President spoils me again today

After returning to night city, Shang Shaocheng takes Xiao Er back. Cen Qinghe doesn't say that Xiao Er turns his sweater into a collar. She will complain to him again on his birthday.

On Monday, when she went to work in the company, cen Qinghe asked the legal department to make a contract. After getting the contract, cen Qinghe didn't cheat her either. He said truthfully, "Cheng Jia and his temporary son have to go back to Jiangcheng for a few days to sign the contract."

Zhang Yu said: "Qinghe, you've been working hard recently. You've been busy before and after."

CEN Qinghe replied with a smile: "yes, it's also my own work."

Zhang Yu said, "when this order is signed, I'll treat you to dinner. I have a lot to talk with you."

"Well, I have a lot to talk to you about."

They "hit it off" as they always do. In fact, they are in their own camp.

In the past, when I was in junior high school and senior high school, I also liked to engage in small groups in the class, who was good with whom and who was bad with whom. People are animals who like to act in groups, which is nature.

Once upon a time, I didn't know what it was like to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. I just felt that they were like each other, so I played together; Now it's different. The workplace is a battlefield for adults. When they grow up, the interests will be the first. It's no longer a simple problem of who is incompatible with who, but a naked survival of the fittest.

In such a large sales department, only Cai Xinyuan and Jin Jiatong, even LV Shuang, can trust Cen Qinghe completely. They are just for fun. They still don't tell each other about private matters.

As for other people, it's even more heart to heart, who knows who's thinking.

CEN Qinghe has never believed Zhang Yu wholeheartedly. She was in the same camp with her before, just because she hated Zhang Peng more. Now Zhang Yu wants to use her as cannon fodder. I'm sorry. Don't blame her for turning the tables. It's the last room she gives Zhang Yu. From now on, everyone depends on his ability.

As the end of the year is approaching, everyone is very busy, busy with performance, dividends and all kinds of things. Of course, some people choose to open on such a day in order to make a good start, such as Chen Boxuan.

Chen Boxuan's 4S shop is scheduled to open on December 1. When Cen Qinghe had dinner with him before, he said that he had planned to find someone. Every day, everything is going well. So Cen Qinghe said that when he asked for leave, he had to come and give him a hand.

It was Thursday. Cen Qinghe pushed a client who was going to see the house in the morning. Cai Xinyuan pushed a big client who had taken her a year to maintain the relationship. All the clients said that they would only be free today, and it might be years later to return home. But Cai Xinyuan resolutely declined. Of course, she didn't tell anyone about this.

Jin Jiatong had nothing to do this morning, so the three of them came together to support Chen Boxuan.

This location was introduced by Cen Qinghe for him. It covers a large area, nearly three times larger than an ordinary 4S store. I don't know how much it cost to decorate it. It's worthy of Aston. Martin is a hot luxury car.

Instead of driving, they took a taxi because Cai Xinyuan said, "I'm sorry to park my car in front of a bunch of super runners."

CEN Qinghe said, "you still have a car. Jiatong and I only have route 11."

Cai Xinyuan said: "who told you not to go with shangshaocheng? He has plenty of luxury cars. You don't want to drive them for you."

CEN Qinghe waist board a quite, "no way, is so backbone."

While talking, the taxi stops at the door of Chen Boxuan's 4S store. There is a large open space in front of the store. At this time, a thick red carpet is paved in the middle of the open space. The blue flowers of more than one person extend from the store door to both sides, and are piled up with dozens of meters wide door faces.

Fireworks and firecrackers are not allowed to be set off in the second ring road of the night city. So now new stores, big and small, are open. Instead of firecrackers, there are colored ribbon guns without gas pollution.

A group of staff and security guards are at the door to prepare luxury cars with a lot of water in the parking lot. One of them is a Porsche 918, which is in champagne color. The color is not eye-catching, but who makes it high-profile, so you can see it at a glance.

Cai Xinyuan whispered: "I'll go. It's the rhythm of doing things."

CEN Qinghe said: "in a moment, the three of us must be together all the time, otherwise there are so many people that we can't find them in the blink of an eye."

Cai Xinyuan said: "I just want to know whose is the Porsche 918."

"I don't know," Cen said

"Ask Shang Shaocheng later. He must know."

They came a little earlier than scheduled. They walked along the red carpet and looked inside at the door. There were many people in the shop, including guests and pure customers. They were standing around all kinds of luxury cars in twos and threes, accompanied by high-quality consultants.

Cai Xinyuan laments that this is really an age of looking at faces. The more money you spend, the higher the "quality" of the service staff, like Shengtian, like here.

