Bab 1172: Inherited from his father

When he was cooking, song ran moved to his side. Gu jinghang quickly reached out to block her face. "Be careful, don't let the oil get on you."

Song ran crossed her arms and leaned against the stove. She looked at him and said, " "Jing Xing Lang Lang."

Gu jinghang pushed the minced garlic into the oil pan and stir-fried it with all his might. He replied perfunctorily, " "En, Yingluo."

"Brother Jing Xing, Yingluo."

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"Brother Section Chief, Yingluo."

Gu jinghang pushed a small basket of water spinach into the hot pot and finally looked up at her. what's wrong, Xiao ran? "

why didn't you tell me about the increase in your allowance when you were promoted to Section Chief? " asked song ran. &Nbsp;

Gu jinghang chuckled and said,'aren't you in charge of the money? I only take some money to give to Yin Hua every month, the rest is in the passbook. Can't you just check it?"