Super God: Building a foundation, exposed by Qilin

Early in the morning, Shanshui Manor.

Today, a guest came to Shanshui Manor.

It was Rui Mengmeng, who had met him once at the barbecue stall.

Chen Luo was very happy to see Rui Mengmeng again.

This meant that the bait he had cast before had paid off.

"I have washed your clothes for you and cleaned all the oil stains. Please see if it works.

Rui Mengmeng stood very stiffly and handed the coat to Chen Luo.

When Chen Luo took the coat, she quickly retracted her hand. She lowered her head and rubbed the corners of the clothes with both hands.

She looked like a child who made a mistake and was punished to stand.

"It was washed very well and is as good as new. You are amazing."

"What are you standing for? Don't you like my chair? How about I ask someone to bring you another one?" Chen Luo praised her sincerely, and asked her to sit down. He couldn't think too much about Rui Mengmeng, who was slow to react and very kind and sincere. Of course, for Rui Mengmeng, sincerity is the best ' calculation '.

���Chen Luo's words, Rui Mengmeng waved her hands anxiously

"No, no, I can sit here."

As if to make her words more credible, she quickly sat on the sofa beside her.

The softness under her buttocks surprised her so much that she almost jumped up.

Her hand unconsciously touched the sofa, only to find that it was much softer than her bed.

"Rui Mengmeng, is that right? I heard from Qilin that you are saving money to go to college? Do you want to come work for me?"

"I just need a laundry person. I'll give you 5,000 yuan a month, including three meals a day and accommodation, but no social security."

"Your job is just to wash clothes, of course only for me, Qilin and a few others, how about it?"

Chen Luo looked at Rui Mengmeng with a half-smile.

Rui Mengmeng is not materialistic, she is just simply short of money.

The best way is to give her a job and a salary that is within her acceptable range.

This acceptable range is not the minimum, but the maximum.

Because she is not materialistic, you suddenly say that you will give her tens of thousands of yuan a month and let her wash your clothes. Do you think she will believe it?

She will believe it, after all, she is Rui Mengmeng.

But believing it does not mean that she will agree.

People have self-esteem, which can be seen from Rui Mengmeng's persistence in wanting to get into college.

She will not accept that kind of inexplicable money.

Otherwise, she would not work hard.

"Five thousand for just washing clothes? ? And they also provide three meals a day and accommodation? Isn't this... too much?"

Rui Mengmeng was so shocked that she stood up.

Her little head did not doubt the truth of this matter, nor did she think whether Chen Luo had other intentions. She simply felt that washing clothes was not worth five thousand yuan, not to mention that they also provided food and accommodation.

Hearing the commotion, Qiangwei's steps froze and her expression became a little gloomy.

No, why is her secretary only two thousand and eighty a month.

Rui Mengmeng gets five thousand for washing clothes?

Is the secretary's job not as important as washing clothes?

"Why don't you leave?"

Qilin asked curiously when she saw her stop.

Qiangwei lowered her head, her eyes darkened.

"How much is the monthly salary that Chen Luo offers you?"

She was hit hard. She wanted to hear Qilin's salary to make herself feel better.

As both of them were secretaries, even if Qilin's salary was higher than hers, it would never be much higher!

"Thirty thousand, why are you asking this? Are you short of money?"

Qilin stroked her hair and looked at her in confusion. She is an undercover agent, but she still cares about the salary?

She is an incompetent undercover agent!

Such unfair treatment!

Qiangwei kept exerting force on the railing, and she felt a sense of depression in her chest.

She was not short of money, and she had agreed to the salary.

But she just felt uncomfortable, as if she was not as good as others!

"I'm a little tired, you go down first."

Qiangwei said coldly, and turned back upstairs.

Qilin squinted and looked at her back strangely.

Then she turned her head to look at the stair handrail that had been deformed by her grip.

"Sure enough, not everyone can compare with a top undercover agent like me."

She shook her head with emotion, feeling lonely all over.

Just like the invincible Dugu Qiubai.

Then she held her head high and walked downstairs with her hands behind her back.

But she almost fell down after walking only two steps.

She was so scared that she didn't dare to pretend anymore and walked downstairs obediently.

Rui Mengmeng in the living room was knocked unconscious by the pie in the sky. After Chen Luo patiently answered several times, she was dizzy and sure that the pie really fell into her hands.

"Can I really do this? I'm stupid and I often break things. I'm also a big eater and can eat six bowls of rice in one meal!"

Qilin, who had just walked into the living room, heard this and walked over with a bit of amusement.

"Don't worry, Mengmeng. This guy has plenty of money. He can support you even if you eat ten bowls of rice in one meal.

Rui Mengmeng looked at Qilin in surprise, and waved her hand when she heard her words.

"No, I can only eat six bowls. If I eat more, I will feel full."

"Thank you, sister Qilin! Thank you, boss! I will work hard and will not let you down!"