After hanging up the phone, Kubao packed up his small schoolbag, took all his pocket money and went out.
"Master, I want to go to the Imperial Group, 3q!"
The driver looked at Coolbao through the reflector and then drove off.
"Master, thank you!" Kubao handed a handful of money to the driver, then raised his head and looked at the thirty-six-story Empire Building. It was really very tall.
Is this where Mommy comes from?
Why don't he go in and have some fun too.
At this time, Kubao was walking towards the gate of the Empire Group, and a car drove over from the north. Kubao didn't pay much attention at all. With a "bang", Kubao fell there.
But the people in the car were startled, opened their seat belts, pushed the door and got out of the car.
Looking at Ku Bao lying on the ground, he was startled, squatted down and held Ku Bao in his arms, "Little friend, what's wrong with you? You, are you okay!?" Qingchi shouted with a dark face, although
It is said that their boss is a gangster, and killing someone is nothing. But he actually hit someone, and he was still a little friend. He will have an uneasy conscience and seek reprimand.
QQ, on the other hand, closed her eyes and fell into his arms without saying a word.
"Damn it!" Qingchi hugged QQ and got into the car.
Then he started the car and walked towards the hospital, but he seemed to remember something again, so he put on the headset and dialed a number, "Hey, boss, something happened to me, I... hit someone..."
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A pair of high-heeled boots, a beige windbreaker, and black stockings underneath. Her brown hair is slightly spread behind her, and she is carrying a square bag casually on her shoulders. "Hello, I am a designer at Crystal Stone Company. Come here.
I'm sending a design draft to your president!" Jing Jing stood at the front desk and said gently.
"Oh, you take the elevator and turn left on the 36th floor!" the front desk lady said gently.
"Okay, thank you!" So he quietly took the elevator up.
"Hello, I'm the designer of Crystal Stone and I'm here to deliver a manuscript. Where is your president's office?" Jing Jing asked calmly as before.
The female secretary glanced at her, her eyes containing too much, "Our president is in a meeting, please go to the VIP room and wait for a while!"
"Oh, okay, then may I ask..."
"Over there..." Before Jing Jing could ask, the secretary pointed directly to the north and said without raising his head.
Jing Jing turned around and looked at the secretary awkwardly, "Thank you!" After that, she walked towards the VIP room.
At this moment, the phone rang, "Hello, hello!"
"What, a car accident!?" Jing Jing felt that her mind went blank. Tianyu had a car accident!?
With a clatter, the manuscript fell to the ground, An Anjing turned around and ran out.