Chapter 2 Life is like a play. It’s too tiring to play.
Out of the Shen Shi group Qi Cancan took out his bag and quickly pressed a series of numbers on his mobile phone.
Done
Her tone was flat without any emotion, and she cut off the words without waiting for the other person to come out.
Holding the contract in his hand, JiCancan couldn’t help but smile wryly.
Ten years ago, Qi Cancan’s orphan was adopted by the Tang family, a family friend. She is still a wealthy family with limited scenery, but in fact, she has done shady things behind her back. After graduating from college, Qi Cancan entered the Down’s consortium position, which is quite high. It is the marketing manager. The marketing department is commonly known as the public department. If the contract fails to be interviewed, it can be secretly digested by the whole department. Everyone knows the meaning of this position.
Qi Cancan is beautiful and proud, and her communication is even more exquisite. She can endure such rich experience today without the credit of Tang Jixiu.
Before she was ten years old, she was really naive and romantic, but on the first night of the bar mitzvah, Tang Jixiu stripped off her clothes, occupied her body, destroyed her dream and pushed her into her bed.
JiCancan originally it was just an accident, but Tang Jixiu dumped their nude photos in her face, and she also resented it, but as Tang Jixiu said.
You don’t lose money.
It’s true that every time she finishes her account, she will have a considerable amount of money, but she can’t think about it. She can’t have both money and people. If the Tang family turns against each other and refuses to adopt her, she will have to have some money with her, right?
Since then, Qi Cancan has become a secret lover of Tang Jixiu. They have almost no communication, and if there is one, it is also a bed.
This reminds Ji Cancan of a sentence: the crooked beam is simply that the ancients did not deceive me, and Tang Jingyun was exactly the same as him, and he was complacent about redemption, but the reality was so cruel that Tang Jia was not her umbrella.
My thoughts were interrupted by a disturbing bell
Tang Cancan looked at the number and couldn’t help frowning. When he picked up the words, he changed his charming smile.
Xie Zong
Manager Qi, we have an appointment tonight. You won’t have it again, will you?
Words that head to a wretched smile provoked JiCancan got goose bumps.
Where is manager Xie? I’m eagerly waiting for you, and I’m afraid you think I’m bored.
That’s good. Later, the prosperous old box.
Shengshi is the top club in Liancheng, which is not only an ordinary entertainment activity, but also a place where you can get drunk. It is up to you to decide how to play if you have money.
Hang up JiCancan stopped a taxi and unhurriedly sent a text message to his assistant Song Xu.
Bring me the dress that manager Xie gave me. My apartment is not in a hurry. Just deliver it before noon.
When I looked at it, I was still full. I was tossed around by Tang Jixiu for too long last night, which will make me sleepy and just go back to get some sleep.
JiCancan feel haven’t slept long before the door was knocked.
When she opened the door, she saw Song Xu with a serious face. He pointed to his watch and signaled that Jicancan was running out.
Song Xu, her personal assistant, has been with her for two years. She is an unsmiling and amorous man. Apart from these, he does things with great efficiency. He never shirks what he has given him, which makes Ji Cancan very satisfied.
You wait for me in the driving building first;
Chapter 3 Miss Tang Jia
JiCancan deliberately put on a heavy makeup, spread out a long curly hair, stepped on a pair of ten centimeters and hated the sky, grabbed a handbag and hurried downstairs.
Song Xu couldn’t help frowning when she was driving, but consciously left a gap in the window. This pungent perfume is a bit unbearable.
Song Xu glanced at JiCanCan expressionally said
Manager Qi is also Miss Tang’s need to do everything personally. The South Bay project has not yet been finalized. I think Xie always wants to take the opportunity to hijack it.
His tone is neither salty nor light, and he is more like a mechanical reporter than a heart.
JiCancan smell speech looked down at the bare chest Xie Zhenggang nearly half a century old taste is quite heavy to send her skirt barely wrapped hip collar, not to mention.
Oh, I know you don’t want to work overtime, and neither do I, but you are right about one thing.