The Villain CEO Always Mooches My Melons Ch. 51

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But today, the caddies at the golf course were particularly excited.

Because Haicheng 5F was here!

Everyone knew that Fu Qingchen and Jian Wenlun, the top second-generation rich, were generous. As long as you could pick up a ball for them, the minimum tip was 50,000!

The caddies were ready to show their skills on the golf course.

An Xia, who just changed his clothes and heard the news, had bright eyes.

Just picking up a ball could make a net profit of 50,000, what's the difference between this and giving it away for free!

[I love money and money loves me, money comes from all directions, all the time! It comes all over the place!]

The weird lyrics were accompanied by a subtle smile. When An Xia appeared next to Fu Qingchen, Mr. Fu subconsciously began to get nervous.

Why did An Xia look at the golf ball in his hand with such fiery eyes?

It's just a ball, there wouldn't be any melons on it!

Facing An Xia's obscure and passionate eyes, Fu Qingchen swung and hit the first ball.

'thump'

He swung the club with perfect strength, but unfortunately it was off-center, and the small golf ball fell into the bushes in the distance.

The ball just landed in the last second, and the next second several black shadows suddenly rushed past Fu Qingchen.

Swish, swish, swish!

Led by An Xia, several caddies were running towards the bushes at the speed of a 100-meter sprint!

The secretary, who usually had to take a breath even when going up and down the stairs, burst out with amazing strength at this time, and his legs moved very fast.

[My money!!!!!]

With a roar, An Xia took the lead and picked up the golf ball in the bushes under the caddies' amazed gaze.

Do you think this was just an ordinary ball?

No, this was 50,000 yuan that could fly!

An Xia smiled with satisfaction, and returned to Fu Qingchen with the ball, "Mr. Fu, I found the ball! As for the tip, do you still choose Alipay to transfer the money?"

...you were so direct.

Jian Wenlun, who was watching from the sidelines, saw that Fu Qingchen would be chased for money one day, so he quickly answered for him, "Yes, yes, yes! Just use Alipay, your Mr. Fu is very generous!"

"Thank you, Mr. Fu!"

The upward arc of An Xia's mouth deepened a few points, and the bright and eye-catching smile pierced Fu Qingchen's eyes directly.

When he reacted, he had already picked up the phone to transfer money to An Xia in a daze.

The slightly trembling hand also added an extra zero...

[Yeah!]

Accompanied by An Xia's cheers, Fu Qingchen squatted on the grass with a dejected face.

Good sister Zheng Yifei clicked her tongue a few times and squatted beside him to comfort him, "Ah Chen, just admit it. It is a tradition of your Fu family to spend money mindlessly on your sweetheart."

Fu Qingchen struggled, "What sweetheart? Don't talk nonsense!"

"Okay, okay, I won't say it, I won't say it." Zheng Yifei waved her hand perfunctorily and walked away with her golf club.

As soon as she left, Gong Heze came again, "Actually, I understand you. When Ah Duo and I first got together, we were also so awkward, but everything will get better slowly."

Gong Heze spoke more and more quietly, and even felt embarrassed for himself.

Fu Qingchen was speechless, "No... who asked you?"

"What, you want to ask me how I met Ah Duo? That's a long story. It all started from that rainy night five years ago..."

D*mn it!

Fu Qingchen collapsed. When he turned around, his good brother Jian Wenlun was waving a wooden stick at him, "Wow, Fu Qingchen, there are golden beetles in your court!"

...

You could live with golden beetles for the rest of your life!

Fu Qingchen gradually became autistic. After hesitating for a long time, An Xia still walked towards him, "Mr. Fu..."

Fu Qingchen looked up at him.

What, you finally found your conscience, were you trying to please me?

An Xia scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed, "Mr. Fu, how about I pick up a few more balls for you, and I'll give you a 20% discount on the tip."

[With Mr. Fu's poor ball skills, he would have to give a large tip just for picking up the balls. As a competent secretary, I'd better ask for less.]

Who do you think was a terrible player : )

Fu Qingchen stood up with a sharp gaze.

"I have money! I have a lot of money! 50,000 is 50,000, I won't give you a penny less! Just concentrate on picking up the ball for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a disdainful sneer came from another open space, "What era is it? How can there still be people who bully others by taking advantage of their power and ordering others around just because they have a little money? All people were born equal, don't you understand this truth?"

Fu Qingchen and An Xia turned their heads and saw a young man holding a selfie stick pointing at them.

To be precise, he was pointing at Fu Qingchen.

Fu Qingchen didn't understand, who was bullying others by taking advantage of their power?

Seeing Fu Qingchen's puzzled eyes, the young man once again made a 'righteous speech', "What are you looking at? I'm talking about you. I've been playing golf on this golf course for so long, but this is the first time I've seen someone as selfish as you.

"Isn't the caddy a human being? You can't be so arrogant just because he helped you pick up the ball once. Brother, I advise you to put your arrogant temper back and go back to study for a few more years!"

Seeing that the man's words were getting more and more unpleasant, An Xia finally couldn't help but explain, "Sir, I'm not a caddy, and I haven't been treated unfairly. What you just saw was just an ordinary joke. Please don't generalize."

After hearing An Xia's words, the man paused for a moment, and then showed an expression of sudden enlightenment, "I thought so, it turns out that you two are willing to fight and be beaten, so I am meddling in other people's business.

"It's just 50,000, but it can make a person abandon his self-esteem. I have learned a lot. Okay, okay, it's all my fault, so you can just play golf well."

More and more confusing remarks made An Xia narrow her eyes, but the young man turned around and left after he finished speaking, without giving An Xia and Fu Qingchen a chance to speak again.

Before he left, An Xia also noticed that there was a mobile phone on the selfie stick in his hand, and the screen of the mobile phone was flashing fancy special effects at this time.

[Still live broadcasting? Which brainless internet celebrity anchor is this?]

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