Yan Qi's entourage took two boxes of money and put them on the table.

She stared at Lord fan like a flower maniac.

Lord fan lives in London all year round. He is not much exposed to the sun. His skin is porcelain white. Except that this is not very good, other places are perfect.

"Lord fan, you work in this bank?" Yan Qi asked.

Wearing a white shirt and tie, Mr. Fan sat solemnly behind the table: "madam, do you want to deposit everything in the bank?"

He was serious and unfamiliar. He talked to Yan Qi with a straight face.

Yan Qi reached out and pushed him: "Lord fan, it's me, Yan Qi - I have no conscience. I've made so many delicious meals for you."

Lord fan's lips slightly pursed.

His hand on the table tightened, almost on the edge of losing control.

"Miss, this is a bank. We should follow the rules." Yan Qi's entourage couldn't see it anymore and took the initiative to help Lord fan out.

Yan Qi sat upright.

She opened an account under her name, deposited a million pounds and got the checkbook.

The first time she used her checkbook, she was so surprised that she couldn't stop looking at it that the attendant said, "Miss, you can go". She stood up and followed the attendant.

Lord fan's jaw line is tighter.

The attendants thought of their young lady's enthusiastic appearance just now, and turned all their enthusiasm into the checkbook, a little sorry for the gentleman.

Miss Yan's attention is not much better than that of goldfish.

Until he got out of the bank, Yan Qi studied the checkbook thoroughly, and then felt that he had forgotten something.

"Alas?" She scratched her head.

The attendant whispered, "Miss, you forgot to say goodbye to that gentleman."

Yan Qi: "

When she returned to the bank again, Lord fan disappeared.

The staff told her, "the branch head has just gone out."

"I didn't see him go out." Yan Qi was confused. Didn't she just get to the door? Why did Lord fan disappear?

The staff were embarrassed.

The attendant whispered again: "Miss, I'm probably very busy and it's inconvenient to see you. Since you know where he works, it's good to meet him again when he gets off work next time."

Although Yan Qi's brain is slow, he is still very public minded and doesn't disturb others' work.

She followed her entourage.

Behind the window on the third floor, the people standing with their hands in their trouser pockets did not move, just like a sculpture.

He never left the window all day.

He just stood and looked at the street view in the distance. He didn't know what he was looking forward to, just like he was looking forward to at the end of May - and then there was nothing.

Not once or twice.

Slowly, the shadow of the sun moves to the west, and it's almost time to get off work.

He turned around and simply cleared his desk to get off work.

As a result, he met Yan Qi at the door of the bank.

Yan Qi blocked the way with a full smile and a unique flattery: "Lord fan, you're off work? I didn't bother you? How about going to dinner together? It's my treat or I'll make it for you."

He nodded. "OK."

Yan Qili said, "I'll take you to my mommy's restaurant and ask the chef to make a signature dish for you!"

He nodded again, "well."

Yan Qi remembered that except that he was not very talkative, adult fan got along well all the time. He was very easygoing. He told him to eat and do whatever he wanted, and never forced him to do anything.

This is better than her brother.

She took Lord fan to her mother's hotel.

When the hotel manager saw that the eldest lady was coming, he hurried to ask the chef to make the eldest lady's table first and ask for what the eldest lady likes to eat, such as Hibiscus chicken slices, crab balls, crystal shrimp, braised meat and so on.

Yan Qi sat down and ordered several more dishes, which sold well, but she thought that the general dishes might have different tastes from her.

"... how did you come to work in Singapore?" Yan Qi asked her biggest doubt.

She has been in London for a year and a half, and the most familiar person is probably Lord fan, because she sticks to him a lot.

She rented a house outside the school, and Lord fan lived upstairs; She joined the school's art club, and adult fan is the person in charge; Once she came home too late and was robbed by others. Fortunately, there was no major event and she didn't dare to tell anyone. She went to a Chinese boxing hall to study and plan to defend herself. Then Lord fan was the coach of that boxing hall.

In short, in addition to classes, her spare time life is related to adult fan.

She is also very sticky. Generally, she can do without skin and shame. Lord fan can't stand it at all.

She also heard people say that the fan family is doing a good job in the UK. Their business is very large and they will inherit their family business in the future.

Adult fan was one year older than her. After graduation, he did go to work, but he didn't move away and continued to teach in the boxing hall.

As for what his family does, Yan Qi seems to have inquired, but now he can't remember at all.

Although Mr. Fan's parents are Chinese, they were born and raised in London. They have never heard of his family's relationship with Singapore. Yan Qi couldn't think of his intention.

"... that bank belongs to my family." Lord fan is concise and comprehensive.

"Don't you have many banks?" Yan Qi asked.

"Yes."

Yan Qi: "

She doesn't seem to be able to answer her own question. Fortunately, Miss Yan was so stupid that she didn't hurt anyone. She was so stupid that she let it go without understanding.

"Where do you live? I'm in school now. If you're free, teach me boxing again?" Yan Qi asked again.

Lord fan still nodded: "OK."

That's a good temper, except that my character is a little cold.

Yan Qi thinks that his fan is a bit like the legendary snow beauty - smart, handsome, talented, but not very talkative.

This cold energy of bullying frost and snow is really cute.

Yan Qi reached out and pinched his face.

Lord fan raised his eyes and looked at her quietly.

"Good pinch!" Yan Qi suddenly felt that his claw was about to cause trouble, which was a little unpleasant.

Lord fan: "Oh."

Not angry.

The dishes cooked by the chef are delicious. Lord fan has a gentle meal, but that doesn't mean he eats less. The table was full of vegetables, and only 30% was left. Lord fan's appetite was considerable.

"No wonder it's called a rice bucket. It's estimated that it's good to eat since childhood. Parents have a cheap name to support." Yan Qi thought.

She was content to have a meal with Lord fan and knew the purpose of his coming to Singapore, and then put the matter aside completely.

On her second day shift, she went directly to Si yuzao and asked her how to spend money.

Yan Qi had a good life since childhood. Her parents were very generous to her, and her cousin could play the autumn wind. She had no concept of money, bought everything she should buy, and had no desire for material things.

"What do you want?" Si yuzao asked her.

Yan Qi thought, "plane. My brother has a private plane."

Si yuzao: "

Mrs. Zhang originally wanted to convince Miss Yan to spend money rationally. She didn't want to be hooked by Miss Yan's words. Suddenly, she also wanted to fly.