Lu Dongming took her hand up when no one was paying attention, put it to his mouth and kissed the back of her hand and then the palm of her hand.

Hai Ling quickly withdrew her hand, her face feeling hot.

The lights in the cinema were dim and no one was staring at her. She blushed immediately.

"Lu Dongming, please be more serious."

she whispered to him.

This guy shows off his ruggedness and is a forthright person.

When she gets tired of it, it can easily make her blush.

In front of him, she looked like a young girl.

Haitong said that her sister was experiencing symptoms of a second spring.

Lu Dongming smiled lowly, "Okay, okay, I'm being serious, I didn't do anything."

"Hai Ling, if you want to relax in the future, whether it's shopping, watching movies, or traveling, as long as you tell me, no matter how busy I am, I will put down the work at hand and accompany you to go out and relax."

"Work is important, but your happiness is more important."

"I'm not short of money either. I used to earn too much money and couldn't spend it all. I just went to work to kill time and earn some money as pocket money."

"For me, your and Yangyang's happiness is the most important thing."

Hai Ling couldn't help but say to him, "The pocket money you earn is an amount that no one else can earn in a lifetime. Lu Dongming, I seriously doubt you."

Not to mention others, she opened a breakfast shop and a restaurant. Because the business was good, her monthly net profit was also huge, but compared to the money he made, her little profit was not even a penny. Not on.

Alas, people are so irritating.

She still had to work hard, get up early and work hard at night, to make that little money.

Not to mention ordinary migrant workers.

Of course, Lu Dongming's ability to earn so much money was also due to his hard work in his early years.

Lu Dongming has struggled in the business world for more than ten years before he achieved what he has achieved today.

Lu Dongming chuckled and said: "When your wealth reaches a certain height, how much money you make is just a series of Arabic numerals."

"Without feeling."

Hai Ling said: "If you think you don't feel anything, you go to the bank to withdraw millions of cash and come back. If you make a mess, count them again and clearly. Count them one by one. If your hands become soft at counting, you will feel it." JrNovels.com