The new intern Xu Xiaen entered the Information Department office holding a stack of envelopes.
It just so happened that it was a relatively leisurely time, so a few office workers gathered at the bar to drink coffee, and only two of them were seated.
"Xia En! Another mail has arrived?"
"kindness!"
The short-haired girl sitting at the door subconsciously raised her head and asked, "Do you have my email?"
"Yes, there are three letters."
"Ah~~~It's over, it's over! Three letters came at once."
The short-haired girl banged her head on the table twice.
Xu Xiaen asked curiously while rummaging through the mail: "What's wrong with Senior Minzhen? Why are you not happy when you receive the mail?"
"How happy I am! You don't have to guess that it's a credit card bill."
Lin Minzhen lay her head down, looking like she was unwilling to accept the reality.
Xu Xiaen quickly found three emails and put them on the real table.
She raised her head, disillusioned.
Sure enough, they were all credit card statements issued by the bank.
"What a sin!"
Boom!
She buried her head again and hit the table with a muffled sound.
The long-faced man with a shiny middle-parted hairstyle said in a somewhat gleeful tone, "Who told you to buy and buy all day long? You also buy all luxury brands, and besides eating rubbish, you also worry about your credit card bills, right?"
"Stop coming! This is the first time I've seen a man who buys more cosmetics than me and refuses to go out without sunscreen."
Lin Minzhen complained: "Everyone else in the group has gone out to do news. You are the only man who is lazy and sitting in the office drinking coffee. How can you do that?"
"I'm not lazy, I'm allergic to the sun."
The long-faced old man took a sip of coffee and said, "I'm really sick! I have a doctor's certificate. It's murder if you let me go out today!"
"Hey C~~~~ I really want to punch you!"
The two quarreled again.
Xu Xiaen shrugged and distributed the emails of other colleagues one by one.
There was a lot of wailing!
It seems that many of us have received credit card bills.
There are two envelopes left in Xu Xiaen's hand, and the recipients are Zheng Shiyan.
One of the sender information columns has a cat head drawn crookedly on it.
The other sender information is Citibank Korea.
She was subconsciously curious: Did Director Zheng also receive the bill?
I heard that it’s normal for the director to have to raise a baby on his own, so it’s normal for him to be under financial pressure... Could it be that renting a house also affects Director Zheng?”
Thinking of the recent news that tenants committed suicide due to thunderstorms in rented houses, Xu Xiaen inevitably became worried for his own minister.
Knocking on the door of the minister's office, Zheng Shiyan was looking down at the documents when Xu Xiaen went in to deliver the letter.
"Director, your letter."
"kindness."
Xu Xiaen put down the letter, turned around and closed the door and left.
Zheng Siyan picked up the envelope from Citibank and opened it.
It's not a credit card bill, it's an invitation.
Previously, she took the time to open an education fund account for Enxi and transferred 500 million won from the card given by Lin Cheng to Enxi's name.
Little Enxi grew up smoothly and received a good education.
The rest was left untouched in Lin Chengka.
The number in Lin Cheng's card was a bit astonishing. The bank probably regarded her as a very important guest, and even sent a special letter to invite her to a dinner party this time.
Zheng Shiyan was not interested in the party, so she threw it into the trash can and picked up the second envelope.
She was stunned for a moment when she looked at the cat head on the envelope.
Opening the envelope, there was a watercolor painting inside.
In a big house, two little people were boxing with an adult in Zamabu, while four people with long hair were sitting on the sofa and applauding.
The characters are all abstract and the lines are crooked, making it difficult to identify.
At first glance, it seems to be the handiwork of my own daughter.
In the painting, there are two people with words written on their heads.
uncle.
Mother.
Zheng Shiyan could barely recognize these two words that looked like dog crawling. There were no words on the other people's heads. Enxi couldn't even write her own name, so she drew a few random circles.
Zheng Shiyan couldn't help but smile, remembering that the school teacher had confirmed the delivery address with her before, and was probably ready to send the children's paintings to the parents.
At this time, the mobile phone message ring rang.
Sister Shiyan! Let’s pick Eunxi up from school together.
After seeing the news about Lin Cheng, Zheng Shiyan immediately stood up and started to put on her coat and go out.
A bunch of employees who were drinking coffee, chatting and fishing quickly shut up and quietly sat back down, pretending to start working seriously.
It's quite a deception.
Zheng Shiyan ignored them and left on her own.
"The room manager seems to be in a good mood, Xia En, are you sure she has received the bill?"
"I don't know, I just have a letter from the bank. Speaking of which... Senior Minzhen, how can you tell that she is in a good mood? The room manager obviously doesn't smile very much."
"Do you understand her aura? Although the room manager doesn't express her happiness on her face, when she is unhappy, just one look at you can make you feel uncomfortable. You will understand after getting along with her for a long time."
Not knowing what her subordinates were gossiping about, Zheng Shiyan went downstairs to meet Lin Cheng.
"Sister Shiyan! Here!"
Lin Cheng parked the car on the side of the road, stuck his head out of the cab and waved vigorously, smiling brightly.
Zheng Shiyan stepped on high heels and leaned over, not hurrying or slowing down.
Today she was wearing a gray business suit, with a knee-length hip-hugging skirt that was slightly slit, and her silky legs underneath firmly attracted someone's attention.
grace!
Lin Cheng could only think of this word to describe her.
The eldest sister obviously has a hot and explosive figure, but sister Siyeon highlights her elegance even more vividly.
The calves wrapped in flesh-colored stockings under the skirt are straight and well-proportioned. When taking steps, the calf muscles tighten and the lines are gentle but not abrupt. The hazy arc is extremely sexy.
Wearing black glossy high heels, Lin Cheng was a little lost in thought when listening to the sound of high heels hitting the ground.
This woman is simply the most deadly poison to him.
Zheng Shiyan didn't rush to say hello, went around to the other side, opened the car door and got in.
Lin Cheng asked with a smile: "Sister Shiyan! I miss you so much."
Zheng Shiyan lowered her head and fastened her seat belt, and asked in a calm voice, "When did you come back?"
"Just now, I came to see you when I got back."
"kindness."
"Hey! Long time no see, your reaction is so dull? You don't even smile when you see me?"
Lin Cheng was a little angry.
Even though he was so happy to see her, Zheng Shiyan still looked unenthusiastic.
After fastening her seat belt, Zheng Shiyan turned to look at him.
"Eunxi misses you so much."
"What about you? Have you missed me?"
She turned to look out the window, her eyes trembling slightly.
"good."
The voice was very low, and if Lin Cheng hadn't been very focused, he almost couldn't hear it clearly.
The corners of his mouth raised crazily.
Lin Cheng started the car.
"Shall we go to school? Enxi will finish class in a while. Do you want to buy some dinner ingredients first?"
