Chapter 21: Premeditated Derailment (01)
The next day, Sunday, Zhao Xiangnong parked her car outside Xia Xiaochun's school, and she watched Xia Xiaochun, who was smiling brightly, and her classmates walking in front of her.
Their voices were vaguely wafting in the wind, they were teasing their respective boyfriends, and the smile on Xia Xiaochun's face was particularly sweet when talking about their boyfriends.
Kashiwahara embroidery eats Xia Xiaochun's cooking!
Raising her head, Zhao Xiangnong looked at the blue sky, she wondered if Xia Xiaochun's cooking was so delicious, so Bai Yuanxiu was reluctant to drive her away.
Xia Xiaochun can cook, but Zhao Xiangnong can't, she can't even get an egg, because the omelette doesn't need to appear in the life lessons of the heirs of the Zhao family.
On Monday, Zhao Xiangnong woke up early, and today is her first day of work.
The heir of the Zhao family has made a lot of preparations, and after passing five levels and six for the job of getting a salary of 3,000 US dollars a month, such a thing is very to listen to other people's ears, and maybe some people will say that this is pretending.
But Zhao Xiangnong needs that job of 3,000 US dollars a month, because this job is a kind of praise and trust in the eyes of some other people, and those people will say: Zhao Xiangnon is an independent and assertive girl.
Most of those who say these things are harsh critics.
The upbringing, conduct, and finally Zhao Yanting, similar to Hilton, is only a very small number of individuals, and 80% of the sons and daughters of the top 100 richest people on the Fox rich list have summer work experience, they can spend money on weekends, and they can also wear McDonald's hats to customers on weekdays and smile.
This $3,000-a-month job will become what Zhao Shannong calls a social experience, which will be transformed into a personal wealth in the future, which will be told by people.
Of course, she can't drive an expensive sports car to work.
Like many people, Zhao Xiangnong's means of transportation on the first day of work was the subway, and as soon as he squeezed out of the subway, Zhao Xiangnong received a call from Bai Yuanxiu.
"Nong, a nice left hook on the first day!" He said to her.
A hundred-dollar suit, thirty-dollar leather shoes, and proper makeup, Zhao Xiangnon stood in front of her boss.
The beautiful woman in front of her is her boss, she is the special official who went to Chicago on behalf of the United Nations to deal with the reconstruction project in Illinois, she was the United Nations information officer before she came to Chicago, and in private, she has another layer of enviable identity "Mrs. Juan".
"Madame Juan" is full name Liansu. Juan Song, before she married into the Juan family in France, she was Song Liansu, the second daughter of energy magnate Song Xueru, known as the "chewing gum predator".
Song Liansu began to enter the political arena at the age of 30, and from the time she said in an interview that her idol was "Margaret Thatcher", people knew that Song Liansu's political career would not be easy.
Ten years later, Song Liansu is 40 years old, she is active in the international political arena, and people will always describe her as beautiful and elegant when they talk about her.
This is the first time Zhao Xiangnong has seen Song Liansu, her job today is to follow Song Liansu's side and not let her go on any business trips, last year, Illinois experienced a tornado, the tornado was followed by a heavy rainstorm, which lasted a year, the reconstruction project is progressing slowly, many people began to question the reconstruction team sent by the United Nations, and the most important thing for Song Liansu's arrival this time is to play a calming role.
In the humble office, Song Liansu only asked Zhao Xiangnong a few questions perfunctorily, and then prepared to rush to the community to meet the representatives from the disaster area.
"Wait, ma'am!" Zhao Xiangnong stopped Song Liansu: "I'll build yƬ you change the clothes on your body." ā
Song Liansu frowned and looked at her watch a little impatiently.
"It's true that black is the color you can't go wrong with, but you're not in a position to wear black right now because this is Chicago." Zhao Xiangnon pointed to Song Liansu's black suit: "Chicago has the highest murder rate in the United States, and those people call this place 'Murder City', and the black clothes will easily remind them of funerals and police uniforms." ā
Song Liansu nodded and said thank you.
Opening the wardrobe in the office, Zhao Xiangnong was dumbfounded, and there were only two sets of white and yellow clothes in the wardrobe.
"What's wrong?" Song Liansu asked her.
"I don't think you can wear these two outfits in the closet." Zhao Xiangnong closed the wardrobe: "White will give people a feeling of being on top, silver will be worn on some important occasions will be used by people with a heart to make a big fuss, silver represents forgetting the original." ā
Walking in front of Song Liansu, Zhao Xiangnong took off his coat, which was a crimson professional suit, and handed the suit to Song Liansu: "You can wear this." ā
Song Liansu didn't answer, she just looked at her.
"If you wear this, you'll be able to get the favor of those people, and in the eyes of Chicagoans, crimson is the color of the land that their fathers left them, and red will make them feel relatable."
Song Liansu took off her black coat and changed into the clothes that Zhao Xiangnong gave her.
Zhao Shannon took out a crimson baseball cap with the Chicago Bulls logo from his bag: "I also have this for you, we need to meet the children in the community at noon, and the children will be willing to share their little secrets with you if you wear this." ā
On the way to the press conference, Song Liansu handed her speech to Zhao Xiangnong, and she asked her to help her see if there were any errors in the speech.
After receiving the speech, Zhao Xiangnong knew that she would not be just placed as a vase during the next three-month probationary period.
