Chapter 35: Little Master Drawing Talismans Online

Tang Wan: "Mr. Zhang, um, let's speak Chinese."

boss Zhang:"……"

Mr. Zhang glanced at Tang Wan resentfully.

Facing his resentful eyes and sexy sausage-shaped lips, Tang Wan's lips twitched wildly. Then she realized that Mr. Zhang was not speaking a foreign language, but because his lips were too swollen, she did not understand.

Embarrassment spread, Tang Wan lowered her head and pursed her lips tightly, trying hard to suppress the corners of her mouth that kept rising.

boss Zhang:"……"

Ye Fushu spoke up at the right time, "Mr. Zhang just said, 'Stop talking, I've been so unlucky lately', right?"

Hearing this, Mr. Zhang immediately looked at Ye Fushu and nodded at her repeatedly.

Tang Wan: "Is that so? Mr. Zhang, what do you want to talk to us about?"

Mr. Zhang: "Sorry, the guard is gone."

"..."

Tang Wan is trying to understand...

Understanding failure.

"Mr. Zhang, why don't we just type?"

boss Zhang:"……"

He silently put down his crutches, then took out his cell phone with his free hand and began typing slowly.

Watching his actions, Tang Wan was silent, "Boss Zhang, let's just say, why don't you take a good rest after all this? Do you have to come to the company in person to talk about work?"

At this moment, Tang Wan admired Mr. Zhang's professionalism.

She is not jealous or envious at all that he can become the vice president of Yan's Entertainment, really.

Mr. Zhang paused, gave Tang Wan a look that she couldn't understand, and then continued typing with one hand.

Looking at his typing speed, Ye Fushu spoke up, "Mr. Zhang is here to see me, right?"

Mr. Zhang raised his eyes and nodded repeatedly at Ye Fushu, "Dudududu! Whistle, prepare the porridge..."

Ye Fushu was too lazy to listen any further and interrupted him directly, "Fortune telling, right?"

"666, pay first, then tell your fortune." As he said that, Ye Fushu took out his mobile phone and found the payment code.

Tang Wan, Ye Zhixia:?
Don't be too outrageous!

"Sister Ye, don't joke with Mr. Zhang at this time." After saying that, Tang Wan looked at Mr. Zhang, "Children are ignorant, Mr. Zhang, you..."

"drop!"

Before Tang Wan finished her words, she saw Mr. Zhang holding his mobile phone in one hand, scanning Ye Fushu's payment code, and slowly tapping the numbers on the phone.

Tang Wan:?
Ye Zhixia:?

What's going on? Mr. Zhang has been cursed?

Mr. Zhang ignored the expressions of Tang Wan and Ye Zhixia. After scanning the payment code, he began to slowly enter the amount and password, and his mouth was not idle, "Lating Ni@#￥%*&*%..."

Tang Wan and Ye Zhixia, who didn't understand anything, sat aside in confusion.

Who can understand this? Who can listen...

Ye Fushu: "How unlucky."

"But I told you that you are plagued by bad luck."

"If you had asked me for a fortune-teller that day, nothing would have happened."

After hearing this, Mr. Zhang's eyes welled up with tears and he looked like he was regretting his decision. He muttered a lot to Ye Fushu.

Ye Fushu: "Don't worry, I will definitely get it done for you."

As he spoke, Ye Fushu raised his hand and patted Mr. Zhang on the shoulder, which gave Ye Zhixia and Tang Wan the illusion that they had a deep friendship.

However, the fact is that they both didn't understand what Mr. Zhang was saying at all.

After patting Mr. Zhang on the shoulder, Ye Fushu picked up a pen, tore off a piece of A4 paper on the table with jagged edges that looked like it had been chewed by a dog, and began to draw lines.

Seeing this, the three of them craned their necks to read what was on the paper.

I saw Ye Fushu drawing crooked wavy lines on the paper, and then they kept twisting and twisting, and finally formed a ball.

At first glance, I thought it was a ball of wool.

A closer look is not as good as at first glance.

(End of this chapter)