ace female assistant

Chapter 8: Toasting, not eating, drinking and punishing

The kraft paper bag slid in front of Cen Qinghe, and the new and sharp corners of the bag happened to slip across the back of Cen Qinghe's hand.She only felt a tingling pain in her hand, and when she looked down, a red mark appeared, and in just a few seconds, the edge was swollen.

Frowning subconsciously, it hurts already, Cen Qinghe looked up again, the woman on the sofa opposite was still holding her arms, with a face like someone owed her.

Cen Qinghe was furious immediately, glanced at her, and was about to walk towards the door.

Seeing this, the woman immediately stood up, blocked Cen Qinghe's way, looked at her with raised eyebrows and said, "I told you to take the things away, can't you hear me?"

Since childhood, Cen Qinghe was most annoyed by others yelling in front of her, with a look of disgust in her eyes, she replied aloud: "You can't hear me? I'm only responsible for delivering things. If you don't want it, return it to him yourself. "

With that said, Cen Qinghe wanted to bypass the person in front of him.But the woman grabbed her arm, raised her chin and said, "Who are you from Shangshaocheng? When did you two hook up?"

"Is there something wrong with you? Be careful what you say!" Cen Qinghe frowned.

The woman sneered, and continued: "Why? When a third party meddles in other people's feelings and exposes you, you still become angry? I'm afraid people will tell you not to do it, and you want to set up an archway when you are a framer?!"

Her words have already touched Cen Qinghe's bad head, Cen Qinghe immediately flicked his arm, and the woman staggered back two steps to the side in a daze.She reached out to support the table, glared at Cen Qinghe, and caught a glimpse of the drink on the table from the corner of her eye, so she grabbed the cup and raised her hand towards Cen Qinghe.

Cen Qinghe didn't expect her to make this move. Although she hid, two-thirds of the whole glass of drink was spilled on her face and body.At this moment, all patience and self-cultivation were wiped out, a fire rushed to the top of her head, she lost all reason, and stared at the woman opposite.

The woman was taken aback by Cen Qinghe's aura, but she couldn't stand still and wait for the beating, so she had to wave her bag in an attempt to strike first.

It's not that Cen Qinghe looks down on her, how can anyone win a fight wearing ten centimeter high heels?Annoyance and disdain appeared in her eyes, she looked at the neutral position, raised her foot, and kicked directly on the woman's stomach.

She was wearing flat shoes, and this kick was so hard that it knocked the woman to the ground.

The woman yelled 'Yeah', maybe her high heels sprained her feet, so she didn't stand up immediately, she covered her stomach, and after a while, she raised her head angrily and stared at Cen Qinghe, pointing at her and crying: "You are dead, Do you dare to hit me?"

Cen Qinghe stepped towards her side, the woman's expression changed immediately, and her shoulders shrank back in fright.

Picking up another glass of drink from the table, Cen Qinghe stood in front of her, looking down at her condescendingly, without saying a word, just turned his wrist, and poured down a whole cup of iced coffee.

"Ah..." The woman's screams filled the room.

But Cen Qinghe just said in a cold tone: "Giving you money is to think highly of you. If you dare to do it again, it will be a toast and you will not be fined. Don't say I didn't warn you. Don't wait until you are empty. If you don’t do it, you won’t die!”

After all, she purposely smashed the cup against the woman.The shattered glass was scattered everywhere, and the woman who was sitting paralyzed on the ground screamed again and again in fright.

With orange juice all over her head and face, Cen Qinghe could see large stains on the white T-shirt as soon as she lowered her head, and her mood suddenly became extremely bad. Before she left the clubhouse, she often received sideways and supercilious glances from the people around her.

After leaving the gate of the clubhouse, he walked towards the street with a dark face. On the way, his mobile phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number.

Cen Qinghe connected, and a familiar male voice came from inside: "I'm diagonally opposite you."

It was Shang Shaocheng's voice, and Cen Qinghe instinctively raised his eyes to look across, and the silver McLaren sports car was parked on the opposite street.

She didn't say anything, pressed the hang up button, and walked towards the opposite side with a burst of anger.

With windy footsteps, when Cen Qinghe came to the opposite car, he didn't get in the car, but stood by the driver's door and knocked on the window a few times.

The car window was lowered, revealing Shang Shaocheng's handsome face that made her extremely angry.She immediately stared and said: "Director Shang, I came to Shengtian to apply for a real estate sales job, not a mistress! If you..."

"This is also part of your future work."

Before Cen Qinghe finished speaking, Shang Shaocheng suddenly handed out an A4 paper with a bank card from the car window.

Cen Qinghe was also curious, so he temporarily swallowed what he hadn't finished speaking.

She took it over and saw that on the top of the A4 paper was a row of relatively large fonts, which read: Confidentiality Contract.

The content of the contract is very simple. Shang Shaocheng hired her as his personal assistant. She will help him handle some personal 'businesses', and she must keep this secret. The conditions he offered are a separate salary, and Guaranteed that her official job in Shengtian will be worry-free, that is, she will hold a golden job and at the same time get a gold medal for avoiding death.

There were very few words on the paper, and Cen Qinghe almost read it with two eyes, but the contract came too suddenly, and she didn't know how to respond for a while.

Shang Shaocheng sat in the car, looked up at her a little and said, "You solve things much faster than I imagined. I think you will be very suitable for this position."

what position?Help him deal with emotional disputes, send people with money?
Cen Qinghe inevitably looked at Shang Shaocheng with far-reaching eyes.

And Shang Shaocheng showed his first smile today, stretched his arm out of the car, handed her a tissue, opened his thin lips, and said, "Miss Cen, I need your help."

(End of this chapter)