The next day, Dong Shanshan, wearing student outfits, came to the school.

According to previous experience, Bu Fang is an excellent employee with no missed records without any delay.

In this way, as long as she comes to school, she will be able to find Bu Fang.

However, Dong Shanshan, holding a paintbrush, was waiting in the studio, but in the end, she was a skinny and strange man.

He skillfully came to the middle of the students, and then

"Where is Bu Fang?" Dong Shanshan couldn't help but frowned.

She forgot what she had drawn. When the bell rang, she was the first to rush out of the classroom and found the art teacher.

"By the way, teacher." Dong Shanshan lifted her hair and tried to pretend to be careless: "Why didn't Teacher Bu Fang come?"

"Bu Fang? He asked for leave." The art teacher looked at Dong Shanshan and explained: "He said he has a very important job now, so he needs to try it as soon as possible, so he pushed the school's work first."

"But I have something important to ask him!" Dong Shanshan looked at the art teacher and said anxiously. "Can you tell me his contact information?"

"This does not comply with the school's regulations." The art teacher looked at Dong Shanshan and said, "And what's going on with you to find him?"

"This..." Dong Shanshan's face turned red.

She looked at the art teacher and whispered: "This, two months ago, I asked him to be my personal trainer."

"that."

"I seem to have it."

...

...

Of course Bu Fang didn't go to class.

Being a human body teacher can only earn eighty dollars per hour.

But now, just walk every day, you can earn 300 yuan in one hour.

Such simple math problems can be calculated.

But Bu Fang is obviously not a fool.

Moreover, since walking at the bottom of the river is considered a walk, there is no need for Bu Fang to hold the road in the scorching sun.

It is also a good experience to go shopping with air conditioners in the mall.

I believe that such ability must be the favorite of those girls.

After all, Bu Fang's feet were already hurting a little.

He stopped at the door of a mobile phone store.

My previous phone fell into the river and soaked it for a few hours, and it must have been broken.

After all, mobile phones do not have the attribute of awakening immortality.

So this morning, Bu Fang used a public phone to take leave, and he planned to make some money to buy a new phone.

"What model do you want?" The salesman saw Bu Fang walk in and quickly promoted it enthusiastically.

"You can answer calls, make calls, and send and receive text messages, which is solid." Bu Fang made his own request.

The salesperson pondered for a moment, then turned out a dusty box from the corner: "Sir, I think you must be the one who is destined to do it."

"Show me." Bu Fang took the box, swept away the dust, and saw the three big words "Nokia" on it.

The salesperson is full of confidence: "This will definitely meet your needs."

This Nokia is worth 499, which is equivalent to 80 minutes of income.

Bu Fang was indeed very satisfied.

He walked out of the mobile phone store and carefully took out the sim card that he had taken out of his old phone.

"Hope isn't broken."

Insert and power on, the familiar melody and the two gradually shaking hands gave Bu Fang an infinite sense of security.

But then, a series of missed calls rushed up in a cellular manner.

Who thinks of me that way?

Bu Fang was about to see who made the phone call, but his phone had already started ringing.

Bu Fang connected and put his phone in his ear. Before he could feed him, a faint crying sound came from the opposite side.

"Scum!"

What? Bu Fang's first reaction was that the other party made a mistake.

I have been single for 21 years in my mother and baby, who did I lose?

"I just don't recognize others when I lift my pants, right? What about me who I said at the beginning? "The female voice opposite was soft and clingy, with a little seductive affection. Bu Fang felt that the voice was a bit familiar, but it just couldn't tell where it was familiar.

Then, the voice on the opposite side suddenly became deserted: "Okay, the art teacher was so tired of me. We can say that we are serious, Bu Fang."

"Tell me what's going on with the scumbag first?" Bu Fang was curious about what she said to the art teacher.

"It has nothing to do with you." Dong Shanshan refused Bu Fang's request without hesitation, and then shifted the topic to the main business: "I went home yesterday and considered it. I still hope that you can be my private model. In terms of expenses, as you said, it costs 100 yuan per hour."

"No." Bu Fang refused without hesitation.

Dong Shanshan chewed her teeth, and she tried to suppress her emotions: "Then what price is right?"

If I hadn't been interested in you, I would have never been so humble in my life.

"This." Bu Fang thought about it: "Three hundred per hour, well, how about three hundred and ten per hour."

Bu Fang cautiously raised ten yuan because he was afraid that the other party would refuse.

"Okay, it's a matter of determination." Even at this time, Bu Fang proposed a thousand dollars for an hour, Dong Shanshan would agree, because she wouldn't pay any money anyway.

"Where are you? I'll call you a taxi." Dong Shanshan really wanted to see Bu Fang immediately now.

"No need for this." Bu Fang thought for a while and said, "Tell me your address and I'll just walk over."

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of the long road."

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...

The place where Dong Shanshan lives is indeed a bit far from Bu Fang.

Bu Fang walked for two and a half hours before he arrived.

However, given the fact that walking can make money, Bu Fang is willing to accept it.

"I'm downstairs of your house, are you here to pick me up?" Bu Fang called Dong Shanshan.

"Come up, I'm on the seventh floor, Room 708." Dong Shanshan said softly.

Bu Fang turned around and took the elevator, came to the door of Room 708, and knocked on the door gently.

Sure enough, the door opened quickly.

Dong Shanshan wore a red dress and smiled and hugged Bu Fang's arm, saying very affectionately: "Teacher Bu Fang, you are finally here."

Bu Fang looked at Dong Shanshan with a serious look on his face: "Don't accept the rewards, don't be foolish."

This is 310 yuan per hour.

Dong Shanshan tried hard to hold back her twitching face, then let go of Bu Fang's arm: "So come inside, I have a special studio."

Bu Fang followed Dong Shanshan. This was a house with a very decent decoration, three bedrooms and one living room, and the size was about 120 square meters. If Dong Shanshan lived alone, she would be a very rich woman.

Bu Fang sniffed.

When I came in, I found that there was a very sweet smell in the room, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Could it be that this is the smell of a girl's room living alone?

Bu Fang couldn't help thinking.

Dong Shanshan's studio is a little better than Bu Fang imagined, it is empty and decent, and has all the paint drawing boards.

Bu Fang feels a little more at ease.

"I'm ready." Dong Shanshan came to the back of the canvas and held the brush in her hand.

So you mean I should take it off.

Bu Fang took off his shirt and then tried to take off his pants.

Although taking off your pants in front of girls is a bit hooligan.

But such a rogue Bu Fang has been playing tricks on him for many years.

Get used to it.

At this moment, Nokia, who was in her pants pocket, suddenly vibrated.

Short message.

Bu Fang picked up his phone and glanced at the screen.
Chapter completed!