Qiu Ya scolded angrily, "I asked you to show me that she was resting in the hospital, but you didn't do it, and now you dare to mention your bonus to me!" ”

"I really don't blame me, it's her who wants to make money, and I can't stop it. Or if you ask her, she'll be right next to me. Wen Simiao's tone seemed to be more wronged than Dou E, he was on the left side of Shi Ran, and he took two steps to put the phone directly in the other party's right hand.

Shi Ran held the phone stupidly, glanced at Wen Simiao gratefully, and put the phone on his right ear, "Sister Yaya, don't blame Dr. Wen, I want to come back by myself, please see if there is any temporary work that can be arranged for me, I can do whatever I want to do if I have money." ”

After a while, there was no sound on the other end of the phone, Shi Ran raised his head again and looked at the tenth floor, there was no shadow of Qiu Ya outside the window, and an inexplicable bad premonition swept over his heart. Then there was a very low but extremely mocking sneer on the other end of the phone, and Shi Ran suddenly felt as if her neck was stuck, and all the pores in her body stood up.

"Come to the tenth floor."

Bo Qingchen's voice.

Shi Ran lowered her eyes in resignation, the tooth marks on her shoulders instantly began to ache faintly, she handed over her mobile phone and returned it to Wen Simiao, thanked her softly, stiffened her body and walked straight towards the elevator.

The numbers on the LCD screen in the elevator were beating, Shi Ran's heart was in her throat, she exhaled deeply, pressed her fingertips deep into her palms, and comforted herself over and over again, what could happen, it was just a big deal to be humiliated.

The elevator door opened, and the star-studded and noble Bo Qingchen suddenly broke into her uneasy sight.

The man was dressed in a white handmade haute couture shirt, with gold embroidery thread "Bqc" sewn on the cuffs, two straight legs under the neat suit pants, stepping on a pair of Louis Vuitton, an unruly face glowing with cold coldness, and the eyes as black as a stone also fell on Shi Ran's body.

For some reason, Shi Ran felt that all the anxiety and trepidation he had just had dissipated at this moment. She looked back at the man fearlessly and fearlessly, and there was no light in her unwavering eyes.

Shi Ran stood in front of the man, wearing outdated and ill-fitting old clothes, looking humble and insignificant, but his voice was firm and clear, "Mr. Bo, do you have any instructions for calling me?" ”

Qiu Ya was drumming in her heart, and the cold sweat that had been scared out of her back was still dripping. She grabbed her phone and stood beside the man with her head down, glanced at the approaching Shi Ran, and sighed silently.

"It's uncomfortable to lie in the hospital, and you want to work part-time, right?" Bo Qingchen's voice was cold and piercing, and he raised his tone and asked a mocking rhetorical question, as if he glanced at Shi Ran funny.

"Yes." Shi Ran responded with neither humility nor arrogance, and the back of his neck was swishing and cold

"According to the highest standards of Twilight City, the salary of a part-time job is 50 an hour, and the time is dyed, what do you think can be used with this little money that is stuffed between your teeth?" The man was completely going to deliberately humiliate Shi Dye, and he said a sentence without saltiness, and finally laughed coldly.

Shi Ran also knew very well in her heart that although she was still less than four million, 50 an hour was a drop in the bucket.

But so what?

Fly legs are also meat, 10 million is less than 50 Bo Qingchen, will he be merciful and let her go?! She didn't want to dream yet.

"This is my business, don't worry about it, Mr. Bo." Xu made six million at once yesterday, and Shi Ran had more confidence when he spoke.