Didi –

The people around him were whispering, only Ling Yao stepped back vigorously without raising his head.

"Miss Ling, please get in the car."

Ling Yao raised her head, she had no impression of the person in front of her, maybe she was calling someone else.

"Miss Ling, please get in the car." The other party repeated again, Ling Yao was wearing a high-necked shirt today, and directly covered her mouth and nose with her clothes to prevent the entry of cold air.

She grabbed her collar with one hand and wrapped it in her sleeve with the other, and pointed her little fist at herself, "Are you talking to me?" ”

"Yes, Miss Ling, parking is not allowed here, please move and get in the car first."

"With such good conditions and still squeezing the bus, the world of rich people is really mysterious."

Waiting for the bus at the same bus booth, there were already many people echoing the road, and many people were watching, Rao is cheeky and embarrassed.

"The bus has a minute to go."

Ling Yao's heart is horizontal, and he will go up, the weather is so cold, and the person who doesn't get on the car is a fool.

As soon as she got into the car, a warm breath wrapped her whole person, "Thank you, Mr. Ning, just stop at the first intersection after turning right in front." ”

She didn't want to be seen by her colleagues in the studio.

"Your salary is paid every two weeks, and your account will be sent over next time."

A brown envelope was placed on her lap by him, Ling Yao's eyes lit up, and the light shone brightly, Ning Zhichen was a little obsessed when he saw it.

It was this look that he had been thinking about for years.

Ling Yao did not shy away from opening the envelope in front of him and began to count them one by one.

Before she could finish counting, she was already near her studio.

"Wait a minute, let me count the money first."

The driver looked at Ning Zhichen from the reflector, and his eyes transmitted a message, "The regular meeting of the board of directors, president, it's too late." ’

President Ningda, who was partial to him, still looked indifferent.

"Twenty-three thousand five."

So much, she's going to get rich, hahaha.

She didn't have a five-figure salary in the studio a month, and she worked as a chef and gangster here in Ning Zhichen, and easily earned more than 10,000 yuan a month.

This kind of feeling, thief cool.

"Then thank you, Mr. Ning, I'll send you the account when I get back."

Ning Zhichen didn't raise his head, and looked at the document in his hand intently, "188****6666." ”

I'll go, so 6 mobile phone numbers.

Like his people, don't want the ox.

Ling Yao quickly wrote down his mobile phone number, turned around and sent his bank account over.

As soon as the car started, Ning Zhichen's personal mobile phone received a text message reminder.

At first glance, there is only a string of simple numbers.

All morning, Ling Yao spent the morning busy, just because the director gave her two big orders.

The alarm clock rang before she got up and moved her neck, which had already stiffened.

"Just eat, why do you want me to send him to the company, how long will it take to waste back and forth."

Ling Yao left the studio with a muttering to herself, swept a bicycle on the side of the road, kicked her legs, and the bicycle twisted forward.

When I returned home, I simply made a few dishes, put them in the lunch box and put them away, only to realize that I was completely unfamiliar with the coordinates of the Bady Building.

She didn't know if it was going east or west.

At this moment, she is very grateful to the scientific and technological researchers, without them, a road idiot like her would not have fallen into the pit.

Open the navigation and follow the directions all the way to the downstairs of the Berdyt Building.

Looking at the towering building that towered into the clouds, Ling Yao suddenly felt as small as an ant.

The whole building is Berdy's, and he is the leader of the building.

Thinking that she would cook for such a big person, the little pride in her heart rose.

Ling Yao strode into the building, handed the lunch box to the front desk, and turned to leave.

She hadn't forgotten that she had something big to do today.

In the bustling commercial street, in a small shop on a certain street, a graceful woman walked in with a mask, and her slender fingers shook the express delivery slip......