"Does Boss Huo have any other instructions?" Yang Fan stood still and asked.
Huo Xiaorou inquired, "When do you have time?"
"I'm available now," Yang Fan responded.
Huo Xiaorou nodded and said, "How about visiting my home? Just to let you know, if you can't handle it, I won't pay you a dime. This is the standard you set for yourself, so I hope you won't play any tricks at that time, will you?"
"I'm not as evil as you think, rest assured," Yang Fan replied with a wry smile.
She seemed to be taking an unusual amount of precautions against him.
Did he really look like a bad guy?
Wang Daqiang, who was standing to the side, suddenly widened his eyes. He had only glanced at the car for a moment, and what had happened between these two?
From just this simple communication, they were already at the stage of going to each other's home to talk about love?
In the past, Wang Daqiang knew Yang Fan as diligent, honest, humble, and able to endure hardships.
