Joan thought for a moment and nodded, "yes, you can think about that sentence yourself."

After that, Joanne didn't stay much. As soon as the wheelchair turned, she went straight upstairs: "I'll go back to my room first. Bye, Mr. Huo."

When Joan left Huo Chengzhou to breathe out, her thoughts were miscellaneous. She twisted a few blueberries and ate them for a while. Then she folded and went upstairs.

No matter what she thinks, it's good that his goal has been achieved.

……

Joe's house.

Zhou Yun and Qiao Xue communicated the current achievements. Qiao Xue suddenly thought of a question: "by the way, mom, did you give Joan those clothes last time?"

"Yes, she gave it to Huo Chengzhou the day she got married. What's the matter?"

Qiao Xuedun was a little uneasy when he sat and stood: "if the clothes fall into Shen Yijia's hands, it's going to be a trouble."

Zhou Yun was surprised for a moment: "yes, Wang Meini also mentioned it when she went to meet her relatives. Fortunately, I felt the burden was removed when I made up the story. Now I think it's also a big loophole! What can I do?"

Qiao Xue slightly clenched her teeth: "I have a way. I'll find someone to steal the clothes."

"Can you find someone reliable?" Zhou Yun frowned: "don't involve you."

"Don't worry." Qiao Xue got up directly: "then I'll go back to my room first, mom. Just follow our plan."

"OK." Zhou Yun nodded: "it's hard for you, Xueer."

Qiao Xue hugged her and turned back to her room. She called directly and found someone to steal things from Joan's house.

"Joanne again." The man's tone was unhappy: "this is a hard bone. I broke it every time I met her. Aunt, can you change someone?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Qiao Xueshen said, "I'll give you 50000! Buy it now!"

The other party was silent: "OK, give money first, and then work."

"Go today!"

"You are too anxious..."

"Just today, I can't. I'll find someone else."

"OK, you are really an aunt!"

After hanging up, Qiao Xue transferred 50000 yuan without hesitation. As long as she could block the relationship between qiao'an and the Shen family, it was worth the money.

……

Dingcheng Technology Co., Ltd.

Yan Qiaoyu came out of the office building and saw an unexpected person as soon as he went out.

Huo Feng, dressed in black, leaned against the front of the car and was smoking leisurely. The street lamp stretched his figure on him, making him look beautiful and handsome.

Yan Qiaoyu chuckled.

In the cold weather, there is fog in the breath. This man is still handsome in front of the car.

Seeing him out, Huo Feng put out his cigarette and threw it into one side of the trash can. He raised his hand and said to him, "you're finally off work."

Yan Qiaoyu walked over with his hands in his pockets: "yes, why are you here?"

Huo Feng's eyes turned around on his natural and unrestrained face: "for the sake of your diligence to create profits for the company, I'll be a full-time driver to take you home."

Yan Qiaoyu smiled low, his eyes fell on the logo, and the tip of his eyebrows picked slightly. After sitting in the co pilot, he asked in a deep voice: "I finally know your position in the company."

"What position?"

"Driver." Yan Qiaoyu said as he buckled his seat belt, "your car should be Bentley. I seem to have seen president Xing drive."

Moreover, only the driver has the magical function of bedside wind. A few words can make the boss decide to transfer Huang Wen away.

Huo Feng scratched his head: "you're right to say that. It's really a driver."

Just do some trivial management work, most of the time just chengge's driver and queuing expert.

He took a box of mini candied haws and a bag of blueberries from the back seat and handed them to Yan Qiaoyu: "here you are."