Chapter 3: Disliked

Slipped out of the office building, Xia Ye took out the 300 yuan in his pocket and took a look, hey, this day... Xia Ambition said in his heart that he was very sad.

"Young man, get off work so early, are you firing the boss squid again?" The security guard at the door looked at Xia Ye with a loveless expression and quipped.

"You're wrong this time, I'm thinking about how to stay strong. ”

"Young man, it's not me talking about you, you keep changing jobs, no, the economy is unstable. You are almost one by one in the companies in this building, and none of them are as good as you want? If you go on like this, you will not be able to save money, support yourself, let alone find a daughter-in-law. ”

"Uncle, I also want to be stable, and I also want to stay, but it won't allow it. Xia Ye took a cigarette in his mouth, pointed to his chest, glanced at the uncle, and followed the security guard to swallow the clouds and spit out the fog.

At this moment, a Porsche came out of the garage, stopped at the door, and from it stepped down a tall, beautiful young woman.

She walked straight to Xia Ye, snatched the cigarette from his mouth, took a puff, then threw it on the ground, stepped on it hard, and said, "I heard that you were fired?"

"You know all this, who did you listen to?" This woman is Xia Ye's former former boss.

Xia Ye just couldn't stand her fiery heart, so he couldn't bear the pain and let himself leave the company and find another job.

"Don't you know that you're a celebrity in this mansion right now? Who doesn't know anyone?"

The woman paused, "I've been looking for you for a long time. ”

"Fang Qian, stop. First of all, I want to correct one point, this time I was not fired, I just left work early, and secondly, it was good for me to change jobs to find another way, not every time I was fired. Xia Ye said helplessly.

"I don't care if you're fired or not, I'm still the old saying, come back to me, I'll just let you be the vice president, with food and accommodation, and you have the final say on your salary. If someone in the company gossiped, I fired them. ”

"What the hell do you fancy about me? Big Boss"

"People. ”

"Can I understand that you are planning to take care of me?" Xia Ye complained.

Well, the uncle next to him listened to the conversation between the two and looked stunned. You don't look very good, you wear glasses, you're not as handsome as when I was young, why can't I meet you?

Hey, it's really more popular than people. The security guard uncle was in pain in his heart.

Hearing Xia Ye's words, looking at the security guard next to her with a look of I understand, her face turned red, after all, she was a girl.

"It doesn't matter, whatever you think, as long as you come to my company to help me. ”

"I'm sorry, I have someone I like. ”

"Who?" Fang Qian asked subconsciously

"Myself. Natsuno shrugged.

"Ahh

"Ahh

Fang Qian and the security uncle looked confused, and when they came back to their senses, Xia Ye had already ridden away on his bicycle.

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The next morning, in the lobby of City C Airport, a young man, wearing a cheap suit, broken leather shoes, and holding flowers, squatted in the VIP passage of the waiting room, with a sign next to him that read "I am a substitute translator".

After a while, the VIP passage opened, and several men in black suits walked up to them, blocking the two petite figures.

For this meeting, Xia Ye spent all the remaining 300 yuan on his body, hoping to get a little into the eyes of the president of the Fu Group.

It's a pity that when he looks at the picture in front of him, he is embarrassed to stand forward.

However, for the sake of the company's task, I had to bite the bullet.

He strode and stood in the middle of the road, blocking the crowd that was sweeping over.

The personnel on the opposite side were obviously stunned for a moment, and the bodyguards stopped at the same time, looking vigilantly at the sudden appearance of the person opposite. Strange people?!!!。

Xia Ye didn't speak, and the person opposite didn't speak, and the two sides confronted each other inexplicably.

Isn't this beggar who is holding flowers and doesn't know where to jump out of here to pursue our Mr. Fu?

That's too whimsical, a group of bodyguards thought in shock, and then wanted to laugh, but out of professionalism, they still held back, although it was a little hard.

"What's going on?" a crisp voice sounded in the background.

"Back to Miss, there is a stranger in front of me blocking the way, still holding flowers, as if... It seems to be your suitor. The man in the suit next to him pondered for a moment and whispered cautiously.

"Oh?"

The woman was also a little surprised, with questions, pushed aside the crowd, and then saw the funny figure.

Thick black-rimmed glasses, wearing a suit and broken leather shoes that you can see as cheap at first glance, and holding flowers that are about to wither.

Is there a mistake? There are still such people among the president's suitors?!!!

Wouldn't it be too perfunctory? This is the real monologue of the assistant next to her at the moment.

It's her?!The first time Xia Ye saw her, there was a hint of surprise behind the glasses, with a little confusion.

When I woke up from the sand tomb, my head was so dizzy that I forgot to ask her name.

It turned out that she was the president of the Fu Group.

Is there really providence in the dark? Who am I? Where do I come from? What are the strange, fragmentary images in my dreams every night? Why do some of my memories go blank?

At the first glance of Fu Xue, all these questions rushed to Xia Ye's mind at once, causing bursts of stinging pain.

Then Fu Xue saw the funny man holding flowers and dressing like a beggar squatting down, rubbing his head with both hands, and whispering: "Who am I? Who am I?"

In an instant, Fu Xue's eyes seemed to be the unfamiliar figure from two years ago.

The man unconsciously walked forward, came to the man, and asked, "Who are you?"

Hearing Fu Xue's familiar voice, Xia Ye, who was squatting and lowering his head, took a deep breath, threw away those strange memories, stood up, and explained: "I am the one you found to be a temporary replacement translator, Xia Ye, this is my brand." ”

As he spoke, he took the card that had been placed next to him.

"By the way, this is a flower for you. Welcome to City C. Xia Ye smiled awkwardly and handed the flowers in his hand to Fu Xue.

"Thank you!"

Fu Xue took the flowers, looked at Xia Ye carefully, shook her head, and denied what she was thinking.

He casually threw the flowers in the trash can next to him, and said to the female assistant on the side: "Take him to change into a suitable outfit, and then come to me to report." ”

After speaking, Fu Xue left outside the airport with a group of personnel.

After seeing the boss leave, the female assistant Ye Juan looked at Xia Ye seriously again, and after making sure that she didn't recognize the wrong person, she complained: "You are also a high-level intellectual, why are you wearing such a beggar outfit?"

“ ……”

"And your flower, did you buy it at a discount, or did you go to the ground after the opening ceremony to pick it up?"

“ ………”

"You really know German, right?"

The female assistant Ye Juan was a little weak at this time, and wanted to confirm it again.

"Yes, absolutely. When Xia Ye heard this, he helped his glasses and nodded quickly.

"Really?"

"Really!"

"Then come with me to the mall, I'll choose a few clothes for you, otherwise you will lose her identity if you follow the president like this." ”

"But this body is all my belongings, and now I am penniless. ”

"Okay, I don't want you to give money. Ye Juan felt that she wanted to drive him away on the spot.