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Chapter 139 The happy life of the driver and secretary...)(2/3)

"I just want to say something, but I don't know what to say. Aunt Tang said she was scolding them," Jiang Kuo sighed, "I don't remember it very much, but I really don't like it when I was a child."

They stood under the tree and felt it.

"Do you still want to get angry?" Duan Feifan asked.

"The air here is still very good." Jiang Kuo said.

The kindergarten was on summer vacation and I didn’t see the children. The guard did not allow them to go in after they explained their purpose, so I could only take a look outside.

This kindergarten looks quite advanced at first glance, the facilities you can see outside the gate are quite advanced, and the small buildings inside are also exquisite and cute.

"Our kindergarten has been demolished," Duan Feifan said. "In this way, the place you stayed at when you were a child was at the palace level."

"So what," said Jiang Kuo, "We, Mr. Fan, can grow into master everywhere."

Duan Feifan smiled for a long time: "I will comfort someone suddenly."

"It's the truth." Jiang Kuo said.

Duan Feifan took out his cell phone, took a few photos, and took a special photo of the anger point.

"Stand there and I'll take a picture for you." He gently pushed Jiang Kuo.

Jiang Kuo walked over with a smile and sat on the chair.

Duan Feifan took a few photos of him, and then pulled a passing brother to take a group photo of them.

"What kind of attraction is this?" The eldest brother should be a nearby resident. After looking around, he was a little puzzled.

"No," Duan Feifan said, "is to revisit the old place."

"Oh," the elder brother nodded, "It makes sense to revisit the old place again. It makes sense to come to you in ten years."

"We will do it again in ten years," said Jiang Kuo, "very romantic."

"...You don't have to force romance so much," Duan Feifan said. "It takes less than an hour to drive over at your house. You can run twelve round trips a day."

"Your uncle." Jiang Kuo was stunned for a moment, then grabbed his wrist, "Aren't you a very romantic person? Why did you suddenly do this? Are you Duan Feifan? Where did you hide him?"

Duan Feifan was happy and dragging him to the parking space: "It's because I'm a romantic person that I think you are forcibly romantic. Why don't we go to the rest stop and have a meal in ten years..."

"Is there any difference?" Jiang Kuo shouted.

"Then let's go to the Dragon Beard Candy shop again." Duan Feifan said.

"This is OK, but it's not difficult to go to Dragon Beard Candy once. We will definitely go there often..." Jiang Kuo thought for a while and slapped his face, "The main reason is that we don't have a place that we can't go to for ten years, we have to create one."

"Okay." Duan Feifan nodded with a smile, "You think about it."

The primary school is quite close to the kindergarten, and it takes only ten minutes to drive.

Jiang Kuo was wondering where to travel to create a place to revisit the old place in ten years.

Duan Feifan was busy replying to the message in the co-pilot.

In fact, it may not be necessary to really need such a place. Jiang Kuo glanced at Duan Feifan. It would be very happy that they could still do this ten years later. He drove the car and Duan Feifan was busy arranging work.

…The happy life of the driver and secretary.

Jiang Kuo couldn't help but be amused by himself.

"Hey?" Duan Feifan asked a question to the phone next to him.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Jiang Kuo immediately stopped smiling. Duan Feifan's movement when he was looking at his phone would make him nervous, thinking that there was something wrong with the store.

"I found that Jiang Lu just finished his birthday this month," Duan Feifan said, "I saw that there was a birthday cake expression posted by Brother Xu in his previous circle of friends."

"Ah," Jiang Kuo was stunned, "Was Gu Fei coming over to celebrate his birthday?"

"Not necessarily," Duan Feifan started dialing, "It's already past when he came,"

"Who is Brother Xu?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"He is a colleague," Duan Feifan said, "the tallest brother who has been losing to playing billiards at night."

"...You also added his friend?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Well," Duan Feifan took his phone to his ear, "Didn't he send Jiang Lu a beef? He asked me to keep Brother Xu's phone number. He was afraid that he wouldn't get the call when he was busy, so I added Brother Xu's friend."

"Damn." Jiang Kuo sighed, "Then Jiang Lu's birthday is over, we..."

"Secret," Duan Feifan's phone call was answered, and he explained to him, "Just wrap the beef sauce in our gift box, and put a card..."

"Do we have gift box packaging?" Jiang Kuo asked.

They have not made the gift box yet, and the cost is a bit high, and it is not suitable for it at this stage.

