Chapter 170 Master Lu
Chapter 170 Master Lu
Chapter 170 Master Lu
How could Huamo not be afraid?
Who is Young Master Jiang?One of the four young masters of the imperial capital, he has a wealth of wealth.
What's important is that even the president of Yanxi Company is courteous to this person.
Offended his sister, can my husband still survive?
Moreover, after listening to Ouyang's introduction, she completely wronged Wang Yi.
It was just a moment of jealousy that didn't go through the brain, and she didn't expect it to cause such a catastrophe. She was thinking frantically how to save it.
But Ke Yanxi was extraordinarily calm and calm, and led her out: "The matter is clear, we are going to get down to business."
"But, but..." She turned her head as she walked, looking at Ouyang and Wang Yi anxiously.
Ouyang wiped the sweat off his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.
Wang Yi, on the other hand, stared intently at the two of them leaving, tapped her toes rhythmically on the ground, thinking about an ulterior secret in her heart.
Yan Xi took Hua Mo out of the office, passed through the crowd listening on the wall outside the door, entered the empty elevator, and comforted: "Don't worry, she and Young Master Jiang are half-brothers, not as scary as you think .”
Her head shook, and she slowly raised her head to look at him suspiciously: "What? What half-brother?"
He briefly introduced Wang Yi's situation, and after listening to this, she let go of the tension on her shoulders.
"So, the boss behind your company is actually Young Master Jiang?" She asked half understanding.
There seems to be nothing wrong with saying this, Young Master Jiang is indeed one of the bosses behind it.
He nodded, and the two came to the warehouse, opened the door and saw that the large room of more than 40 square meters was very tidy, and it seemed that someone had cleaned it in advance.
No need to guess, it must have been arranged by Ouyang, a careful brother.
"Wow! It's so big? If it can be piled full, it will be sold for several months!" She was very satisfied, turned around and hugged Yanxi, and then said, "Honey, I'm sorry, I wronged you just now, and wait for the goods Send it here, take a box for me to Mr. Wang, and express my apology."
"Is one box enough? She is a rich second generation." He bent his finger and knocked on her forehead.
She rubbed her forehead and returned to anxiety: "Then what do you think I should do? Otherwise, give her two boxes?"
"Don't worry, I will give her a box of facial masks to settle this misunderstanding." He was full of confidence.
After careful observation, this Wang Yi was not the rich second generation as he usually imagined.
It is true that she drives a luxury car and wears famous brands, but she does not have the status that a rich lady should have.
At the negotiating table yesterday, a small profit could make her dizzy, and when she finally heard [-] million, she even lost her soul, as if she had never seen so much money.
Her biological father, biological mother, and stepfather are all wealthy, there is no doubt about it.
But her mother divorced her biological father because she was born, and it seemed that she was rejected in a patriarchal family.
Although it is said that poor sons are rich and daughters are raised, it cannot be fulfilled in a patriarchal family.
She belongs to the typical kind of child whose mother does not love and father does not love.
If her mother really loved her, why would she ask her brother to help her with her work problems?With so many family properties under my name, wouldn't it be several times bigger than Ouyang's company if I just picked one?
It is a bit too much to say that she is an outcast, but it should be more appropriate to say that she is a dispensable figure in the hearts of her parents.
Dress brightly and beautifully, that is, to preserve the face of the family in front of others, and that R8 may even belong to Young Master Jiang.
To put it bluntly, this Wang Yi, who is wearing a top-notch rich second-generation shell, may not be much different from an ordinary girl.
Unless one day a huge inheritance falls on her head, it will never be possible to rely on the family to turn over.
Hey, he is also a poor person.
Yanxi opened another door and said, "Good things come in pairs. These two warehouses are temporarily under our command. You don't have to pile up your house in a mess in the future."
She giggled silly.
Hua Mo waited downstairs, Yan Xi went up to return the key, and the two returned to the real company by car.
Along the way, she took a calculator and carefully typed various future employee and courier expenses, muttering to herself.
Yanxi didn't bother her, but just focused on driving.
When they arrived at the basement, it was close to the end of get off work, so she stayed in the car and waited, and urged him to deliver the sea cucumbers to the leader as soon as possible.
Fortunately, she didn't specify which leader to send.
Yanxi came directly to Mr. Yang's office with the gift, stuffed the box behind Mr. Yang's chair, and said some polite words.
Mr. Yang did not refuse, and accepted the gift with a smile.
