Xiao Changkun's face suddenly turned a little red, and he thought to himself: "What Ma Lan said is really right. I was almost excluded from the beginning. Fortunately, Ye Chen saved me a lot of face in Tianxiang Mansion. After seeing that Master Hong Wu was respectful to me, President Pei rushed to curry favor with me, so he got me the position of executive vice president. But Ma Lan's words were too ugly. What kind of dogs from the Calligraphy and Painting Association, can dogs be vice president?"

Just as he was thinking, Ma Lan saw that he didn't say anything, he immediately spoke, "Since you don't want to help me, I will ask my good son-in-law to help me. Maybe I can go in and be the vice president at that time. Then a couple will be a good story if they spread it!"

Xiao Changkun was so scared that his sphincter almost lost control.

He knew Ye Chen's ability. If Ye Chen really spoke, it would not be difficult to get Ma Lan a vice president.

In that case, if Ma Lan keeps pestering him every day, he will be done and there will be no chance of developing with Han Meiqing.

When he thought of this, he hurriedly said, "Oh, my wife, you said I am in the rising period of my career. You suddenly found a relationship and got married with me. What do others think of me? Then, in the eyes of others, I, Xiao Changkun, isn't it just a nepotism? If you really support my career, you have to take the initiative to avoid suspicion!"

Speaking of this, Xiao Changkun saw that Ma Lan's expression became ugly, and immediately waved his hand, gritted his teeth and said, "In this way, you don't have to go to any calligraphy and painting association in the future. I will give you half of my salary. You can spend whatever you want, what do you want?"

When Ma Lan heard the money, her eyes lit up and she blurted out: "No! You have to hand over all your salary to me!"
Chapter completed!