Chapter 53： : Change a way of punishment

"Sell someone to go to that bar another day and put the money in my account. You don't have to go."

Anhao suddenly smiled with a strong face: "How can it be done? The boss has been taking good care of me, so I suddenly quit my job, so I have to go there myself..."

"Say one more nonsense, and copy it five more times." Zuo Hancheng still didn't look back, his voice as cold as a knife, and no temperature.

Anhao immediately stared at his back like a knuckle, even if he knew that he was wrong, it was too tormented!

Suddenly she turned around to take out the notes that had already been copied, walked quickly and hit Zuo Hancheng's arms.

When he took the note and looked at the small English font that was barely beautiful and smooth, and then turned to look at her, Anhao closed his eyes and turned his head horizontally: "Just copied it! My hands are so sour, unlike me. Own it! You can just change the punishment method!"

As he said, Anhao stretched out his hand directly: "Look, my wrists are almost swollen! If I copy it twenty times, not only my face is swollen, my wrists, but my cervical spine and shoulders are also swollen!"

Obviously, it was useless for Zuo Hancheng. He only glanced at her still white wrist, and his eyes fell on the note in his hand.

Although Anhao was reluctant and not serious when copying, but the beautiful, clean and smooth small English fonts are at least impressive.

At least it is enough to prove that she had written a good hand before indulging in the fall, and it was not that there was no merit at all.

Seeing him looking at the notes he copied with his low eyes, and seemed to be taking it seriously, Anhao couldn't help but stare at him: "No, you, do you want to check one word by word?"

Zuo Hancheng closed the note and handed it back to her: "What kind of punishment do you want to change?"

With a twitch of his eyelids, he thought that after reading what he had copied this time, he would be able to let her go softly. I didn't expect it to be so cruel and inhuman!

She glared at him and gritted her teeth, but Zuo Hancheng stared at her clamoring and provocative sight indifferently, without saying a word, waiting for her to speak.

His eyes were facing each other, and he finally failed again because his aura was no match for him.

An Hao turned his head and looked at the room, and had a clue: "Will I clean the room? Wipe the whole house clean and bright with a cloth washed with disinfectant water! Make sure that no corner will fall down!"

"Daily cleaning is what the cleaning company has to do. You don't need to fight with the cleaning aunt."

After getting annoyed, he glanced at the room again, then at his computer, and suddenly said with a smile: "Or, do you have any documents that need to be entered? I will help you type it, what spreadsheet office software? , I will too!"

"I have a secretary and assistant who are a hundred times more professional than you. I don't need you to enter." Zuo Hancheng's voice was lukewarm: "Besides, any document of Shengling Group may contain commercial secrets. You are not me. Company employees, there is no reason to let you touch those things."

Anhao became angry again, clenched a pair of small fists around his legs, endured and endured, finally walked behind him with a heart of shame, stood behind the sofa, reached out to his shoulders, and rubbed vigorously. Knead: "Then I will give you a massage!"

Zuo Hancheng felt a pain in her pinched shoulder, and raised her hand to hold her hands, which clearly massaged her anger secretly: "You want to pinch me to death?"

An Hao immediately threw away his hand: "Now it is clear that I am the grasshopper in your hand! You can pinch me to death, OK!"

Hearing that Gu Anhao was about to endure it, he was already on the verge of a small universe about to explode.

Zuo Hancheng still ignored her pretentious attitude. He picked up the English textbooks and notes she had just thrown away. He didn't speak yet. As soon as Anhao saw the two things, he hurried forward and snatched them.

"Don't mention copying textbooks anymore! Except copying textbooks! I can do anything!" She said with a brave face and suddenly paused, and added hurriedly: "Also, besides sacrificing hue ..."

Zuo Hancheng's expressionless face shook slightly, and he squinted at her: "Do you have a hue?"

Anhao's skin tightened by his skeptical gaze. Following his gaze, Anhao lowered his head to look at his chest, and then at his figure and long legs in conservative pajamas.

In the end, I suddenly realized that my attention was drawn away by him again, so he pulled the corners of his mouth and raised his eyes to look directly at him.

Since it was because of her coveting the bounty that she caused trouble, it was money anyway. Since money can be used to solve it, it is not a problem!

She was cruel, and suddenly found the golden card he had given herself, and handed it to him with a pious expression: "Can't I return your card."

Zuo Hancheng didn't expect her to be so "spine". In order not to copy textbooks, she was willing to hand in her only source of income.

"As far as I know, you have not touched the tuition and living expenses that Gu Tianming gave you for a long time, and you have quit your bar job. Now hand in this card, are you sure?" Zuo Hancheng raised his brow slightly.

Of course Anhao is reluctant!

Anyway, she would never touch Gu's money! What's more, the money that Gu's family gave her was not much, only enough for her tuition! At the bar, she can't go back for the time being, and even if she goes back to the boss, she will definitely not keep her.

Although she doesn't want to admit that her source of living next month is indeed dependent on this card, but compared to copying, she would rather eat instant noodles for a month!

Seeing that she still insisted on passing the card to him, Zuo Hancheng didn't hesitate, and he reached out to take it.

As a result, I just touched the card and was about to take it away, but suddenly I felt that the fingers that were firmly squeezed on the card had increased a bit.

He raised the corners of his mouth slowly, with a sneer in his eyes: "Gu An is good, isn't he very backbone?"

Anhao was aroused by him, he immediately released his fingers, quickly withdrew his hand, and watched him throw the golden card on the coffee table.

When Zuo Hancheng looked at her, she shrugged her head and said nothing.

Isn’t it just that I don’t have money? Isn’t it possible to eat instant noodles in the bedroom?

"Since you are so sincere and proactive to hand in the card I gave you back, as your husband, it is impossible to watch you starve."

When Anhao gradually ignited hope because of hearing his words, he faintly smiled: "From now on, your daily living expenses will be 30 yuan."

"Thirty?" An Hao was surprised: "Now a box lunch with meat costs at least ten yuan, which is still the cheapest! I don't have a penny left after three meals a day!"