Yang Ke should have the same question over there. Duan Feifan glanced at Jiang Kuo: "There was a box that was proofed before, and the sample was still in the cabinet. Please contact Xiao Qin, the packaging factory. They have the same size. If you ask him for the best one... Yes, if the card is just printed, it will look like a birthday wish, but it is not stated clearly... I don't know, you are a top student and think about it..."

"He is the science master." Jiang Kuo reminded him.

"Take out your enthusiasm for writing a report," Duan Feifan said, "Come on."

Before Yang Ke could struggle any longer, he hung up the phone.

"Why don't you tell me clearly, just have a happy birthday just now?" Jiang Kuo said.

"It's been ten days since their birthday," Duan Feifan said. "Just bring a happy birthday, it's not that embarrassing."

"Oh." Jiang Kuo responded, thinking about it and glanced at him again, "Have you reached the relationship between Yang Ke and you want to use a nickname?"

"Don't force Yang Ke's vinegar," Duan Feifan said, "I just call him my dear Kebao, and we are innocent."

"Fuck," Jiang Kuo laughed, "I'm so stingy that my steering wheel is about to slip."

"Dear Kuobao," Duan Feifan said, "Is that brand of De before, right? Is it your school?"

"Yes, my dear Fanbao." Jiang Kuo said.

Jiangkuo’s primary school doesn’t look like an elementary school. There are a large flower bed and grass at the school gate, making the school look like a park, and the teaching building inside looks very grand. “Fuck,” Duan Feifan stood at the school gate, “My young master is really Eliston.”

Jiang Kuo laughed: "Then we are more like junior and senior high school."

"What do you think of your school uniform?" Duan Feifan asked.

"Just suits and sportswear," said Jiang Kuo, "there's nothing special."

"You didn't see it in the photo." Duan Feifan said. "Who is wearing school uniforms to take photos? Are you stupid?" Jiang Kuo said.

"I want to go to school like this," Duan Feifan said, "I wear school uniforms every day to patrol the streets."

Jiang Kuo smiled for a long time: "Then what is your school uniform like?"

"Just like those now, when school starts, please pay attention to the high school next to you. The styles of our school uniforms have not changed much for many years," Duan Feifan said. "The sportswear is white with yellow, the white with blue, or the white with red..."

"Are there any photos?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Yes," Duan Feifan clicked on his phone, "I'll look for you. I've sent each other with Ding Zhe before, to see who's school uniform photos are more handsome."

"Where does Ding Zhe get more confidence than this kind of project?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Oh," Duan Feifan glanced at him, "Don't say this as his."

"What will happen if you say it? Want me?" Jiang Kuo said.

"He will compete with you after he said that," Duan Feifan said.

"Damn." Jiang Kuo smiled and put his arm on Duan Feifan's shoulders, looking at the screen of the phone with him.

Before Duan Feifan's album could be turned over two pages, a message from Yang Ke popped up.

【Yangkekokekokeko】I will report to you, I will follow your dad later...

"What is he going to do with my dad?" Duan Feifan clicked on the message.

【Yangkekokekokeko】I'll talk to your dad later

"He is sick, right?" Jiang Kuo said.

Duan Feifan did not reply and dialed the phone back directly.

"What does it mean?" he asked.

"He has a too anxious temper, I want to persuade him," said Yang Ke.

"What's wrong with him?" Duan Feifan asked, "Follow up."

"I went to the factory yesterday to have a fight with the agent. This morning, the more I thought about it, the more angry I became, I called me and scolded the agent." Yang Ke said.

"...Fuck me," Duan Feifan was stunned, "Why?"

"The price cannot be negotiated. I heard that he should be that the agent is not very nice to speak," said Yang Ke. "But I think he is too impulsive. What if he can't control himself and then take action?"

"I'll talk to him when I go back, don't talk to him," Duan Feifan said, "I'm afraid that if you go back after you talk, I'll burn incense to you."

"Not to it," suddenly came from the other side, "I already know I was wrong."

Duan Feifan was stunned.

"...He came suddenly." Yang Ke said, "I'm going to be hands-free."

"That tycoon is too ugly. Maybe I don't look like that," said my dad. "That means you don't have money, what kind of factory do you open? I haven't been angry with this for many years. I don't even talk to me like this. I can't help it."

"You just ignore this kind of person and just turn around and leave," said Yang Ke, "and give him a face when talking to him."
To be continued...
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