"Mr. Rong, I've seen the place where I work and I'm very satisfied. I just want to ask, can I raise a pot of green plants?"

Murong Rong's expression froze, and her brain told her in the next second that she had heard this woman's voice.

It was on the phone that day.

She turned around and looked over, and saw a woman in a white dress, with her hair disheveled, walking down the stairs gracefully.

She is young and beautiful.

Xu Ziqing walked directly to Rong Jiuci, with her big eyes open: "Is it okay, Mr. Rong?"

Without waiting for Rong Jiuci to answer, she clasped her hands together and tilted her head, looking extremely cute: "Please."

"I really want to promise you." Rong Jiuci slowly closed the document in his hand and raised his head. There was a glimmer in his narrow eyes, which made people feel that they were full of tenderness.

His voice was low and hoarse, revealing an indescribable sexiness: "But no, your immediate boss is not me."

Seeing Rong Jiuci's resolute attitude, Xu Ziqing could only accept it aggrievedly. She turned to look at Murong Rong.

"Designer Mu, hello." Her attitude was calm and generous, as if she had just seen Murong Rong, she stretched out her hand: "I am Xu Ziqing from the president's office. But that was before, and now I have given the order personally to President Rong.

, transferred to the design department to serve as your assistant. We meet for the first time today, and I would like to ask for your advice."

"My assistant?" Murong Rong looked at Rong Jiuci: "Why didn't I know about this before?"

"I just decided."

"Really?" Murong Rong's face looked a little cold: "I don't need any assistants, Mr. Rong, please transfer this Miss Xu back."

Before Rong Jiuci spoke, Xu Ziqing couldn't help it. She felt very aggrieved for Rong Jiuci: "Designer Mu, Mr. Rong also has good intentions. It's okay if you don't appreciate it. How can your attitude be so bad? Moreover,

Transferring me to the design department was a personnel order just issued by Mr. Rong. If you want Mr. Rong to take back the order, wouldn't it mean that he would change it day and night? This would greatly affect his prestige. I admire the designer, and Mr. Rong is very interested in it.

You are so kind, you can't make things so difficult for Mr. Rong."

This long speech was so reasonable and generous that it made Murong Rong look very ignorant.

Murong Rong couldn't help but laugh after hearing this.

Xu Ziqing was wary. She didn't know how Murong Rong would retort. In her heart, Murong Rong was a powerful woman.

Isn't it amazing that a second-married girl who has given birth to a child can be recognized by Rong Jiuci?

However, Xu Ziqing was not afraid, she even wished that Murong Rong would try his best to embarrass her, so that she would have the opportunity to pretend to be pitiful and win Rong Jiuci's sympathy.

Murong Rong did not look at Xu Ziqing again, but said directly to Rong Jiuci: "I'm tired, let's go up and rest first."

Then, just left.

Xu Ziqing was in disbelief, her face was burning, and she felt very aggrieved: "Mr. Rong, what should I do if Designer Mu refuses to accept me? Am I going to be kicked out?"

Rong Jiuci ignored her.

All his attention was attracted by Murong Rong's departure.

Seeing this, Xu Ziqing's eyes were full of secret hatred. She told herself to be patient and persevere. Now that she had entered Emperor Jingyuan, she must find a way to stay.

upstairs.

Murong Rong couldn't help but cover her chest, and she took in big breaths, but she still felt a little suffocated, and there was some unspeakable irritation in her heart.

She never thought that Rong Jiuci would not only mess with the woman outside, but also bring her back to Dijingyuan.

In fact, she has no position to complain. Even if she did say it, people would probably say that she is making a fuss out of a molehill.

After all, even people like Song Chuhe have raised Lin Yawei outside, and other accomplished men have women one after another around them, which seems to be a symbol of their status.

And Rong Jiuci was so powerful that it didn't matter if he raised several women.

Murong Rong bit her lip and used the pain to tell her not to think about it anymore. She was not allowed to think about it anymore.

Even after ordering herself like this, Murong Rong still couldn't help but think of how relaxed she felt when she got out of the elevator just now.

At this moment, she felt that her sense of belonging at that time was like a joke.

Murong Rong was upset, so when Ji Baibai called and asked her to go to the bar with her, she agreed without hesitation.

She changed her clothes and came downstairs. Mrs. Xiang, who was cooking in the kitchen, heard the noise and came out hurriedly.

Seeing Murong Rong dressed as going out, she quickly asked: "Miss Mu, are you going out?"

"Well, I made an appointment with my friends to get together. Sister-in-law Xiang, you don't have to prepare my dinner tonight."

"Okay...Miss Mu, I will go with you."

"No need, just get ready to get busy at home."

"Then you'd better bring a bodyguard. There will be someone to take care of you if anything happens."

"Well, I'll bring it with me." After Murong Rong finished speaking, she changed her shoes and left.

…

The bar Murong Rong made an appointment with Ji Baibai this time was called Starry Sky.

Ji Baibai had already arrived when she arrived.

Ji Baibai was wearing tight leather pants and suspenders, and the sweat on his forehead made his hair on both sides wet. He had obviously just come off the dance floor.

She was very excited when she saw Murong Rong. She danced and said: "Rong Rong, you came late and didn't see my dance just now. It was so enchanting that it pushed down the pillars of the bar and fascinated the men in the audience.

That’s howling.”

Seeing Ji Baibai's eagerness to do it again, Murong Rong immediately pulled her and said speechlessly: "Classmate Ji Baibai, have you forgotten that you have a master? If Mr. Cheng knows about this..."

Before Murong Rong finished speaking, Ji Baibai's scalp exploded.

Cheng Linchuan used to like to point fingers at her affairs before, but now that they have established a relationship, he wants to take care of her as his daughter. If he knew that she was having so much fun in the bar, wouldn't he want to transform into Tang Monk?

Ji Baibai was afraid in his heart, but he still couldn't help but said harshly: "Does he know what's wrong? I gave him the title just to see him pity him, not to let him meddle with me."

Murong Rong raised his eyebrows and said, "Really? I just recorded this and will send it to Mr. Cheng now."

As he said this, Murong Rong took out his cell phone and was about to send it to Cheng Linchuan.

"Hey!" Ji Baibai suddenly became anxious and pulled Murong Rong.

Then, she realized that Murong Rong's cell phone was not turned on. Looking at her half-smiling look, Ji Baibai immediately knew that she had been deceived.

Ji Baibai couldn't help but snorted: "Murong Rong, you are so bad, even you can laugh at me."

"I'm not seeing your joke, I'm obviously happy." Murong Rong took out a tissue and wiped Ji Baibai's sweat: "Baibai, you don't know how happy I am to see you happy."

"Rong Rong, you can too." Ji Baibai held Murong Rong's hand: "Mr. Rong treats you very well. You must cherish it. We sisters will be happy together."

Rong Jiuci...

Thinking of Rong Jiuci, the smile on Murong Rong's face was a little weak.

Suddenly a female voice filled with the smell of gunpowder sounded——
Chapter completed!