"Mr. Zhan, good morning."

Haitong greeted him, and then praised him: "Mr. Zhan, these flowers are very nice, and you are really good at doing things!"

Whatever was entrusted to him, he could do it to perfection.

Zhan Yin said in a low voice: "In the future, if there is something that cannot be resolved, just tell me."

The things she entrusted him to do were all small things to him.

"OK."

Haitong smiled and continued to play with these flowers.

"Which florist did you buy them from? The flowers are growing very well."

Zhan Yin lied: "I went to many flower shops, but I don't remember the names of those flower shops."

Haitong hummed, and didn't ask any further questions, as long as what he did satisfied her.

"What did you buy for breakfast today?"

After his question, Haitong remembered the question of breakfast. She hurriedly took out her mobile phone to check the time. It was already past seven o'clock. She got up and said embarrassedly: "Mr. Zhan, I forgot to buy breakfast this morning. Fortunately, there is still time to go shopping, you go to wash first, I will go downstairs to buy, what do you want to eat?"

Zhan Yin said indifferently: "I'm not picky about food, you just look at it and buy."

Even if he is picky about food, he can't be picky with her, otherwise he will be in trouble, because the food he likes is too expensive.

"OK."

Haitong was fast, went downstairs quickly, rode her battery car out to buy breakfast, and bought it back soon.

She bought two baskets of steamed dumplings, two fried dough sticks, and two cups of soy milk.

Zhan Yin looked at the breakfast she bought, unable to speak for a long time.

Haitong didn't notice this, she put the breakfast on the dining table, ate her portion in two or three strokes, and then went back to the balcony to play with her flowers and plants.

After being silent for a long time, Zhan Yin stretched out his hand, picked up the deep-fried dough stick, and took a tentative bite. The smell of oil was very strong, but it was also quite fragrant, but I don�t know how long the oil for frying the deep-fried dough stick was used. Is it hygienic?

Forget it, eating one now and then won't kill him.

At this moment, Zhan Yin regretted that he had concealed his identity as the young master of the Zhan family in Guancheng, and tried hard to create an image of an ordinary migrant worker. It was really difficult!

"Haitong."

"Mr. Zhan, what's the matter?"

Haitong was waiting for him outside the balcony.

Zhan Yin gnawed on the fried dough stick and walked to the balcony, "You don't have to worry too much about your sister's matter. Your sister's scratched car belongs to an important customer of our company. I remembered it last night, just like Mr. Lu I contacted him, and he said that the maintenance fee for his car was only tens of thousands of dollars."

Although she is very energetic in playing with flowers and plants now, Zhan Yin can still see that her mental state is not as good as before. It is obviously the reason why she didn't sleep well last night. The reason why she can't sleep well is of course her sister's fault.

Haitong looked up at him and saw him eating deep-fried dough sticks naturally, thinking in his heart that he was not picky about his diet and would make a living, but asked him, "How did you know it was your company's customer's car?"

Her elder sister didn't even know the name of the owner of that car, she only knew that he was tall and mighty, with a scar on his face, he looked quite scary, Yang Yang was very afraid of that person.

"Mr. Lu went to our company yesterday morning. I received Mr. Lu. I saw that his body was scratched. I asked a few words. Mr. Lu told me that it was scratched on a stroller for a woman with a baby. of." JrNovels.com