As investors, they don’t care what kind of people they bring. Yao Mei thought to herself, as long as the position is saved, what does the rest have to do with her?

Without getting the chance, Liu Zhiyu returned to the cramped lounge with a slack mind. Today, he was in the mood to wait for his life, so he went to the closet to get his bag and clothes.

"Liu Zhiyu, there will be training tomorrow morning, don't forget." A girl reminded.

"Well, I know." Liu Zhiyu was born well, with a little heroic spirit in her softness. She put on some makeup, which was very feminine. Unfortunately, the makeup was poor, not only did it not look heroic, but it seemed to be petty.

As a girl who was fighting for her, no one reminded her that there was something wrong with her makeup, but she posted it on her gossip and asked in a low voice, "What's the name of the cold white skin that was picked up?"

"Ah..." Liu Zhiyu obviously didn't know.

A girl next to me replied, "I seemed to hear the name Mo during the training report this morning..."

"Mo Xiaoyan?" Liu Zhiyu answered.

"Yes, that's the name." The girl nodded repeatedly.

"She..." Liu Zhiyu remembered that more than ten days ago, when she came to Huangcheng for an interview and earned a job, there was a man named Mo Xiaoyan, but it seemed that she didn't look like this. Thinking about it, she shook her head again.

"What's wrong?" someone asked.

Liu Zhiyu came back to his senses, "It's nothing!" Today, there are many faces waiting for the job to be earned. As for the job, they are introduced by people. In order to prevent relatives and acquaintances from knowing that they come to work in such a place, they will deliberately not contact more people. If you have a job, just do it.

Several girls left Huangcheng Club together.

It was late at night, and a group of five people arrived at the underground garage. Five luxury cars were placed in a row and parked in the best position. Under the light, they were as flamboyant and wanton as the owner.

How many people looked at each other, "How many cars did you drive?"

Shang Yunxuan was a man with a scattered smile, "Second brother, are you taking my car?" As he said, he glanced at the cold white-skinned woman.

The nose wings moved slightly, and behind the narrow-edged golden silk mirror frame, a pair of bottomless eyes glanced over, "You can do whatever you want." Mingming replied indifferently, and the air around him seemed to have been squeezed, making people nervous and straightforward.

After understanding, Shang Yunxuan turned around, stretched out his long arm, and waved: "See you in TEDA Hotel!"

Fang Qinghua and others also pulled their car doors and got in the car with a smile. The female companion beside her stood there and didn't dare to move. When she heard the luxury car started, she hurriedly walked around to the co-pilot and opened the car door and entered. She was so happy and excited. Bentley, Porsche... It was the first time I took a ride in this life!

Mo Xiaoyan, who is suspected, is indeed not Mo Xiaoyan. After spending thousands of yuan to buy this opportunity, Jin Aini will not give up. However, standing next to the luxury car, all development is not only expected, but even the appearance and identity of a man are so expensive that she is discouraged. She is as heavy as a feed of lead.

She understood that as long as she got into this car, she would not be far from her purpose.

The car had already started, and the other four were walking or leaving the lane, but Yu Shangyunqian's car did not move. His slender fingers held the steering wheel, which made people feel as if they were ascetic, which made people unconsciously addicted.

How was Mo Xiaoyan? Jin Aini didn't know. After the performance of Xiao Baihua, Xiao Daigua was then. Although she was very thoughtful, she still saw the hands with clear joints. For some reason, her face became hot and she didn't raise her feet.

The man's eyes slanted slightly and looked out the car window.

He looks very elegant, wearing glasses, gentlemanly and gentle, exudes a noble spirit from the inside out, but is extremely oppressive. Sitting in the cab, he is three points sharp and cold, seven points alienated and indifferent, as if he is not waiting for someone, but thinking about something.

Jin Aini was not really stupid, nor was she stupid. On the contrary, she was extremely sensitive. She vaguely felt that the man's patience had been used up, so she turned around and opened the rear door, but she opened it clumsyly for several times without opening it.

These luxurious and luxurious things have never had the chance to come into contact with them in her short life, and she doesn't know how to do so, which is normal.

He leaned his hands on the car door and turned to look at the cab, "I...I...can't open..." The voice was soft and soft, and fine beads of sweat oozing out from his forehead and sticking to his forehead. His little face looked pure and white, looking charming.

The man looked at her in the rearview mirror, and the gold wire glasses frame fell half an inch of shadow on both sides of the bridge of his nose. His expression was gentle and indifferent. From a distance, he looked young and noble, as if he was sitting in the clouds.

With his head down, Jin Aini looked at her cheap dress, and her ordinary small sandals stepped on the rough asphalt road, faintly crossing her feet, and slowly loosened the closed car door with her hands.

He - it seemed like he was a ridiculous person. She wanted to give up this opportunity and quietly retreated, ready to run away at any time.

The man's eyes suddenly moved.

The person who bowed his head did not see it, dragging his toes on the ground, ready to turn around and run at any time.

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Four luxury cars have already driven out of the second floor of the underground and are driving on the brightly lit asphalt road.

"I'm sorry, Master Wu, I didn't do it." The young and beautiful girl sat in the passenger cab, leaning sideways, looking nervous, and venting anxiety to the driver who was driving.

The summer night is hot, and the sports car has already opened the roof. The people in the car are running forward in the summer night wind.

Shang Yunxuan drove with one hand and played with the lighter with the other, as if he didn't hear any sound.

"five……"

"Shut up."

The girl turned around in fear and blew in a hurry in the wind. The hot wind made her feel like she was roasting in the fire.

Hum... A slight hum, with the sound of the lighter's fire, "It's not worthless."

"..." The girl turned her head, "Fifth Master..."

"The second child looked at the cold white skin three-eyed tonight."

"But..." the girl answered carefully, "Isn't it normal for a man to look at a woman?"

Shang Yunxuan turned his head and mocked the corners of his mouth.

The girl was so ridiculed by him that she turned around and didn't dare to answer the conversation.

Shang Yunxuan curled his mouth again and looked behind him. On the brightly lit road, there seemed to be no shadow of his good cousin, and he looked into the distance with pride.

Self-discipline...the rules...the future head of the Shang family...I don't believe that you will never touch a woman in your life? Regardless of whether she was found by me, as long as you move, I will have a way to make you fall from the altar.

He looked at the phone that was thrown in the center console, smiled, threw away the lighter in his hand, picked up the phone, and quickly sent a text message with one hand. After sending it, he threw the phone into the center console.

I glanced at it and smiled again, so that the excitement would be more intense!

——

Before Jin Aini could escape, the man came out of the cab, with long legs and walked up to her in just two steps, lowered his head slightly, looked at her, his voice clear and low, "Is it too late to escape now, huh?" He held the tone and raised his tone slightly.

Even though she was so gentle, Jin Aini still heard something different. Whether it was teasing or frivolous, her face instantly splashed with blood, "I...I didn't want to escape."

The man raised his eyebrows, "Is that right?"

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Shang Er: If you want to escape, it depends on your mood!

Melon-eating crowd: Then Second Master, what are you feeling!

Shang Er:…(Quality!)

My mother: Shang Er’s Shang is the monk’s Shang!
Chapter completed!