The manager had already completely fallen when he saw Xu Sangtian for the first time, and he didn't even have a problem and asked her to come to work the next day.

Xu Sangtian nodded in response. Sure enough, as long as people are good-looking, they will be much more efficient. Although this part-time job is only about a week, the salary is good.

In the morning, the anger at Xie Jinsong's place was soothed by Bai Huahua's silver ticket. All the way home, humming a song in a good mood. The world is not only full of malice. When you can't hold on, hold on a little longer, be stubborn, and good luck may come.

The sun had set, leaving only fiery red clouds floating in the air. The hot summer air is diffuse, and the streets are full of people. There was a crowd gathering under the overpass, and Xu Sangtian moved in the direction of the crowd. As I got closer, I heard Qingyue's singing in my ears.

It turned out that there was a wandering singer singing, and it was the kind of music that was soft and a little wild. Xu Sangtian followed the beat, his footsteps moved gently, and the dancing factor in his body began to beat restlessly.

She made her way into the crowd and walked over to the singing teenager. The young man's eyebrows are delicate, and his voice is cheerful and refreshing. Xu Sangtian smiled and nodded to him, which was regarded as a greeting. Then he danced to the rhythmic and clear singing of the teenager.

She was slender and slender, with large supple wavy hair hanging down to her waist, and was dressed in a pale pink floral dress. The figures swayed, and the clothes and belts flew. A beautiful face with a bright smile. In this way, she celebrated her little joy in her own way with a group of people who had never known her.

The boy was amazed when he saw someone dancing. But it also made him feel good and sang harder. Pedestrians on the road stopped in twos and threes, enjoying this amazing scene. Many people took out their mobile phones to shoot videos and post on Weibo. Everyone was shocked by Xu Sangtian's beauty.

After the dance, Xu Sananti had already sweated thinly. The onlookers burst into warm applause, Xu Sangtian smiled and bowed to everyone, her smile was happy and sincere, with summer enthusiasm, into the heart. She thanked the boy and walked briskly through the crowd to the way home.

On the side of the road not far from Xu Sangtian, a pure black Maserati was parked. Xie Jinsong, who was sitting in the back seat, watched this performance with great concentration. He was still expressionless, but Luo Ming clearly felt that the gloomy atmosphere in the car had become relaxed. He also breathed a sigh of relief.

The president is always polite in front of people, but only he knows how much hardship and pressure there is behind this politeness. Therefore, when he is alone, the cold and hard emotions on Xie Jinsong's body will leak out without reservation.

Xie Jinsong spent a day formulating a plan to completely bring down the Han clan. As Xie Jinxiao said, the Han family is an enterprise that has existed in the imperial capital for several generations, and it is by no means an overnight thing to bring it down. As soon as he finished talking to Luo Ming about the next work plan, he received a call from Han Zhicheng.

He sneered, and the violent factor in his heart began to flourish. I didn't expect to come to the door first. Ignoring Xie Jinxiao's dissuasion, he asked Luo Ming to drive to see Han Zhicheng. He has seen a lot of scenes at the dinner table with a false snake, and Han Zhicheng's treacherous face looks like a disgusting cockroach in his eyes.

He watched Han Zhicheng's performance coldly, and his anger was even stronger in his heart. But he still looks polite and patient. At the end of the fishing dinner, his face was like heavy iron, and he sat in the car with suppressed anger, but he turned his head to see the slender and charming figure. The ghost sent him to ask Luo Ming not to drive first.