"Mr. Yang, I have one more request." The gift is not for nothing, it is conditional.
"Oh?" Mr. Yang sat with his head propped on one hand.
"I'm in the Customer Operations Department now, but I don't have any cronies in my hands, and I still feel a little empty. As the saying goes, what works best, I'm afraid that I will be excluded by the old employees in the department, so..."
"Well, let's continue." Mr. Yang rubbed a little stubble on his chin and listened with interest.
Yanxi moved forward and said seriously: "I applied to transfer Hanhan here. She is a brother and sister of the same school as me. She has the same skills and school spirit inheritance, and she helps me lay the foundation for the masses. In the new office You don’t have to worry about not being able to sit still, don’t you think?”
Mr. Yang put down his hand rubbing his chin, and picked up the pen on the table again: "Han Han, a lesbian, is indeed clever and will come up with things. Even if you come to ask for someone in person, I have no reason to disagree. It's just that Just a word of reminder, the communication between colleagues must be well controlled, especially in a department, every day you look down and don't see you, don't make any low-level mistakes."
Cut, if you really want to be unable to hold back and make some low-level mistakes, how can you wait until today?A mere little girl's movie has already been done properly for her.
"Don't worry, Mr. Yang, what you worry about will never happen with me."
"That's the best, okay, it's easy to adjust the positions of ordinary employees. I will arrange it when I go to work tomorrow." Mr. Yang agreed to his request.
That's great, Hanhan's requirements today are all satisfied.
He accepted it as soon as he saw it, and quickly went downstairs and fled back to the car: "Go home?"
Hua Mo stretched out a finger and waved it around: "No, I still want to take you to another place."
Mysterious, what good place can she take with her?
She pointed to the direction, and the magic car went around and came to a shop called Man Coffee in Peony Garden. It looked a bit deserted, probably because drinking coffee at this time would affect sleep.
Yanxi followed Huamo into the store and walked up the stairs to the second floor.
The overall decoration of the second floor is black, with black walls, black tables, and black lampshades. The dark environment makes her arrangement even more mysterious.
The two walked to a square table, she patted on the table, and suddenly a person sat up, which made Yanxi shiver.
This person was wearing a black sweater with a hat covering his head. He was lying on the table just now, so he blended into the dark environment and couldn't notice it.
Hua Mo took Yanxi to sit down, and introduced: "This is a little celebrity in the photography circle. His online name is Louis, and his nickname is Dimei. This is my husband Yanxi, who told you."
"Emperor Sister?" Yanxi didn't quite understand the nickname. The person in front of him looked like a boy, so how could he be a girl?
"Cough, cough." Louis took off his hoodie hat, a 23-year-old childish face appeared in the light, with black and thick hair, slightly curly bangs covering his eyebrows, and narrow eyes revealing arrogance with indifference.
He turned his neck, rubbed his eyes, and replied without emotion: "Because there are too many girls looking for me to take pictures, I can't take pictures alone, so I will share points with my friends, so everyone wants to take pictures every time." , just asked me for a girl, and over time, my nickname became Emperor Sister."
Hey, this is not the emperor sister, it is clearly the younger sister emperor!The emperor with a beautiful girl around his knees!
"See? Do you want to learn?" Hua Mo raised his eyebrows.
How could you not want to learn such a magical skill to seduce girls? There are too many skills to overwhelm you!
It's just that I am old, can I still learn it?
Last time, the third brother-in-law gave a lecture in person, and after talking for a long time, he figured out what the automatic gear looks like.
Photography is such a complicated thing.
But who made it possible to respond to every request today?Hua Mo wants him to learn, so let's learn, I guess I will have to rely on myself to have sex again during the weekend trip to HK.
"Yes, of course! Master Lu, is there any quick way?" He asked expectantly.
"Call me Louis, Goddess, please help me order a big snow mountain." This person is still expressionless, can't he be facial paralyzed?
Hua Mo got up and patted Yanxi's head: "Hey, listen to the class carefully."
Louis took out a camera from a schoolbag on the stool, placed it in the middle of the square table, then returned his hand to the table, and just stared at the camera quietly.
Yanxi didn't dare to interrupt, so he just stared at the camera as bored as he did, so bored that he wanted to yawn.
"Want to hear a little story?" Louis asked.
oh?Is it a story about a private house?Please pour it into my ears endlessly, pour it hard, you're welcome!
(End of this chapter)
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