The Ace Assistant

The voice of shangshaocheng is so deep and sweet that he just opened his mouth, cen Qinghe immediately came back to his mind.

Turning to look at him, cen Qinghe unexpectedly called out: "business director?"

Shang Shao Cheng looked at her face and fixed her eyes for a few seconds. "Crying?" he asked in a voice

CEN Qinghe subconsciously lowered his sight, reached out and wiped his eyes in embarrassment. Then he raised his head and gave a slight smile. He said in a voice, "no, I just had a little too much to drink. Maybe it's disgusting."

Shang Shaocheng asked again: "with customers?"

CEN Qinghe said: "with colleagues, the department welcome banquet tonight."

Shang Shaocheng said with a smile: "is it to welcome the new year or reform?"

CEN Qinghe again a Leng, a time did not know what to return.

She watched him walk to her side, but did not stop. Instead, she passed her and came to the bathroom to wash her hands.

Looking down, he washed his hands and said, "don't tell me that you are moved to cry by the enthusiasm of your colleagues in your department?"

CEN Qinghe drank a little too much, so even if he could hear that he was making irony, he couldn't find any good corresponding words for a while, so he had to quietly reply: "this is not always the case in the workplace now." In order to survive, in order to have a foothold, how many things are you willing to do? It's not forced.

After washing his hands, Shang Shaocheng went to the side of the paper towel machine and took out several pieces of paper.

After seeing Cen Qinghe, he could not see what he thought in his heart, but asked himself: "bullied by new colleagues?"

CEN Qinghe lowered his sight, and his eyelids covered him with a look of depression and grievance. She whispered back: "No."

Shangshaocheng's voice came again, "I'll give you this opportunity to sue the imperial court. You can make good use of it."

CEN Qinghe heard the speech and looked up to shangshao city. He saw that he had wiped the paper ball and threw it into the dustbin next to it.

He was standing two meters away from her. Today, he didn't wear sunglasses. His eyes, which were good-looking, were staring at her at this time.

The expression in his eyes seems to be hinting at her, what to say, cen Qinghe's heart suddenly gave birth to an inexplicable impulse. Shang Shaocheng is a marketing director, whose position is much higher than Zhang Peng. He is right. She has such an opportunity to "sue the imperial court".

After holding his breath for a whole day, cen Qinghe almost blurted out and exposed Zhang Peng's evil deeds. But when it came to her lips, she stopped suddenly.

When she was at school, everyone hated people who reported to their teachers. This kind of person was commonly known as "dogleg". Although she didn't want to get any benefits from shangshaocheng by way of disclosure, she could not make any sense to beat her boss's small report on her first day at work.

So it was just a moment of impulse, cen Qinghe soon pressed down. "No, everyone is very nice to me," she said

"Is it?" Shang Shaocheng looked at her and asked meaningfully, "why did a person hide here to wipe tears?"

CEN Qinghe half true half false return way: "homesick."

Shang Shaocheng seemed quite surprised by her answer, so she laughed.

This is the third time Cen Qinghe met with him. For the first time, he didn't even see his face. The second time, he used this face to "confuse" her to sign the "part-time" job other than her own job. She still remembers what it was like to walk for an hour in high-heeled shoes with a height of 78 cm.

Now for the third time, he seems to be trying to get something out of her mouth. Cen Qinghe's brain, paralyzed by alcohol, is struggling to run at full speed, for fear that he will fall into any trap again.

However, shangshao city just had a slight radian in the corners of his lips, which seemed to have been expected for a long time. So there was no unexpected look in his eyes. His thin lips opened and he said softly, "homesick? It's just like me. Find a place and I'll chat with you. "

He turned to walk outside the bathroom, cen Qinghe followed him a few steps away. After walking for a while, he turned to the door of a private room. Cen Qinghe was hesitating to call him. Shangshao city had already pushed the door and walked in.

CEN Qinghe stood at the door, raised his eyes and swept around. There were a row of men and women sitting on the sofa in the huge luxurious private room.

Shangshao city has already walked to the middle of the private room. He feels that there is still light behind him. He turns his head and looks at it. Sure enough, cen Qinghe is still standing at the door, not meaning to come in.

He tilted his chin towards her and motioned for her to come in.

CEN Qinghe didn't expect to find a place to talk, which would be here. The room was full of people she didn't know. Seeing a woman coming in from shangshao City, everyone looked at Cen Qinghe immediately.

A young man of the same age as shangshao City, the first to raise his voice: "who is this?"

Shang Shaocheng said, "play with you."

