him that day.

"I'll come back to pack my things, and I won't be staying here in the future. This is the rent for this quarter. Please hand it over to me."

Zhen Qiang handed over 1000 yuan to Wang Botao.

"When I was delivering food yesterday, I saw your big boss, he looks pretty good." Wang Botao obviously realized something, full of jealousy.

"I just drive for the boss, so what does it matter to me if she looks good or not?"

"Pretend! Just pretend! If you can live in someone's house as a driver, you are also a talent!"

"Are you following me?" Zhen Qiang frowned after hearing this.

"Tracking? I'm not interested. It's just a coincidence. I delivered an order yesterday, and it's near that villa."

"You guys went back at four o'clock in the afternoon. After five o'clock, you went out to buy groceries, and then you didn't come out all night. Am I right?"

Wang Botao looked at Zhen Qiang meaningfully.

"What I do has nothing to do with you. What exactly do you want to say?" Zhen Qiang knew that this kid was usually lazy, and he could send up to seventy or eighty orders a day, and he basically delivered more than a dozen orders every day.

"I want to say hey"

Wang Botao gave an evil smile, and Zhen Qiang's heart tightened when he saw it.

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