"Pianpian Boy? Mo Xiao kind? Xia Shuang said.

"Shuangshuang, you have been poisoned by Mo Xiao, and you have been mentioning him."

"Isn't it the handsome boy you said, I think Mo Xiao and you look right," Xia Shuang's expression was a little more ambiguous.

"Stop, you can stop, not to mention that I don't have any feelings for him, besides, the handsome boy I want is not the kind of feeling that doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, I can't stand it, I still like the kind that can be handsome and funny, I was naïve with me when I was naïve, I was wronged, he took me into his arms without saying a word, and by the way, he abused the person who made me wronged into scum.

If Zhou Beimo was here at this time, he would definitely say excitedly: It's me, it's me, this is me!

"How do you know that Mo Xiao is not such a person, maybe his coldness is pretended," Xia Shuang made an assumption.

Not to mention anything else, Xia Shuang's sixth sense is really accurate.

"Shuangshuang, you write novels, of course you know that the plot of novels is rare in life, besides, if he is really such a person, then his identity is definitely not an ordinary person, can make him deign to be a model in this Hanfu shop, what is the picture, and even if this is the case, people must have already had a goal," she Wang Ying, she doesn't believe in these dramas, although she didn't live a rotten life before, she especially loved to play in nightclubs and bars, and her ex-boyfriends were countless.

Later, she put on this Hanfu, faded away from the life of a drunken gold fan, and buried her head in the pit of Hanfu every day, she learned the guzheng, learned to be gentle, learned to hold a fan to listen to opera, and learned to treat gently.

It's just that there has never been a person in her life who can make her moved, there used to be many boys around her, and her heart was empty, but now she is no longer surrounded by people, and she is much more enriched, but the empty place is still empty, like occasionally hearing echoes.

"Of course I know that the plots of those bloody giants are routines, but art comes from life, everything is possible, as long as you don't reject it."

Xia Shuang remembered the first time she saw Wang Ying, she was very clean, she didn't wear much makeup, but she danced like a fairy on the dance floor, which was very beautiful.

She drank very hard and looked good when she smiled, Xia Shuang didn't know what was going on, she thought this girl was really good, and later, they became friends and best friends.

She drank some wine that day, her head was a little dizzy, how the two became friends, Xia Shuang couldn't remember it clearly.

This Wang Ying has a bold personality and atmosphere, this is Xia Shuang's first impression of her, and later, she is timid and naïve, this is Xia Shuang's understanding of her.

"That's for sure.,Although I know that a novel is a novel after all.,But I still dream of a domineering president falling in love with me.,But I don't want that kind of male protagonist abusing me thousands of times.,I treat the male protagonist like my first love.,I don't know what those female protagonists think.,Is the man not handsome enough?,Is the second male not considerate enough?,Go to the male owner to find the abusive ...... with a dead face"

The voices of the two disappeared with the figure of the car.

Eternal, Inc.

"Secretary Zhang, this is the data of the company's deficit in the past few days, according to this trend, the company will soon be lost, should you raise the price of finished jewelry a little," the person from the finance department reported.

"No, just do your thing, the above has its own countermeasures, besides, those people have seen such a low price, if it is raised, maybe something will happen, they are all a group of old treachers," Zhang Cong sat in the secretary department, and the weirdest thing about this company is that she is the only secretary.

The boss has never seen it since the company opened, and all the big and small things are taken care of by this secretary Zhang, if it weren't for the boss's office being empty, she wondered if this secretary Zhang was the boss himself.

"If it's okay, you can go down first," Zhang Cong said.

"Yes," the finance guy said after putting the report on the table and going out.

When she returned to the finance department, her men rushed up.

"Hey, Sister Liu, what did Secretary Zhang say," a boy said.

"Secretary Zhang doesn't care about the company's loss, and just wants to hold those customers in his hands," Liu Yue leaned on the office chair, a little tired, they from the finance department, every day watching the company's money flow out of the company not come back, not to mention how uncomfortable it felt in her heart.

"Let me tell you, I've been inquiring privately during this time, and I've asked the whole company, including the aunt who sweeps the floor downstairs, not to mention that no one knows the big boss behind it, even this secretary Zhang is the kind of unknown origin," a group of people shortened the distance, afraid of being heard by others, and formed a small circle.

"And, do you remember when I asked you how you came to the company, and you received a text message, then the question is, when did we go for an interview, we haven't interviewed, we don't know who this company is, and the people who message us know our phone number, know that we don't have jobs, and find such a large number of people who don't have jobs and are just qualified for these positions, what is the probability of that."