A terminally ill max-level rich woman transmigrated into a book, becoming the pitiful fake heiress female supporting character.
Zhi Yun originally wanted to seriously experience an ordinary l...
It's more than miserable.
He was locked up in the mansion for nearly four months.
I finally got out with the help of Kerry. I was penniless. I exchanged my only jewelry for money to pay for the trip to Xihua, and now I have very little left.
She is the seventh lady of the Teng family and has a very noble status. No one would disrespect her after knowing her identity.
Just because of her noble status.
Now, not only has she lost her identity, she has nothing.
"Come with me, I will take you in temporarily, but I'm not a pushover, you have to work for me." Zhiyun said.
"Yes, I can work for you, and I can also be your nanny."
"Heh..." Zhiyun laughed, shook her head and said, "No need for a babysitter. I'll give you the position of president of the Baijing Chamber of Commerce first. Information is flowing in all directions there, so you will not only be responsible for managing the chamber of commerce, but also for helping me pass on business information."
"Really?"
"Well, but you have to try it first. I will only use you if you are capable of doing the job. Otherwise, I will continue to use other people I have arranged." These words were not cruel at all.
Only those who are capable can do the job.
"I can. I will definitely take good care of the Chamber of Commerce for you." Teng Qianqian vowed.
"Then come with me first. I'll ask Wei to arrange another place for you to stay, and the money will be transferred to your card."
After saying that, Zhiyun had already walked ahead.
Teng Qianqian followed Zhiyun happily.
I rested at home for a few days... Oh no, it's not really resting...
As long as Teng Qianqian is around, Zhiyun has never had peace.
Teng Qianqian seems to have unlimited energy to make trouble.
Zhi's father and mother have to go to work, Zhi must go to class, and Wei Lai has to deal with the work assigned by Zhiyun.
So Zhiyun and Teng Qianqian, who was temporarily taking her in, accompanied her.
afternoon.
When going out, Zhiyun changed into a special H-style floral top and tight pencil pants, which perfectly enhanced her figure. She had her hair permed, with big curly waves.
She had a double-strap white CHANEL bag slung over her shoulder, and sandals. She looked very youthful, like a college student.
Teng Qianqian drove a Lamborghini supercar, wearing oversized sunglasses. "Zhiyun, I haven't driven like this in a long time."
This car belongs to Zhiyun.
Zhiyun, who was sitting in the passenger seat, raised his sunglasses and said, "I'll take you to eat something delicious later."
"I want to eat hot pot, haha."
"Okay." Zhiyun agreed.
Teng Qianqian cheered.
The car arrived outside the Xi'an Film Academy and students came out one after another.
The supercar was particularly eye-catching, attracting countless people's attention. It would have been fine if Teng Qianqian didn't get out of the car. As soon as Teng Qianqian got out of the car, another luxury car drove over soon.
There are a lot of rich second-generations studying at Xiying.
If you pick one up anywhere, you’ll find a lot of rich second-generations driving luxury supercars.
"Miss, can you add me on WeChat?" A very handsome young man got out of the passenger seat of a red Ferrari and walked towards Teng Qianqian.
Teng Qianqian took off her sunglasses and asked, "Little brother, do you want to flirt with me?"
The boy smiled very nicely, with beautiful dimples: "Well, it's not that I want to flirt with you, I just have a special liking for you."
Teng Qianqian took out her phone and said, "Come here, let me scan you."
The two happily added each other on WeChat.
And they quickly started chatting enthusiastically.
Zhiyun in the car: "..."
She didn't roll down the window, she just knocked.
Teng Qianqian realized, "Oh, right away," she almost forgot about the main thing, she was going in to find Zhifei.