The boy who is dressed in decent English and has the trend of gold-rimmed glasses is constantly flattering the wonderful woman in front of him.

Wonderful woman casually swiping the fashion courier on her phone.

As he spoke, a man dressed in a sweatshirt and sweatpants suddenly sat down next to his son. The other party looked at her with a confused and strange expression.

"Little brother, may I ask a question?"

Brother Gongzi sneered arrogantly, looked at her with disdain from the corner of his eye, and never forgot to slap his female companion. "Let's go, let's go, don't you see the lady on the other side, you ...... Today's girls are really, too proactively. As he spoke, he triumphantly went to carry the keys to a top-of-the-line sports car on the side of the table.

The person who came picked up a piece of fried food on the table and stuffed it into his mouth, looked at him while chewing and asked, "Don't be so repulsive to people thousands of miles away, I just want to ask, what color is the little brother's eyeshadow?" ”

“……”

"Che Songhe, why don't you go to work well and follow me all day long?" The wonderful lady on the other side was the first to get impatient.

"You didn't reimburse me for the medical bills, how can I go to work." She doesn't give up.

"Why should I reimburse you?" She said. "You take the case to the finance department."

Che Songhe looked at Brother Gongzi, and then at Zheng Zairan, smiling.

Zheng Zairan likes this style? It's kind of like a playboy in a western.

"Isn't the finance department all listened to by you, can she report to me if you don't speak?"

Zheng Jae-ran showed an expression that you only know.

"You go to the finance department, I'll be in the ward. You're not crazy to be poor, and this money is chasing me so much. ”

"I'm really poor, Minister Zheng." Che Songhe said. "My family's loan for painting white walls hasn't been repaid yet, when will you give me a salary increase?"

"Eh, eh," the boy next to her poked her arm with a finger. "We're eating......"

Che Songhe sighed, moved the poked hand out, and then stood up and patted the ashes. "Then I'll go first." She said. "But Minister Zheng, my head is not good yet, I'm afraid that there will be sequelae, and I have to take sick leave to rest for a few days."

"You!" Zheng Zairan pointed at her with his hand and said viciously, "You will work for me tomorrow, one day and one night, not a minute or a second, otherwise you won't do it!" ”

Che Songhe pursed his lips and walked out, muttering in his mouth, "All evil capitalists, all evil capitalists." ”

Zheng Jae-ran proudly smoothed his hair with his hand, expressing his satisfaction with the exchange that had the upper hand.

Che Songhe walked out of the Japanese restaurant and grinned after the conspiracy succeeded.

Zheng Zairan loves to be a queen, loves to look at people with an attitude of contempt for all beings, whether others like her or not, she doesn't care, she wants others to be afraid of her. Therefore, when those who have always been unconvinced of her are obedient to her, she will give a reward with the proper posture of a master. At the same time, she also longs for the affirmation and encouragement of the people she wants. For example, her uncle and mother.

She's not a bad-hearted girl.

This is not worth mentioning, for Che Songhe, it is to achieve the goal.

In order to be able to go back, what does it matter to let her sit firmly at one time, she just said that it doesn't matter.

Inside the Japanese restaurant.

"Who is this?" Brother Childe asked.

Zheng Zairan held his chin in his hand and began to lower his head and swipe his phone again.

Che Songhe stopped a taxi and went directly to the location of his grandmother's house. After accompanying my grandmother, I returned home, drove to a nearby store, and bought two large bags of instant food to fill the refrigerator. Then I went back to the studio on the first floor to clean up and down, and threw the portrait I drew when I first met Ms. Nan at school into the trash. By the time everything was done, it was already evening.

As she washed, she looked at herself in a mirror filled with mist.

The eyes are big but godless, the bridge of the nose is not particularly tall and straight, but small, although the mouth is small, the color of the lips is still as white as a base after removing the makeup.

She wasn't like that before.

No, she used to be like that.

The difference is during the relationship with him. At that time, he was radiant, his eyes were bright, and the corners of his lips were raised all day long.

Sure enough, she didn't deserve to be happy.

Isn't this being beaten back to its original form?

It's fate.

When I was painting, I rested late, and I was really not used to getting up early in the morning again.

The first and second floors of the antique city are rented out to the public, and the merchants open their stores one hour later than the staff of the antique city. The cleaners are sweeping the common area on both floors.

The third floor is mainly consignment. Negotiate with sellers who are interested in selling their items from all over the world, and hand over genuine products, imitations, photos and videos to the third layer for preservation. If the genuine product is not directly provided, the interested buyer will pay the deposit matching the consignment item to the antique city, and agree to complete the next step at the junction of the third floor of the antique city.

Obvious. Ding Yibiao, director of the internal operation department, is responsible for the operation of the first and second floors. Qiao Xinggen, head of the external operations department, is responsible for the three-tier operation.

Minister Ding is in charge of many stalls, but the price negotiation between the shop owner and the visitors, more and less talks, is not much related to the interests of the antique city, he only needs to expand the operation of the shop.

Minister Joe has few areas, but the price difference is large. The seller and the antique city privately negotiate a mutually satisfactory price, that is, the reserve price. When a buyer comes, the extra part belongs to the performance of the antique city, and the real power is on a par with the minister of Ding Yibiao.

Ding Yi is a powerful person, more domineering and powerful, loud in his voice and unscrupulous in his work, and loves to listen to flattery.

Joshingen is more sleek. From security guards or new interns to Jiang Suoya, he can talk a few words. There is no shelf, in fact, he knows the advantages and avoid the disadvantages, and the priorities.

This is a situation that Cha Song Ha has mastered before.

She rubbed her neck and hung her head into the elevator, thinking about how hard she would be treated by the management who didn't treat her very well in the future, and she was a little hairy thinking about it. But she didn't notice that a sharp gaze in the elevator was staring at her. If she had changed her gaze to a sharp arrow, and the anger in her eyes had been converted into the venom on the arrow, then she would definitely not have been able to gasp for breath in the elevator from the first floor to the fourth floor.

"The fourth floor has arrived, the fourth floor has arrived." The voice in the elevator is announcing the number of floors in both Chinese and English, and then the elevator doors slowly open. There was a person in the back who couldn't wait to jump forward and touched Che Songhe hard, causing her body to crooked.

bumped into someone, didn't apologize, didn't even look back, what quality!!

She muttered and cursed to herself, but after a closer look, she found that the back of the person who touched him was so familiar, isn't it, Han Chengyu!!

Bastard, deliberately touching her.

Yesterday, I praised him for being good, speaking reasonably, and helping myself, bah, bah, all the good words were taken back!

It's really bad to go out.

She drooped and went listlessly to the propaganda department.

As soon as Xuan'er of the Propaganda Department arrived at the office with his front feet, the stool was not yet hot, and his hind feet began to take a nap with his elbows supporting his head. I want to sleep but don't dare to sleep blatantly, my slender eyelashes flicker, I raise my eyes halfway for a while, and close them again for a while.

Shuyan wiped the table with a tissue, and while taking out milk cereal biscuits and waiting for breakfast from her large satchel, she asked, "Why did you go last night, didn't you sleep?" ”