From Tuesday to Friday, Zhao Xiangnong followed Song Liansu, and she spent three whole days in the countryside.
On Saturday, Ms. Zhao returned to Chicago.
On Saturday night, Zhao Yanting held a party for Zhao Xiangnong to celebrate her excellent completion of three working days.
At her vacation home outside Chicago, surrounded by lakes, Ms. Zhao was praised by her friends in a lake-green dress.
This night, Zhao Xiangnon thought that the most absent-minded person on the pie should be her, and the Bai Yuan embroidery that promised to appear early has not appeared, and the Bai Yuan embroidery that has not appeared for a long time has made Zhao Xiangnong's eyes turn to the door from time to time, and the person who frequently looks at the door is also the shadow of Clara, and the people she is waiting for did not appear on time.
In his embrace, Zhao Xiangnon smelled the faint smell of perfume belonging to the collar of his shirt, and the perfume smell Zhao Xiangnong had also smelled it on Xia Xiaochun's body not long ago.
After thinking about it, Zhao Xiangnon pulled Bai Yuan Xiu to the door, Zhao Xiangnon and the person who came in at the door bumped into each other, at this moment, she was too lazy to say sorry to the person she bumped into, and she didn't bother to raise her head to look, rubbing the person's shoulder and pulling Bai Yuan Xiu Zhao Xiangnong's steps quickly.
By the lake, Zhao Xiangnong ruthlessly let go of Bai Yuanxiu's hand.
"Yuan Xiu, let her leave." Zhao Xiangnong and Kashiwahara embroidery said.
Kashiwahara didn't speak, he was looking for cigarettes.
Zhao Xiangnong stretched out his hand and slapped the cigarette in Bai Yuanxiu's hand to the ground, his spine straightened, and he raised his head: "Bai Yuanxiu, listen, I think I will hear the news of Xia Xiaochun's departure tomorrow." ā
"Nong." He called her, and his voice was as good as ever, with the tolerance of his brother to his sister: "Perhaps, should we reconsider, is it appropriate for us to be together?" ā
The corners of Zhao Xiangnong's mouth sneered: "Bai Yuan embroidery, when you repeatedly put your hand into my clothes and touched me, you never thought about the question of whether it was suitable or not." ā
"Nong......
"Coward, what? I'm the place. Is it so hard for you to accept women's things? Zhao Xiangnong gritted his teeth and said while he was drinking.
Kashiwahara Xiu moved closer to her: "Xiao Nong, you are drunk." ā
Perhaps, in the eyes of many people and even Bai Yuanxiu, Zhao Xiangnon will say such drastic words because of alcohol, maybe, maybe it is really like this.
She said to him: "Kashiwahara embroidery, you go, please don't stay by my side when you still smell of other women's perfumes, and don't appear in front of me." ā
In the night wind in the depths of winter, Zhao Xiangnong looked at the back of Bai Yuanxiu, she didn't dare to tell him about some things, and there was a very ugly scar in her heart.
Zhao Xiangnong thought that the so-called karma was about like her.
When Bai Yuanxiu's figure disappeared, and when he drove away along the road he came, Zhao Xiangnong turned around and walked step by step to the wooden bridge from Yansheng to the middle of the lake, stopping at the end of the bridge, she stood motionless.
The night breeze stabbed her body wrapped in a thick shawl with a frost knife, and the lights on both sides of the bridge corridor were reflected on the lake, and suddenly, Zhao Xiangnong was a little curious about what she looked like reflected in the water at this moment.
Taking another step forward, Zhao Xiangnon's body leaned forward slightly, she saw her reflection in the water, but no matter how she looked at it, she looked pitiful, bent over, and wanted to use her fingers to break her reflection in the water.
As soon as her waist was bent to 45 degrees, a force suddenly appeared behind her, and a pair of hands dragged her out of the water.
The hands tightly framed her waist, and the person holding her gasped for nervousness, and after a while, Zhao Xiangnong leaned back, his head resting on his shoulder socket.
"Yuan Xiu, I drank some wine, but I know what I'm talking about." Closing her eyes, she said.
The man holding her replied with silence.
"I'm jealous." Zhao Xiangnong finally said: "Original embroidery, shall we try it?" Really, like all normal couples, eh? ā
As soon as the words fell, a slow male voice sounded: "I think you recognized the wrong person, I'm not." ā
The man slowly let go of her.
Mistaken person?!
Zhao Xiangnong quickly turned around.
The man stood there, his hands half outstretched, the light of the porch shining on his face, in the midst of the forest and the lake, and he looked at her in silence.
The man's eyes reminded her of elk once again!
These eyes and Xia Xiaochun's perfume once appeared on the same day.
For the second time, this man peeked into the secrets that belonged to Zhao Xiangnon, those most fragile and did not want to be known.
The wine thief began to explain again, holding an earring in his left hand.
"Just at the door, you bumped into me, your earrings fell on me, I looked for you to return your earrings, and after finding you, I saw you arguing with the man, and at that time I didn't think it was the time to return your earrings, and then I went around and came back."
"Then, I'll see you......" The man's voice was embarrassed: "You looked like you were going to commit suicide just now, so ......"
Suicide? This bastard actually put such an unbelievable charge on her.
Unbearable, self-contained, the anger received from Bai Yuan embroidery and the smell of Xia Xiaochun's perfume prompted Zhao Xiangnong to do something at that moment.
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