"Xiao Miaomiao, what money are you talking about?"
"What project?"
"project?"
"It's not about the project!"
He Miao blinked, and then realized that the conversation between her and Coco for so long was just like a duck talking, and there was no connection at all.
"What is that?" Coco was also confused by her and didn't react at all.
"Mr. Han said that he wanted to give me a sum of money, transfer it from the company, and asked me to get it from you. That's what he just said."
No, in order to ask for money, I can only explain it clearly!
"Didn't he tell you?"
At this point, He Miao discovered that at the critical moment, he could no longer be subtle and it was better to be direct.
"Ah, you're talking about that!"
"You should have told me earlier!"
"I already answered the phone!"
It turned out that he had already given the order?
He Miao finally breathed a sigh of relief, okay, okay, it seems that Boss Han is still very neat in handling things, but she was stingy and misunderstood.
"Wait a moment, I'll turn it around for you right now."
Han Jing started from scratch, and the company's money is almost his own. Therefore, as long as he has his instructions, the cashier will not dare to delay anything.
Transferring money is very convenient. He Miao is an employee of the company, and the cashier has her card number.
Just follow the salary path and transfer one copy to He Miao.
So easy, so simple.
There was a ding, the phone screen flashed, and a message popped up.
oh!
coming!
He Miao immediately picked up the phone and closed her eyes.
This is definitely a text message for transferring money!
no problem!
At the moment when he picked up the phone, He Miao had already seen the number. Of course, it was just a rough estimate.
In front of He Miao, it was just a string of numbers.
She didn't have the guts to see clearly what number this string of numbers came from, what number it started with, and how many numbers there were.
This problem cannot actually be considered a problem.
As long as you can open your eyes and brighten the phone screen, wouldn't everything be solved?
It's clear at a glance.
Unfortunately, He Miao is a timid person.
She dare not face the truth directly, mainly because she is a stakeholder, and the amount of money is directly related to her life.
"Xiao Miaomiao, what are you doing?"
"Does your stomach hurt?"
He Miao closed her eyes tightly, and her teeth seemed to be clenched, because her lips were tightly closed, and Coco couldn't see clearly.
However, her expression was strange at a glance.
Really strange.
The most important thing is that she is still holding her mobile phone as if it is a bomb.
When Coco opened her mouth, He Miao immediately opened her eyes.
Come to your senses!
"Oh, it's okay!"
"Nothing happened at all."
Not daring to face Coco's questioning eyes, He Miao turned around and ran away.
Coco chuckled and said, "Why are you so nervous?"
"You have money to make, yet you still do this."
"The world is really big and full of wonders."
He Miao held her mobile phone and ran all the way to the bathroom. When she entered the single room and locked the door, she gradually calmed down.
One zero, two zeros...
Five!
There are five zeros!
He Miao put her finger on the text message, moved it bit by bit from back to front, and rubbed it bit by bit.
As more and more small circles appeared in front of his eyes, the smile on He Miao's face became more and more obvious.
When the last number appeared, He Miao jumped up immediately!
Good guy!
So much money!
Mr. Han is indeed a good boss!
Reliable!
He Miao is satisfied...
On the other side, Han Jingjing, who had rushed to Zhang's house, was wandering back to the entrance of the alley. She didn't know whether to go in directly or contact Wu Di first.
Gotta go!
Must go!
Wu Di has already said before that he has to take the script class exam today. How can he be absent as an assistant at such a critical moment?
Although Han Jingjing had not fulfilled her responsibility as an artist assistant for a long time, she often ran away and could not be found.
But starting from today, Han Jingjing has made up her mind.
necessary!
From now on, wherever Boss Wu appears, she, Han Jingjing, will appear wherever she goes, never leaving!
Although it doesn't seem to be of any use, even though she doesn't know how to judge the quality of lines at all.
No one informed her that she had to be there.
But what's the point?
She is Wu Di's assistant, and it is natural that she follows him everywhere. In the eyes of many people, when attending various formal occasions, shouldn't an artist have an assistant beside him to run errands?
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In the eyes of outsiders, Han Jingjing and Wu Di should be one. Since they are one, and she is where he is, do they still need to be notified?
There would be no other invitation to Han Jingjing.
This is normal.
The relationship between Jingjing and Wu Di has always been somewhat abnormal, and it is precisely because of these slight abnormalities that Jingjing has some misunderstandings.
Let’s not talk about her here, let’s talk about other artists. When they attend events, their assistants always accompany them.
Will those big-name merchants or organizers arrange special invitations for each artist’s assistant?
Of course it won't.
Since others don't have it, people like Jingjing who are halfway through becoming a monk and are not diligent in doing things should not even have extravagant expectations.
However, if she stands here, can she block Wu Di?
Just when Jingjing was about to call Wu Di to confirm the time, her phone suddenly dinged.
Huh?
What is this?
This is a text message. The text is very short, but the content is amazing.
Tuk-tuk-tuk...
Tuk-tuk-tuk...
"Hey, Xiao Miaomiao, what's going on?"
"How come there is so much money?"
All along, He Miao would send some money to Han Jingjing from time to time. He Miao was Han Jing's secretary, and Jingjing also knew that most of the money was sent under his instruction.
But this is the case with many things. If you don’t tell me, and I don’t tell you, each other can pretend not to know.
As for Jingjing, she kept her face and accepted the money, while Han Jing didn't need to face Jingjing's cold face, both parties were satisfied.
The key to achieving this best-of-both-worlds solution is He Miao.
It's all because of her being the go-between and busy on both sides that the situation can remain relatively stable.
However, such a large sum of money is definitely not He Miao's handiwork.
Han Jingjing knew very well how much her monthly salary was.
This is more than two months of her salary. Is she crazy? Give her so much money at once?
"How can you live on your own if you give me so much money?"
"If I remember correctly, you will be paid in the middle of the month. There is still more than half a month left!"
It wasn't that Han Jingjing was heart-warming and specifically thinking about He Miao, it was her behavior that was unreasonable.
Too abnormal?
Could it be that something happened to Han Jing?
Her free time is coming to an end?
"No, how is it possible?"
"Jingjing, don't think too much, this is all my money." After a long time, He Miao's voice came from the other end of the phone, with such a false tone.
