Chapter 422: of Magic Phone: Give away billions at the beginning, Xiaochan, why are you here?

"Excuse me, is anyone there?"

"Ms. sir? Are you in there?"

Outside Nie Yunzhu's residence, Xiaochan, dressed in pink, stood outside the small courtyard and shouted to the inside.

"Young mistress, I have a loud voice, why don't you let me shout?" Wang Xiaoer from Nanshan Bank stood on the side, looking at Xiaochan a little anxious, and volunteered.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Xiaochan walked aside.

Wang Xiaoer mustered up all his energy, took a long and deep breath, placed his left and right palms on both sides of his mouth like big trumpets, and shouted loudly:

"Master! Young Mistress XiaochanComing to you! Please wake up soon! "

"Master! I am Wang Xiaoer. If you hear this, please reply to Xiaoer!"

"Master! Wake up quickly! Mistress Xiaochan is looking for you in an emergency!"

"Master! Are you in there?"

Wang Xiaoer raised his voice and kept shouting as loud as he could.

"Brother Wang, is my husband-in-law really in there?" Xiaochan was a little suspicious that her husband-in-law was not in there.

"Young mistress, you can just call me Xiaoer, but I can't afford to call me Brother Wang." Wang Xiaoer smiled awkwardly, squirming like a little girl about to be fucked.

He didn't dare to let Mistress Xiaochan call him that. It would be terrible if the young master found out.

"Okay, Xiaoer, are you sure my husband is really inside?" Xiaochan looked at Wang Xiaoer, who was a little scared, and was a little curious.

I don't know what skills my husband used to conquer all the strong-looking people in Nanshan Bank.

Of course she has heard about the power of Nanshan Bank.

It is an underground bank. If the local official is white, then they are black. It can be said that they are a group of people who are not easy to mess with. Both black and white have to give them some face.

After all, there is no one up there, so how can it be driven down?

At this moment, Liu Lang suddenly appeared in front of Xiaochan and said, "Xiaochan, why are you here?"

"Ms. sir, Xiaochan thought you weren't here." Xiaochan suddenly showed joy when she saw Liu Lang appearing.

Liu Lang touched Xiaochan's hair and said with a smile: "My husband just went to the Wudu Palace. Hearing Xiaochan's call, my husband flew back."

"Ms., you are so kind." Xiaochan threw herself into Liu Lang's arms and said coquettishly.

Liu Lang reached out and touched Xiaochan's little head and said: "Fool, you are my husband's treasure. If my husband is not good to you, who will be good to you?"

Wang Xiaoer, who was standing by the side, was tense the whole time, with his back turned. He didn't dare to speak casually or move casually for fear of affecting the beautiful atmosphere.

Xiaochan thought of her mission at this time, immediately left Liu Lang's arms, and said hurriedly:

"Oh, Xiaochan almost forgot. Xiaochan came here to see my husband because my sister has something to do."

"Tan'er?" Liu Lang heard Xiaochan mention the word sister, and she should have called Tan'er.

"Yes, sir, let's go back to my sister's Su family's clothing store first." Xiao Chan took Liu Lang's hand and said.

When Wang Xiaoer saw that his young master was about to be taken away by Mistress Xiaochan, he said eagerly:

"Master, please wait a moment. I have already recruited the eight maids you told me to recruit. They are waiting at your Liu Mansion."

"My Liu Mansion?" Liu Lang turned around and looked at Wang Xiaoer in confusion.

"Yes, young master, the waiter helped the young master buy a blessed house. The blessed house is not far from Nanshan Bank."

"Two guys from our bank are watching the Fu Residence, waiting for the young master to move in."

When Wang Xiaoer spoke, he smiled the whole time.

"Okay, I'll go there after I finish my work." Liu Lang said.

"Okay, young master, you and the young mistress will be busy first, and the waiter won't disturb you anymore." Wang Xiaoer said.

Soon, Liu Lang and Xiaochan arrived at Su Tan'er's new store, Su's Cloth Shop.

When I walked into the cloth shop, I saw Su Tan'er with her head lowered and busy keeping accounts.

Just like in the TV series, she personally wrote down every business deal.

"Tan'er." Liu Lang walked to the semi-circular counter and called out.

Hearing the familiar voice, Su Tan'er looked up and saw Liu Lang, a bright smile bloomed on her face: "Mr. sir, you are here."