"What is a manager, I'll make you a director."

Hearing this, Zhuang Manyu had no waves in her heart.

It's just that Ma Yiteng, the owner who said this, has never faced her Zhuang Manyu since he was a student.

Here, go back to ten minutes ago.

Maggie Zhuang, as usual, was walking on her way home from work, when suddenly a car appeared in her sight, and Maggie Zhuang decisively refused, "Thank you, I didn't call an online car-hailing service." ”

Secretary Zheng Hao got out of the car to greet him, but he still looked angry, "Manager Zhuang, have you ever seen a limited-edition luxury car out of the taxi business?" ”

Zhuang Manyu recognized the other party, so her attitude was more arrogant than his, "Secretary Zheng, please call me Manager Zhuang." ”

"Okay, little Manyu, senior brother's car, what else are you embarrassed to sit in." The owner of the car spoke.

Always with a lofty posture, talking to you is like a grace, Ma Yiteng has always been so confident.

Compared with his soft hair, his self-confidence comes from the identity of the eldest son of the family full of financial resources and the chief heir.

Looking back, there were at least twenty minutes, and Maggie Zhuang asked for dinner.

Zheng Hao choked up, "Are you sure you want to stand in line?" What a face-to-face request! ”

Zhuang Manyu said casually: "Since it is to recruit talents, shouldn't it be appropriate to offer generous conditions?" ”

Ma Yiteng glared at Zheng Hao as if he was inadvertent, Zheng Hao was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak again, and the next scene was a high-end hotel.

Zhuang Manyu looked at the small bridge and flowing water, and the environment of the bamboo forest and the breeze, although it was fake, it was fake.

Ma Yiteng saw her satisfaction, and asked proudly, "How is it?" Not bad, isn't it? ”

Zhuang Manyu nodded, "It's good, and it's secret enough, Senior Brother is thoughtful enough." ”

Ma Yiteng poured wine for her, "One, to celebrate the reunion." Second, for the happy cooperation. ”

Zhuang Maggie took the wine, "Thank you." ”

Ma Yiteng said curiously: "You don't have anything to say?" ”

"I'm hungry, and I don't have the strength to say it until I'm full." Zhuang Manyu planned to pack tomorrow's meal home.

Ma Yiteng looked at Zhuang Manyu's eating appearance, and couldn't help but flash in his mind the pet pig Xiaoyu he raised in his childhood.

When she eats with relish, she will have dimples, just like the red face of a pet pig.

"Xiaoyu, eat slowly, don't worry, the dishes on this table are all yours." Ma Yiteng even patted Zhuang Manyu's head.

Zhuang Manyu was stunned for a moment, and then continued to eat.

Ma Yiteng then ordered a lot of dishes, Zhuang Manyu saw that he was so generous, and he was really embarrassed, so he only packed three days' worth of meals.

It was originally planned for a week.

But why does Ma Yiteng's face look more and more festive?

Ma Yiteng picked up a basin of ice cream and happily wanted to feed Zhuang Manyu in person, "Come, Xiaoyu, this is your favorite food." ”

Zhuang Manyu really wanted to kick the ice cream to him, but patience is the quality of a high-quality social animal, and she accepted it with a smile, "It's too much, I can take it home and put it in the refrigerator for a week, so pack it." ”

"Xiaoyu, when did you become so unconfident, you are the smartest pig I have ever seen." Ma Yiteng is very persistent in feeding the pigs.

Zhuang Manyu finally understood, daring to love her as a pig.

The pet pig named Xiaoyu is also in Zhuang Manyu's memory.

It's just that he looks so similar to the little jade pig!

Scumbag Ma Yiteng, you are really hopeless.