The President's Miss Hacker

"Yes."

The waiter jerked the corners of his mouth. He didn't understand that Jiang Shengling and an Zihao were two big men. As a result, he wanted him to be a man instead of a charming little girl.

Nowadays, it's OK to have a girl who is courteous and doesn't eat secretly, but the customer is God. No matter how Jiang Shengling does his business, he just needs to tell the foreman about it.

"Does Miss Song really not make a spa?"

After Song Xi finished washing her hair, the little sister asked. Song Xi shook her head. She didn't feel that she needed to do spa to improve herself when she was so young. As for comfort, tapping on the computer was more refreshing than doing spa.

"No, just shape me. Are you ready?"

Time goes by slowly. After Jiang Shengling has handled several documents, the closed door is opened. First, she comes out with several little sisters who make models for Song Xi, and then Song Xi.

"Step on..."

High heeled shoes on the floor issued a loud tap sound, Jiang Shengling looked up along the pair of black hen Tian Gao.

The white legs are wrapped in the golden skirt, and the thin waist fits the clothes very well. One point is tight and the other is loose.

Hair is not very popular now a few hair styles, but a few years ago popular pear flower head, but very set off the Song Xi, her original small face set off smaller.

"Good looking?"

Song Xi took her skirt and made a careful turn in front of Jiang Shengling, just because the black stiletto shoes were too difficult to wear. It was really frightening to walk.

It's a pity that this golden dress is a fishtail skirt. It doesn't reach the scene that Song Xi wants to fly in a circle. However, in Jiang Shengling's eyes, today's Song Xi is particularly beautiful.

"Good looking. Come and have a party with me. I wish I could tell everyone that this beautiful little girl is my girlfriend."

Jiang Shengling takes Song Xi's slender hand and goes out. The staff members look at the two people's love very much and show their admiration. Although they make a lot of money here, who doesn't want to catch a golden tortoise son-in-law, she sighs that Miss Song is lucky enough to be the girlfriend Jiang Shengling admits to.

Of course, envy is certain, but to say hate, they are speculators themselves, where dare to hate Song Xi, which is now held in the palm of Jiang Shengling.

If these people knew that Song Xi wanted to leave Jiang Shengling's side, they would think that Song Xi's head was sick. Isn't it good to be a rich wife and count money in bed?

In this world, most people would like to meet such a good thing as Song Xi. It can only be said that how can a sparrow have the ambition of an eagle flying in the sky.

Song Xi didn't know the envy and jealousy in these people's hearts, and did not know that there were still people trying to get close to Jiang Shengling when they made their own modeling.

Even if they know, they are just ordinary people.

Of course, Song Xi feels that she is also a layman. However, because of Jiang Shengling's existence, she never feels at ease preparing to be a rich wife. She knows her dream and moves in this direction. These people and Song Xi are not the same people at all.

"Did any of you succeed? But I think this miss song is a very good person. Even if you succeed, you can't pry into other people's walls. You'll be smart if you don't get money. "

After the girls who made the modeling for Song Xi came out, they immediately asked the courteous girls. Of course, they worked in the same store with these girls. They didn't like it and couldn't be too obvious.

Sometimes they will warn these girls when they meet a good-natured guest. However, it is easier to make trouble than to take money. They have been working in this store for more than ten years, but they don't want to lose their jobs because of these women with devious ideas.

"We do think, but we didn't expect to meet a monk today, even if we didn't get caught. We also warned the boss, where dare we go to provoke him? I also want this high paying job. "

Some people are indignant, but it is the young lady who works at ease. They all look at each other and see the smile in each other's eyes.

These people have a bad idea, and they want to be rich wives by a rich man. However, they are too wild under the connivance of the boss.

If it was not for Jiang Shengling, who did not know about women's modeling, he would not have come to this shop. As a result, he had a heart of iron, and he would have had a bad day.

"Well, you are here to work. Mr. Jiang is infatuated with Miss Song. I heard that she came out of an orphanage. Miss Song didn't remember it. As a result, Mr. Jiang chased people back. Do you think such a man can be moved by himself?"

Someone said these words, just in the modeling, Song Xi said something about himself and Jiang Shengling, which made the young ladies exclaim about fate.

And crooked mind naturally bitter face, how do they know this Jiang Shengling is so not easy to tease, unexpectedly still a infatuated seed.

"But isn't Jiang's? It was handed down by his father. How could he go to the orphanage? "

"Who knows, you don't know that Mr. Jiang's wife is not the original match. There's a lot of trickiness in it, but it's not good to say it on the surface."As a god shaking, everyone began to gossip about how Jiang Shengling, as the son of the Jiang family, went to the orphanage. All sorts of speculations came out in endlessly. Jiang Shengling had already left, and had no idea of her life experience and the experience of going to the orphanage.

"As soon as I came out, I saw that you didn't look good. Who made you angry?"

Song Xi and Jiang Shengling are sitting in the back seat. They think that when they just came out, Jiang Shengling's face is black, and they will relax after seeing her.

"It's OK. It's just that this store has not been selected. Some people think I'm one of those young uncles who like to look for excitement. They probably don't know that I'm in love with you. I'm not tired of it."

Song Xi suddenly realized that, of course, she believed that Jiang Shengling was in love with herself and would not split up, but he told himself that he still felt funny.

"In fact, I don't understand why some people in the world think that if they can get along with a rich man, everything will be fine. If they are not excellent, even the gold owners will only regard them as toys and don't care about them."

"If it's me, I'd rather be a rich man myself. In this way, no one dares to provoke me, but I'm not good at it. I had to ask you for help in the orphanage. It's really weak."

Song Xi pursed her lips. If she had money, she would not have been involved in the dispute. Then she met Jiang Shengling again.

Although Jiang Shengling is very good, she also feels very happy now, but those who have experienced, are dead imprinted in the mind, just like the lingering shadow in this relationship, which makes people uncomfortable.