The sky was gray, with dark clouds covering the sun.
Wang Zao went to Pulin early the next morning and brought a breakfast carefully prepared by a Michelin chef to Pulin. His subordinates were more and more curious. Who was this person?
Wang Zao didn't know either, he still wanted to know the answer to this question.
Pulin seemed to have slept well. He had been up for a while when Wang Zaon arrived.
This breakfast seemed to suit Pulin's taste, and he still ate it without Wang Zao's strong recommendation.
But even so, Pulin didn't have an accurate answer to Wang Zao's roundabout temptations, but he didn't expect that the more he behaved like this, the more Wang Zao felt that there was some unspeakable relationship between them. Although he was a rich second generation, but
I still have to go to work during the day, and before leaving, I specifically asked my subordinates to take good care of Pulin and meet any needs.
Wang went to the company early, and Pulin sat on the sofa in silence for a while. He asked someone to get a computer. After getting the computer, he did not search for any names or research nearby things, but...
Just open the game.
The most popular gun shooting game nowadays, with more than 50 million users.
The news soon arrived on Wang Zao's mobile phone. Wang Zao thought about it and let people continue to stare at it. Don't worry about anything else.
He was in a daze holding a document. A colleague came over and asked him if it was hard to sleep on the 100,000-foot bed at home, or if he was injured by peas and why he was listless. Wang Zao's identity had never been concealed.
The other employees of the company knew from the beginning that the prince was here to study, and all they had to do was serve the prince well.
However, Wang Zao is different from other second-generation rich people. He has a lively and lovable personality but is not arrogant. On the contrary, he gets along well with his colleagues. As time goes by, everyone will make fun of him.
Wang Zao got himself a bottle of Coke in frustration and said with a sad face: "That would be great, but the key is that I don't know what to do."
"Is it so serious? Wang Zao, you must have been deceived in your relationship, right? You must remember to tell us not to let those women with bad intentions who only want to fight for family property enter our company."
Wang Zao raised his head and was about to be pissed off by this man's imagination. He took a big sip of Feizhai Happy Water and said, "Go to work. All day long, your mind is filled with thoughts about women fighting for family property. Am I so easy to deceive?"
The man actually nodded.
Wang Zao frowned, and the man quickly fled the scene, leaving Wang Zao troubled. In fact, he didn't have to be so embarrassed. Making a decision based on feelings was very suspenseful. If in the end he found out that there was nothing at all, then he would have spent all his money.
Isn’t that money wasted?
Although the money was just pocket change for him at most, the most important thing was that it would make him feel bad. He turned on his phone and wanted to send a message to Song Yuyu to tell him about the strange things he had encountered. The director of the design department
I happened to come over and took him to the meeting.
Song Yuyu's dialog box happened to be displayed on the phone screen, but it soon went dark again.
At the same time, reporter Zhuang brought his things with him to an architectural design magazine in another district of the city for an interview.
He had originally made an appointment with the retired engineer, but the engineer had something to do, so he postponed it until today. He took a taxi to an old residential building. After the engineer retired, he opened a noodle shop nearby.
I focus on cooking delicious food, which makes me feel relaxed and comfortable.
Part of the old residential building nearby has been demolished, and the original residents have moved to more prosperous areas. Only a small number of people still stay here for various reasons. Reporter Zhuang entered a residential building from an alley.
, he went all the way to the fourth floor.
There was a house on the fourth floor with its door open and quiet, but the old engineer he had made an appointment with lived on the fifth floor, one floor away.
The corridor was very abnormal. The trivial sounds of daily life that could be heard on weekdays had disappeared. Reporter Zhuang shook his cell phone and prepared to continue going upstairs. However, the next second, his vision went dark and he lost consciousness.
…
Ying Sisi was lying on the sofa eating potato chips, and she still had time to catch up on all the variety shows she had missed recently. She took her mobile phone and replied with a voice message, "I know, don't worry about me, how are you doing lately, aunt?"
Did they force you to go on a blind date, or did you say, sister, you already have a boyfriend?"
After sending the voice message, there was no reply after waiting for a while. She must have been busy, so Ying Sisi continued to make up for the drama.
After moving to Qi Rihui's house, Ying Sisi wrote another script outline. However, several companies she submitted to said it was not suitable. Either the cost was too high or the script type was inconsistent with the market, and it would definitely not sell well. This greatly hurt Ying Sisi.
However, there are still many benefits after living here. At least she feels that she is much rounder than before. Before, her chin was still pointed, but now she can squeeze out a large piece of flesh with just a little pinch. It is really painful and happy.
With.
After living together, Ying Sisi also got to know Qi Rihui better. A young man with a privileged background did not like to inherit the family business and liked all kinds of things. Just when everyone thought that he had no character, he
At the age of twenty-eight, he decided to become a chef.
It wasn't like before, I actually studied cooking, and then at the age of 29, I worked as a chef at the current five-star hotel - Jiangyuan Hotel, where I have been until this year.
Ying Sisi didn't expect that the other party was already thirty years old, and he was also a rich man.
As a screenwriter, she has a headache. Is it because her vision is too narrow that she is still stuck on the rich second generation characters who are lazy and lazy. Unexpectedly, the recent rich second generation characters have been updated a long time ago. Each of them not only has a career
She has a good heart and a good personality. All in all, she is much better than a loser like her.
She was spread out at home for several days, waiting for Qi Rihui to feed her. Fortunately, Qi Rihui was too lazy to argue with the little girl, otherwise he would have driven her away long ago, but I don't know whether he could succeed.
At around nine o'clock, the door opened, and Qi Rihui carried some ingredients and put on his slippers and entered.
"Tsk, you haven't been out for how many days. Why, there's no news about the script today?"
"Those people have no vision."
Qi Rihui put down the ingredients and went into the kitchen. A voice came from the kitchen, "The screenwriting profession is not easy. If you can't stand it, just go home. Didn't you say that your dad has found a good job for you?"
, as long as you go back."
Ying Sisi said slowly: "Don't try to fool me, I won't just give up and go home."
Qi Rihui was not too disappointed after his little idea was exposed easily. His cell phone suddenly rang, and a friend organized a game and asked him to hang out together.
Qi Rihui rarely went to the bar recently. He glanced at someone on the sofa and replied the message.
Qi Rihui walked out of the kitchen and said in a clear voice, "Change your clothes and take you somewhere."