Haitong understood that a senior white-collar worker like him still had some privileges.

She took out the bank card and handed it to Zhan Yin, telling him: "You have to bargain with the boss, half the price is almost enough."

Zhan Yin returned the bank card, "I still have money here."

Haitong glanced at him twice, but didn't insist on insisting on it.

She had to go to her sister's house to see, and once again told Zhan Yin to bargain when buying flowers, and then hurried away with the car key of the battery car.

What she didn't know was that after she left, her man took a short video on the balcony with his mobile phone, and then sent it to Huibo, the garden steward of Zhanjia Manor.

Faber was on the phone shortly.

"Master."

"Huibo, have you watched the video to arrange this balcony into a small garden, how many potted flowers do you need? Then you can choose some cheap ones in the greenhouse, which are easy to bloom, and have complex and large flowers. Send it to Room 808, 8th Floor, Building B, Mingyuan Garden."

Accompanying Haitong to buy flowers, Zhan Yin found that she only liked the kind of flowers with large blooms and complicated petals, and she didn't like the ones with single petals.

"Also, remember to open a bill of charges."

Faber: "...OK."

"Delivery by this evening."

"good."

Whatever the young master ordered, he would do.

"Just move it upstairs and put it on the balcony, don't worry about the rest."

How to arrange it is up to Haitong himself, he has done it all, she may not like it.

Huibo responded respectfully again.

Zhan Yin quickly hung up the phone.

Haitong, who didn't know it, packed a breakfast for her sister and nephew like yesterday, and because she was in a good mood, she even bought a children's electric motorcycle for her nephew.

"Auntie."

Haitong opened the door and entered the room, only to hear the clear and crisp shouts of his nephew Zhou Yang.

"Yangyang, I got up so early today, come and see what my aunt bought for you."

"automobile."

Zhou Yang is only two years old and doesn't speak much. He trotted over and circled the electric motorcycle happily, but he couldn't express his joy in words.

Hai Ling came out of the bathroom. She had just thrown the couple's clothes into the washing machine for washing. She washed her son's clothes by hand.

"Tongtong, you're wasting money again."

"The car I bought for my nephew was a waste of money."

Haitong put down the breakfast, then picked up his nephew, let Yang Yang sit on the electric motorcycle, and taught Yang Yang how to drive.

Zhou Yang is very smart, he can teach it as soon as he teaches it, and soon he was riding a bicycle and rushing around in the hall. JrNovels.com