On the street, Zhuang sits on a park bench, warm and tired. The whole person is in a dull state. Under the seemingly calm appearance, her whole heart is tearing and dripping blood.
The red lips under the mask have been broken due to the force of biting, but she can't feel the pain at all, because in her heart, the most painful thing is to get along with Joe muzer in this period of ti, close her eyes, those beautiful and warm pictures that she thinks have beco a kind of deception, the mories that she doesn't want to touch.
Even imagine, can arouse her whole body's anger, shiver.
Her face was covered by black glasses and masks. No one recognized her. She was the heroine on the advertisent screen not far away.
The beautiful girl, the favorite of thousands of people.
Zhuang warm tears once again co up, let her red eyes, ca astringent pain.
Even passers-by can feel her sadness and give her a curious and sympathetic look.
Qiao's group and Qiao muzer look at the electronic tax paynt docunts six years ago in the computer. Because they are not very complete, he just browses so of them first. When the actual account list is cleared, he checks it again, and must find out the events of that year.
No matter what the result is, he is ready to accept, because he promised Zhuang Nuan that he would give her an answer.
He rubbed his eyebrows and stood up in front of the floor to floor window. The slender figure was like a charming picture, which made Yang Li, who knocked on the door, sigh. If the appearance is worthy of temperant, the most famous male star is not as good as her boss!
That share does not need to act, does not need to pretend to reveal the noble spirit, in the show.
"Mr. Joe, I've already bought the ingredients for dinner and put them in your car."
"Well! Give a cup of coffee. " Choumuze replied in a low voice.
"Mr. Qiao, you've had too much coffee today. Let make you a cup of tea! If you drink too much, it will be bad for your stomach. " Yang Li said that she was thirty-two years old, smart and capable, and was dug up by Qiao Muze as soon as she sat in this position.
Compared with those won with more thoughts, Yang Li is a grateful person. She will never give Qiao muzer too much participation in her personal life, let alone ssy ideas.
"Coffee." Joe gazed at the distance, but firmly asked for coffee.
Because he still needs to look at the next quarter's books, he wants to have the most lucid spirit.
Yang Li nodded. "OK."
Yang Li also did not understand why the boss suddenly cared so much about the accounts six years ago. In addition to the electronic files, even the stored data were taken out and re cleared.
Joe muzer is really tired. Last night, he suffered from insomnia. He had a eting this morning. Now, he feels that his body is protesting.
At this ti, he will think of Zhuang Nuan in his mind. Only when he thinks of her, his whole spirit will be renewed, as if the goal of life is more clear, which is a direction he has never had before.
Qiao Muze suddenly saw the huge screen not far away, and also put Zhuang Nuan's advertisent on it. With a smile on his lips and a blink around his arm, he enjoyed it. Every fra of her picture was so beautiful that he was moved.
So why didn't he know her three years ago? Instead, I kept avoiding her and didn't want to involve anything about her. I just learned about her music progress from Zhou Tao's words.
At the mont, Qiao Muze has a sense of pride. He has created a new star in the future. As long as Zhuang Nuan is willing to work hard, her future achievents will be brilliant.
When she reached the summit, he hoped that the man standing beside her was him, only him.
He won't let n near her.
Joe muzer gave birth to a strong sense of tyranny, as if soone else dared to make her idea, he had an impulse to fight with others.
"You've got your coffee, boss." Yang Li pushes the door in, puts the coffee on his desk and turns to leave.
Qiao Muze turns back to his position, holds up his coffee, taps his long fingers on the health plate, turns to the unfinished account book, and continues to squint his eyes to check it.
Zhuang wennuan has been sitting in the park for a long ti, and her head is clear. Suddenly, she wants to question Qiao Muze, why do you cheat her and do it.
Zhuang wennuan looks up at the particularly dazzling high-rise building in the building. She bites her teeth. Her anger makes her stand up and co out of the park to a taxi stop. She reaches for a taxi.
"Miss, where are you going?" A female driver looked back at her.
Zhuang wennuan said a word from the mask, "Central Avenue, Qiao group."
The female driver looked at her sad and didn't talk with her much. She put songs all the way. Zhuang looked out of the window and cried several tis because she heard love songs.
More than 20 minutes later, the car arrived at the front door of the Qiao group. Zhuang wennuan paid to get off. She was standing in front of the magnificent building with a box in her hand. She looked up and almost towered into the high building in the cloud. She bit her teeth and walked into the hall towards the front desk.Eight receptionists are busy. One of them looks up at her and smiles to welco her.
"Who do you want, miss?"
"I'm looking for Joe muzer." Zhuang warms directly.
Attracted a row of front desk young lady imdiately all stare over, straight Leng Leng of look at her, because she blocked the face, this group of people only think she is a girl who has nothing to do.
So girls who didn't know how to co to the company to find the president also happened. Especially once, Qiao Muze's photo published the cover of a financial magazine, which attracted more than a dozen girls who were crazy about flowers to co in a month and covet to see Qiao Muze.
"Excuse , miss. Do you have an appointnt?" The front desk lady asked with a stiff smile.
Zhuang wennuan shook her head, and then she thought, this is not a casual place to co in, and Qiao Muze is not a casual person to see.
She thought for a mont, reached out to take off the black fra glasses, and also took off the mask. Although she was pale, her facial features were clearly presented in the eyes of the front desk lady.
"I'm Zhuang Nuan. I want to see him." Zhuang never thought that the scandal with Qiao muzer could bring her this benefit.
The front desk lady was imdiately surprised. Unexpectedly, they could see Zhuang Nuan herself.
"You are miss Zhuang wennuan, my God! It turned out to be Miss Zhuang. I was rude just now. "
"May I go up to see him?" Zhuang asked again.
The front desk ladies have a look at each other, that is to say, the village is warm. Where do they have the right to stop?
"Miss Zhuang, please follow . This way, please."
"Would you please look after my suitcase for ?" Zhuang wennuan pushes the gift box aside.
"OK, no problem. This way, please." The front desk lady is very warm to her. Zhuang Nuan is very likely to be the future owner of Qiao group, and they can't afford to offend her.
But they also noticed that Zhuang's warm eyes were red and swollen, and her face was pale, but she was really beautiful.
Zhuang Nuan stood in the elevator. She took a deep breath and tried to hold back her tears. She was about to see this man and question him. But why was her heart so painful?
It hurt so much that every ti she breathed, there was a sharp tingling in the position of her heart. The front desk lady presses the floor of the general office. This is a private elevator. The elevator goes up in a straight line. There is no parking floor in the middle. It reaches the fifty eighth floor very quickly.
Zhuang wennuan once ca here. Last ti when she was going to return his suit, she still rembered the ti when she ca here. Between her and this man, she was still a stranger. This ti, she ca here as if she had passed a century.
And the mood is all kinds of taste.
After getting off the elevator, Zhuang wennuan said to the front desk lady beside him, "I'll go to find him myself!"
"OK." The receptionist nodded and went back to the elevator.
Zhuang wennuan walked in the spacious air corridor. The scenery around him was like standing on the shoulders of giants. There was only the prosperity of the whole city.
But at the mont, Zhuang warm did not want to appreciate it. She clenched her fist, and her anger, her pain, and her near collapse mood filled her heart.
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