The store is too big and there are too many people. Cen Qinghe can't find a familiar figure at a glance. A shop assistant comes forward and asks if he can help. Cen Qinghe smiles and says, "we are Mr. Chen's friends. Where is he?"

The shop assistant looked at the three people standing in front of her. They were also very beautiful. They were not ordinary people, so she raised her hand with a smile and made a "please" gesture. "The boss is in the office. Please follow me."

Under the guidance of the shop assistant, the three went to the innermost door of the store. The shop assistant reached out and knocked on the door. He heard that there was humanity inside: "come in."

When the door opened, the shop assistant first said hello, "boss, you have three friends coming to see you."

When the door was half opened, cen Qinghe caught a glimpse of the familiar figure on the sofa inside. It was Shang Shaocheng, wearing a dark green sweater and looking through a magazine.

In a good mood, she couldn't help but dodge over the shop assistant and said with a smile, "Hi, comrades."

Shang Shaocheng raised his head when he heard the familiar voice. Cen Qinghe opened his smiling face and waved to him.

When the shop assistant saw this, he pushed the half closed door open. Then Cen Qinghe found out that there were not only Shang Shaocheng, Chen Boxuan and Shen Guanren, but also a group of people in the room. Anyway, they had to look like more than a dozen people, but they were all sitting in the area behind the door. After Cen Qinghe yelled, she was embarrassed when everyone looked at her.

Cai Xinyuan and Jin Jiatong are sorry for Cen Qinghe. It's very noisy.

Chen Boxuan was sitting at such a big desk. Seeing Cen Qinghe and the person standing behind her, he immediately got up to greet him and said with a smile, "you're here. Come in quickly."

CEN Qinghe goes in, Cai Xinyuan and Jin Jiatong follow.

A group of young men and women in the room are all dressed up in bright colors. Some are naturally beautiful, while others are beautiful the day after tomorrow. At first glance, beautiful men and beautiful women are very attractive.

"Brother Xuan, congratulations on the opening of your new store."

After Cen Qinghe came in, he congratulated Chen Boxuan and took out a gift from his bag. It was a palm sized Golden Tree pot.

Having known each other for a long time, cen Qinghe has been taken care of by Chen Boxuan and Shen Guanren. Recently, she has also saved some money, so her gift giving is not ambiguous. It's not light and her friendship is more important.

Chen Boxuan took it and said thanks with a smile. Then he glanced at shangshaocheng on the sofa and said, "he didn't give me any gifts."

CEN Qinghe smiles and says nothing. Shang Shaocheng says, "we're together. She's the one who sent us."

With that, he photographed the position beside him, "come here."

CEN Qinghe walked over. He raised his hand and grasped her hand. He asked softly, "is it cold?"

CEN Qinghe said: "it's not cold. Brother Xuan will pick the day. It's sunny outside today."

Shang Shaocheng said: "today he opens, you can say more good things to him. After all, there is no shop after this village."

Chen Boxuan was talking to Cai Xinyuan and Jin Jiatong. Hearing the words, he immediately turned his head and said, "what's my opening? I'm starting to receive guests?"

A lot of people can't help laughing, there is humanity: "Xiaobai, you don't care about him, he is going to receive guests in front of you."

CEN Qinghe heard someone calling Xiaobai and immediately turned to see it.

The room is very large. The front entrance is the office area. There are a group of sofas on the left, while the sofas on the right are two groups of back-to-back. There are separate sofas around. Cen Qinghe didn't look carefully after he came in. He turned around and found that Bai Bing was sitting behind her.

Today, Bai Bing is obviously dressed carefully. She usually takes a simple youth style. Today, she is wearing a red sweater and skirt, Black Knee Boots, and delicate makeup. She is the happiest one in the crowd.

"I don't care about him," she said with a smile

CEN Qinghe backhand patted white ice shoulder, white ice turn head, to Cen Qinghe smile, "green grass."

As she spoke, Cai Xinyuan also looked in the direction of Bai Bing. Chen Boxuan quietly glanced at the expression on Cai Xinyuan's face and said, "you don't have a holiday today. Did you delay your business when you ask for leave?"

Hearing the speech, Cai Xinyuan took back her sight and said with a smile, "no, we still have flexible time. We can go if we want."

Chen Boxuan said: "Shh, your boss is still sitting there."

Cai Xinyuan looked at Shang Shaocheng sitting with Cen Qinghe and said with a low smile, "don't forget that he has something in my hand."

Chen Boxuan is also a hindsight, and their eyes are full of tacit knowledge.