The richest man, starting with picking up leaks

It was only eight o’clock, and Meng Jieya was too anxious.

After getting dressed, Jiang Heng opened the door.

Meng Jieya’s face turned crimson, and her eyes subconsciously glanced at some parts of Jiang Heng, and her face blushed even more.

“President Meng, I really didn’t expect you to come so early. Come in, please. ”

“Jiang Heng, the house is quite good, it’s a lot of money to rent this month, right?” Meng Jieya was also a little embarrassed and had nothing to say.

Jiang Heng smiled and said, “President Meng, don’t want money.” ”

“No money? This landlord is also so nice! And such a cheap thing? Why didn’t I meet!? ”

“Hehe, Mr. Meng, if you move in, you can live without money.” Jiang Heng smiled slightly, and casually glanced at Meng Jieya, this Meng always has a pair of good fierce!

Meng Jieya was very strange, “Don’t charge money? How is this possible? ”

“Of course it’s possible, because this house is mine.”

“Ah, your house?” Meng Jieya was very surprised, of course she knew the price of a house in Jinguan City, and she was afraid that there would be tens of millions of dollars for such a large house.

Meng Jieya understood that no wonder Jiang Heng was not interested in her annual salary of 600,000 yuan, it turned out that people were invisible rich!

“President Meng, you sit down first. I’ll go wash my face. Jiang Heng let Meng Jieya into the house, and he went to wash his face first.

Meng Jieya took advantage of the time when Jiang Heng went to wash, and walked around Jiang Heng’s house, a well-decorated large house. It is also in Jinguan City, a community with an average price of more than 100,000 yuan.

“Jiang Heng, I really can’t see it. You’re really an invisible rich man. ”

Mr. Meng said and laughed, what an invisible rich. Coming to me this morning should be to invite me to breakfast, right? After Jiang Heng finished washing, he smiled and walked to the living room to pour Meng Jieya a glass of water, but when he came back last night, he didn’t even have a cup of boiling water.

“Jiang Heng, don’t be busy. I’d like to invite you to be creative director at New Ideas. Annual salary, how about you see 800,000? ”

Meng Jieya carefully increased her salary by 200,000, of course, she learned that Jiang Heng lived in these tens of millions of large houses, and her own heart was bottomless.

“President Meng, 600,000, 800,000, these are all trivial things. If you want to invite me, you can too, I still say that I don’t work part-time. After all, my main business now is to apply mobile phone films. Jiang Heng’s words were not actually meant to Meng Jieya, he was speaking to the system.

The system allows him to apply the film professionally.

Meng Jieya frowned, but Jiang Heng insisted that it could only be a part-time job, and said that his main business was to attach mobile phone film!

“Jiang Heng, can you think about it again, consider. How much money can you make by wearing a mobile phone film? Otherwise, I’ll add another 200,000 to you, a million! ”

In Meng Jieya’s opinion, the conditions she offered were already so that Jiang Heng could not refuse.

Jiang Heng smiled slightly, Meng Jieya opened his mouth is money, and closing his mouth is money, which makes Jiang Heng feel uncomfortable.

“Mr. Meng, I can help you be this creative director part-time for free.”

“Free?”

“Yes, free. But you can also see that there is not even a houseworker in my family, and you see that I don’t want to make a glass of water to drink when you come. In this way, I will give your company to be the creative director for free, and you Meng Da beauty will do the housework for me, which is very fair, right? ”

Fair? It does sound very fair.

But Meng Jieya is the general manager of New Ideas, and Jiang Heng actually asked her to do housework for him.

Be a maid! Just don’t do it!

Meng Jieya’s pretty face was flushed, and the fierceness under the small dress fluctuated.

“Jiang Heng, you, you are too much!”

“Hehe, Mr. Meng, it’s really not too much. You can save a million. Of course, if you don’t want to, just because I didn’t say it. Well, have you had breakfast? Otherwise, I invite you, the noodle shop in front of our community is still good. ”

Jiang Heng took out his mobile phone and looked at it, it was almost nine o’clock. He also promised to pick up Qin Lina at half past nine in the morning, and would accompany her to Yun Bingman’s piano room.