Rebirth: The Adopted Daughter

Zhang Siqing was a little flustered by Ye Qingxia. Although Lin Renjie told him to throw Ye Qingxia out of the president's office, it was really his idea to arrange to come to the mailroom. He hasn't had time to report to Lin Renjie. Thinking of this, Zhang Siqing was a little nervous“ Lin is not there. " Zhang Siqing frowned and said to Ye Qingxia. Then he glanced aside. The receptionist squatted aside, holding the injured hand and wailing. Her beautiful long nails were broken and bleeding, which made him feel distressed. That's his aunt on the ground. On weekdays, when employees in the company see her, who doesn't treat her politely? This hit her into a pig's head, didn't it hit him in the face of Zhang Siqing? Zhang Siqing knows that Lin Renjie is busy with the engagement between Lin Zhiman and Gao Qingfeng. Although the Gao family can't compare with the Ye family, Lin Zhiman is different from the eldest miss of the Ye family. She can only be regarded as an adopted daughter, so Lin Renjie is still very satisfied with the marriage. The ugly girl certainly doesn't have Lin Renjie's mobile phone, so what if he doesn't tell the president about it? He can completely rely on Lin Renjie. It's the president's meaning. The ugly woman has no way. Thinking of this, Zhang Siqing licked his lower lip, turned aside, looked at Ye Qingxia with an unconvinced face, opened his eyes and said, "this is what the president means." He said that his face was red and his heart did not jump. He should be as calm as possible. He is worthy of being an old hand in nonsense. Seeing this, ye Qingxia knew that even if she went up to find Lin Renjie, she couldn't find it, so she turned around and turned around in the mail room and said, "OK, since it's Lin Renjie's meaning, I'll stay here, but..." Aunt Zhang heard that ye Qingxia was going to stay. She quickly pointed to a stack of newspapers on the table and said, "you hurt me. You have to send that stack of newspapers quickly." The receptionist knows that the newspaper is usually picked up by each department. She looked at the fat Aunt Zhang and didn't make any noise. She just felt that it was a little cruel. She ran around one department on one floor and didn't know whether she could finish it all morning. When she thought of this, she felt happy and even her fingers didn't hurt so much. Ye Qingxia took a newspaper, ignored Aunt Zhang, and continued to say to Zhang Siqing, "I stay here to work. I'm enough alone. I don't need a pig here to accompany me."“ You! " Zhang Siqing clenched his fists with both hands and even made a sound of crackling finger joints. Ye Qingxia took out her mobile phone, took a picture of the mailroom, then looked at Zhang Siqing and said, "before I start to tidy up, you still have a chance to regret. After I finish here, I'm sorry, the pig must get out." Zhang Siqing has the feeling of lifting a stone and smashing her feet. Ye Qingxia hasn't started yet, but he believes she has the ability to tidy up here in an orderly manner. If we really make a comparison between the front and back of the mailroom, the dirty mailroom we are used to will become difficult to see. At any time, what I fear most is that people are better than people! After ye Qingxia said this, Zhang Siqing's face became iron blue, and his sharp chin shook, but he didn't speak. Ye Qingxia smiled contemptuously and went to the shelf. The super express package stretched out his hand. She only moved a little. She put the big box on the ground and the smallest one on it. The name faces outward for easy viewing. The shelf is much more pleasing to the eye in an instant. Zhang Siqing held his fist and didn't speak, but his fist trembled slightly. Seeing this, Aunt Zhang quickly climbed over, hugged Ye Qingxia's thigh, cried and shouted, "please don't do it. My husband is dead. There is another one at school at home. I can't live without this job, please!" Crying, he squeezed his eyes at Zhang Siqing. This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.