Tongda City, Building A, Room 1801.

There is a sign of Linzhou Wenrong Technology Co., Ltd. hanging at the door.

Xu Feng looked at his watch, very impatient.

I said I would leave work at 5:30, but now it's 5:50.

"Forget it, don't wait!"

Xu Feng pushed the door in, "Is Song Qingqing here?"

Whew!

The eyes of the social animals immediately swept over.

Especially the male social animals, there was obviously a bit of hostility in their eyes.

"You are?"

Sister Li stood up and looked at the boy in front of her.

T-shirt and jeans, it's very simple to wear, nothing special.

However, with sharp eyes, she suddenly found that the English on the T-shirt and the lipstick in her hand seemed to be the same brand.

Saint Laurent, how many thousand dollars a piece?

Hiss –

The watch in his hand, is it the green water ghost who asks for 100,000 yuan?

I can't see it, Song Qingqing, this girl, who is silent, is actually close to the rich second generation, and has realized her life ideals for many years!

"I'm ...... Lives upstairs with her. ”

"She forgot to turn off the gas when she went out, and it had caught fire and exploded. ”

Xu Feng said casually.

"Huh?"

Sister Li was stunned.

Everyone: "......"

"Where is she?"

Xu Feng asked.

"That ......"

Sister Li pointed to the general manager's office.

"Thank you!"

Xu Feng quickly broke in.

Courtesy?

Inexistent!

It's a big deal to lose some money.

"Alas, I didn't expect this to happen. ”

"Qingqing, this little girl, is usually reckless, but now she has really caused a big disaster. ”

Sister Li looked distressed.

"She's a foreigner, right? That is, she lives in a rented house, so the gas is blown up, so she can't lose money?"

"Tsk, it's over, she's a little girl, she just graduated this year, how much money can she have?"

"As for the house price in Linzhou, you can't pay hundreds of thousand......s!

"What else can I do? Find a rich local to take over!"

"I think that young man was quite rich just now, and the watch he was wearing, but what about Rolex!"

"Wait, you say, could it be that the young man likes Qingqing, and deliberately ...... in order to let her marry him?"

"I can't tell, I read that it's all written in novels, the domineering president falls in love with me, and he can't do anything!"

"Oh my God, it's so romantic, I want to have a boyfriend like that!"

......

General Manager's Office.

"Xiao Song, you've been in the company for a while, haven't you?"

Zhang Wenrong sat on the boss's chair and skillfully brewed tea.

The first bubble is poured out.

The second brew was poured into a small teacup the size of a thumb, and he took a sip lightly, his face full of intoxication.

"It's been three months, Mr. Zhang!"

Song Qingqing was sitting precariously, looking nervous.

I heard that the female colleagues who came to Mr. Zhang's office alone were either promoted and raised, or swept away.

"Actually, you're a manufactur. ”

"Graduated from Linzhou University with a master's degree, I am very optimistic about you!"

Zhang Wenrong tasted the tea without hurry, and spoke slowly and logically.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang!"

Is this a promotion and a raise?

Song Qingqing was a little excited.

"Do you know why I only give you a salary of 6,000 a month, and often let you work overtime?"

"It's to hone young people like you. ”

"You have too little work experience, I asked you to work more overtime, and it was all for your good!"

"Work more overtime and get less money, so that you can focus on your work, and your future will have hope!"

Zhang Wenrong said earnestly.

"Mr. Zhang is right!"

Song Qingqing nodded.

So, when will the salary be raised?

"Well, I'll tell you the truth. ”

"The company is preparing to lay off a few people in the near future, and is also preparing to give a few people a promotion and a salary increase. ”

"The highest, there is a place with a monthly salary of 10,000!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Wenrong looked at the little girl in front of him.

So?

Is there a salary increase?

Song Qingqing held her breath.

"Xiao Song, I know that you are a foreigner, you have no house or car in Linzhou, no relatives and no reason, and life is not easy. ”

"The housing price in Linzhou is so expensive, you have a lot of rent pressure, right?"

"If you can't pay the rent, you can tell Uncle Zhang, and Uncle will help you!"

Zhang Wenrong took another sip of tea and looked up at Song Qingqing in front of him.

It's flat, but it's beautiful, and it's a top student!

Female masters are rare!

"Huh?"

"There's no pressure on the rent!"

Song Qingqing was a little confused.

Why do you talk about rent?

Promotions and salary increases, salary increases!

Hurry up!

"No pressure?"

Zhang Wenrong was stunned for a moment.

But soon, he figured it out.

"Oh, so you've moved to the suburbs, right?"

"That kind of house is small and cramped, and it is inconvenient to commute to work every day. ”

"You are a girl, you have to be kind to yourself, change to a better house to live in, you can't wronged yourself!"

Zhang Wenrong can be regarded as experienced in a hundred battles, what female college student in Linzhou has not seen?

Especially this kind of female students who have just graduated, it is better to solve it.

From a carefree university, I suddenly entered society.

The living expenses of the parents are cut off, the new graduates have no work experience, the salary is very low, and they spend money lavishly.

Just a rent, water and electricity can drive them crazy!

Over the years, he has donated generously, and I don't know how many poor graduates (females) he has helped.

Today, it's time for him to do a good deed every day!

"No, the house I live in is pretty big. ”

Song Qingqing said.

"It's pretty big, how big can it be?"

"15 flats?"

Zhang Wenrong laughed.

A little girl is a little girl, and she has never seen the world.

With her salary, what kind of big house can she rent in Linzhou?

Song Qingqing: "There are 50 square meters!"

"50 flats?"

Zhang Wenrong was stunned.

"Yes, the bedroom I live in is about 50 square meters!"

"If you count the balcony, it may be 60 square meters. ”

"And it's a subway station right outside the door, and you can get to the company by four stops, which is very convenient. ”

Song Qingqing couldn't help but think of the kind landlord.

Just do a little housework, you can get free rent, water and electricity.

In the world, where can you find such a good thing?

Wait a minute......

He was so good to me, could he like me?

Song Qingqing began to think back to the bits and pieces of the past few days, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was very possible.

Such a big mansion, eat for nothing and live for nothing, without charging a penny.

Except because of love, what else?

"A 50-square-meter bedroom?"

"And with a balcony, and a subway station right outside the door?"

"Y-Where do you live?"

Zhang Wenrong's eyes were about to pop out.

The master bedroom of his house is only 25 square meters, and it is 200 meters away from the subway station.

"Puli Mansion on Wenchang Road!"

Burst!

As soon as Song Qingqing finished speaking, Zhang Wenrong squirted out a mouthful of hot tea.

cough cough cough, choking and reddening.

"Song Qingqing, your house has blown up, come back with me!"

Xu Feng rushed in impatiently.

It's 6 o'clock, and I haven't gotten off work yet, and I'm not the head teacher of the third year of high school.

"Huh, the house ......"

"Yes, it's the house that blew up, hurry up!"

"Mr. Zhang, then I'll ...... first"

"Go back, go back...... I'm not, it's okay...... Ahem!"

Zhang Wenrong waved his hand.

It took a while for him to regain his breath.

The house blew up?

In other words, Xiao Song is going to lose money?

Sure enough, you still can't escape my ......

Zhang Wenrong smiled proudly, picked up the teapot and poured it gently.

"Ahh

A terrible cry resounded throughout the office building.

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, what's wrong with you?"

"Pants, pants ......"

"Mr. Zhang's pants are wet, go and help Mr. Zhang get a dry one. ”

"No, it's not...... It's my ......."

Zhang Wenrong rolled his eyes and fainted.

"Mr. Zhang can't do it, call an ambulance, an ambulance!"