The private room is very large, with a curtain screen in the middle, which divides the room into two parts. Shangshaocheng takes Cen Qinghe to the other side of the Pearl curtain screen. Unexpectedly, on the sofa at this end, a couple of men and women are embracing each other warmly, and they kiss each other fiercely. They don't care that this is a public place.CEN Qinghe a look, suddenly all over the blood, struggling to the top of the head. She did not open her eyes, embarrassed eyes do not know where to swing.

Shang Shao city did not pick his eyelids. He stepped over and kicked the man's foot. The man stopped and raised his eyes to Shang Shao City, "why?"

Shang Shao city head to the next door, whispered back: "go up there."

The man just wanted to ask why, but Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Cen Qinghe not far away, and then he said with a smile, "Yo, who is this beautiful woman?"

Shang Shao city to sit on the sofa, face light return way: "don't grind Ji, go up that end, we have something to talk about."

The man was happy with his smile and pulled the woman around him to stand up. When passing by Cen Qinghe, he said with a smile: "where is the beauty? How did you get to know Shaocheng

Thanks to the dim light in the private room, cen Qinghe's big red face can't be seen by others.

When she was about to answer, Shang Shaocheng said, "don't pay any attention to him. Come and sit down."

CEN Qinghe walked to the circular sofa and sat on the opposite side of shangshao city.

Marble tea table, full of all kinds of wine bottles. Shang Shao Cheng picked up a wine bottle in the shape of a woman's body, poured himself half a cup of dark red liquid, and raised his eyes and asked her, "do you want to drink it?"

CEN Qinghe shakes his head, and behind him comes the laughter of many men and women. She tries to make herself sober up, and her sitting posture is not too rigid.

Shangshaocheng picked up the wine cup and took a sip of wine. Then he sat on the sofa and said in a lazy voice, "say it, who bullied you?"

CEN Qinghe thought that shangshao city had forgotten this matter. Unexpectedly, he raised it again. At the same time, she instinctively made a move to stop. After a pause of two seconds, he said in a voice, "thank you, director of Commerce. No one bullied me. I just had a drink and was homesick, so I cried."

Shang Shaocheng's tall body leaned against the back of the leather sofa and looked at Cen Qinghe. His beautiful face was hidden in the dim light, and he could not see the specific expression clearly. Cen Qinghe only heard his pleasant voice. "The first day I went to work, I was homesick. Why did you come to night city?"

Many words are unintentional, but the listener is intentional.

CEN Qinghe chaos in the mind, suddenly emerged like that a picture. Just think about it, she feels sick

Drink too much lax eyes, casually fell on a wine bottle, also do not know how long, cen Qinghe whispered back: "don't want to stay at home."

Shangshao city asked: "why?"

CEN Qinghe felt pain in the bottom of his heart. He couldn't tell whether it was more pain or more nausea. She wanted to answer him but didn't want to say it, but her only reason told her that the person in front of her was the marketing director, which was her head boss in the sales department. She had to pay attention to her propriety.

Under the pressure of the tumult of his heart, cen Qinghe modified his vocabulary and hid his emotions. He said in a voice: "I think the night city is very good, and there is a large space for development. I want to come to the big city to fight for it."

What an impressive reason? Said Cen Qinghe himself in the heart of ridicule.

Of course, she didn't see the mockery and slight disdain of shangshao city. She gently shook the transparent crystal cup in her hand. He whispered: "the night city is big, but every year, millions of people like you rush into the night city with your mentality. They all think that the place with large development space must have its own foothold. It's so good here that you can always make your own day, but do you know what's the best in the night city

CEN Qinghe listened to Shang Shaocheng, not sure what he was going to say next, so mechanically shook his head.

With a sarcastic arc in the corner of his lips, he asked himself, "it's the false beauty that those cheaters try to build in order to attract people like you who have" Dreams ". The slogan of the company's recruitment shows that as long as the staff are willing to work hard, you may have an account here in Yecheng in the future; as long as you buy their house in the latest issue of real estate advertisement, you can not only have a home in night city, but also become a million, ten million or even a billionaire after changing hands. Now you are a living example. When you work in a real estate company, do you think you can afford the house or the Hukou? On the first day of work, I was bullied by my boss and colleagues, so I had to go to the bathroom to wipe my tears. Now, do you still think the night city is very beautiful? "

the words of shangshao city are just like incantations hovering over Cen Qinghe's head. The more he said them, the more they tightened. When he asked her the last word, cen Qinghe's grievances surged up in a moment. In addition to the paralyzing effect of alcohol, she frowned and went on to say: "in fact, I don't want much. I don't have to have a house in night city and have a registered permanent residence here. I just hope that I can make a living by my own ability, but The supervisor knows to take advantage of others, and all the colleagues are intriguing. I'm really tired... "

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