Is pie really falling from the sky? The answer is yes. It's just that this pie will only fall to those who inadvertently seize the opportunity. Xu Yuanyuan is this lucky person.

She works in a courier company as an account manager, in fact, to put it bluntly, her profession is similar to those couriers, she has to run around outside every day to pull performance, except that the salary is higher than that of couriers, there is not much difference - oh, sometimes a courier who works hard for a month, that salary is higher than her.

What are people pursuing nowadays? One word, money!

So isn't it all about working hard to get a few more paper tickets every month?

Even if no one told her, Xu Yuanyuan knew what it meant to be the general manager of the prince's mansion. Although they are both managers, the difference between the former and the latter is one underground and one in the sky.

Envy, all kinds of envy.

They envied Yan Murong for giving away such a valuable thing in a word, and even more envied Xu Yuanyuan's luck for being so good.

What does it mean to be in the Prince's Mansion? It means that from today onwards, Xu Yuanyuan, a little sparrow, will become a phoenix.

You see, people are like this, when the opportunity is placed in front of them, they go around the road and continue to go on their own, and when others seize the opportunity, they are unbalanced in their hearts.

Except for Yan Murong, Hua Cuo and Xue Wen, everyone else is estimated to be tasteless, and the atmosphere has become a little weird. Jiang Shan didn't dare to say a word, he just lowered his head to eat--can't be provoked, can't I still afford to eat? Today, I'm treating myself to a treat, and I don't eat for nothing.

In this way, the meal ended in a strange atmosphere, but in the end, everyone left their contact information, especially Yan Murong, almost everyone surrounded him to ask for contact information, even Wang Xin was no exception, leaving the country aside, almost the whole person was about to hang on Yan Murong, the smell of pirated brand perfume wafting out from her body from time to time, the prickly Yan Murong's nose was itchy, and she felt like vomiting.

Even though Yan Murong is now the boss of the prince's mansion, this meal is still paid for by Jiangshan, and after the end of the meal, they left their contact information, and everyone went back to their respective homes.

Yan Murong and the others did not leave, but under the leadership of the waiter, they came to a small building in the back garden of the prince's mansion, where Ning Kun was already waiting.

"Brother Yan, look at it, this is a transfer contract." Ning Kun handed a stack of documents to Yan Murong and said with a smile. "If there is no objection, you sign, this is yours."

Yan Murong directly signed his name without looking at it, he knew that Ning Kun would not be cautious in this kind of thing, and he also said that this was a gift from him to make amends for his crimes, and there was no such thing as short-handedness, let alone any favors owed to him.

"Oh, yes." After signing, Yan Murong said suddenly. "Your manager here, you can take it with you."

"Okay." Ning Kun nodded happily. The person who can be the manager of the prince's mansion is obviously also his confidant, no matter what Yan Murong's reason is, even if he doesn't say it, he will take people away.

Yan Murong didn't want to talk to him more, and Ning Kun wouldn't be bored, and after saying a few more words, he turned around and left directly-

Rockeries, pavilions, pavilions, water pavilions - looking at everything in this back garden, Yan Murong sighed in his heart that the owner of this mansion in the past was really good at enjoying it. Living here every day to enjoy the flowers, walk the birds, fish, fish, tease and tease the beauties, the beautiful scenery, the company of beautiful women, who still has the heart to care about such a small matter as national affairs?

There is a small two-storey building in the back garden, the first floor is completely renovated according to the appearance of an office, and the second floor is a place to rest. Yan Murong didn't know who lived here before, but now, this place belongs to him.

"How? You alright? Yan Murong looked at Xu Yuanyuan and said with a smile. This is your office from now on, see if there is anything you are not satisfied with, throw what should be thrown, smash what should be smashed, and change everything that should be replaced. ”

"I-" Xu Yuanyuan opened her mouth, not knowing how to express her mood at this time.

It all came so suddenly, she didn't even have time to prepare. Whether it's surprise or joy, she feels like she's in a dream right now.

"What are you doing?" Yan Murong knew that Xu Yuanyuan was a little relieved for a while, patted her on the shoulder, and said. "How? Still satisfied, right? ”

"Satisfied, satisfied, there is no way to be satisfied." Xu Yuanyuan nodded again and again, and a cute and pretty baby face was also flushed with excitement.

"Just be satisfied." Yan Murong said. "You don't need to change the others, all the things in the lounge above have been replaced, after all, they are all things that have been used by others, who knows if they will be clean."

"Okay."

"Well, there's no computer here, let's get another one."

"Okay."

"Do you have a car? No? Then buy another trolley, and the cost will be deducted from the book. ”

"Okay."

"I said chubby, would you say anything else?" Yan Murong couldn't laugh or cry a little, in the past half a day, no matter what he said, Xu Yuanyuan was a good word to answer him, so that he didn't know how to continue.

"I-I don't know what to say." Xu Yuanyuan said with a red face. "I'm just a little bit -- I can't believe it, I'm afraid I'll have nothing when I get asleep."

Hearing Xu Yuanyuan's words, Hua Cuo and Xue Wen also laughed.

At the beginning, they were like this, but Yan Murong was a person who was good at creating miracles and always surprised others.

What's that saying? If you're shocked, you'll get used to it.

Hua Cuo felt that after being with Yan Murong for a long time, he would not be surprised by any big scene, and from a psychological point of view, this is called subconscious adaptation.

"That—Yan Murong." Xu Yuanyuan looked at Yan Murong and said with some hesitation. "Can I ask you something?"

"Do you still use the word begging with me?" Yan Murong smiled and said. "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"That's—that's right, can I live here all the time?" Xu Yuanyuan asked in a low voice, and glanced at Yan Murong from time to time, her face was nervous, as if she was afraid that Yan Murong would not agree.

"Absolutely." Yan Murong said. "This is your office, you can live if you want."

"No, no, I mean, can I let my family live here?" Xu Yuanyuan's voice became even quieter. "My family is a little small, and my parents, younger brother and I live together a little cramped."

"Absolutely." Yan Murong nodded in agreement and said. "I won't come here often in the future, I'll leave it to you to manage, how to toss it up to you, just don't break the property. If there is anything that can't be handled, you can go to Minghua Group to find their chairman and say I want you to go. ”

"Don't worry." Xu Yuanyuan said solemnly. "Even if you sell me, I won't let this place go bankrupt."