The two people woke up at around six o'clock and didn't get up until almost half past eight.
Song Wanwan sneaked out from under the quilt and ran straight back to his home across the street.
Otherwise, she and Rong Luchi will be absent from work today!
Rong Luchi lay on the bed, looking at the fleeing figure with an unsatisfied look.
He took out his cell phone and gave instructions to Mu Sen.
Ask him to prepare two breakfasts.
Song Wanwan returned home, washed up in a hurry, then took the car keys and went out.
As soon as I went out, I saw a man leaning against the door of his house.
Song Wanwan's clear eyes fell on his handsome face with clear edges and his tall figure in a suit and tie.
He wore a well-ironed suit and looked calm and composed.
It was completely different from her hurried behavior.
Is this the difference between a CEO and an employee?
"If I'm late today, I won't pay any attention to you!"
Song Wanwan closed the door and spoke to him in a fierce voice.
Rong Luchi put away his phone, walked to the elevator with a smile and pressed the elevator button.
"I'll take you there. My car is fast and I'll be there in fifteen minutes."
"You're embarrassing me. I wouldn't dare take your car to work even if I had a hundred guts."
The president is her driver.
Not tomorrow, but in an hour, she may become popular on the Internet again.
Then with so many employees in Rong Corporation, any one of them could torture her to death with just a glance.
"You've used people before, what are you afraid of?"
Rong Luchi pressed the door-closing button and looked at Song Wanwan beside him with gloomy eyes.
Her long hair was slightly messy and she only had two buttons on her shirt.
Looking down from his high vantage point, he could see something different.
"Button your clothes tightly so anyone taller than you can see it."
Song Wanwan looked down at her buttons, then looked up at him again.
"No, it's so lifeless." Song Wanwan shook her long hair and fiddled with it with her hands.
She was not wearing any makeup and was wearing a professional suit of white shirt and black pants.
But that flick of hair was full of charm.
The elegance, nobility and charm in every gesture are all in the fingertips passing through the hair.
Rong Luchi stood in front of him and took action directly.
Button both of her clothes.
Song Wanwan: "..."
"Do you have obsessive-compulsive disorder?"
Looking at how neatly his shirt is buttoned, I'm afraid this guy might have obsessive-compulsive disorder.
It's quite uncomfortable to button up all the buttons of the shirt.
"If you don't button it properly, I'll make you wear a turtleneck tomorrow."
Rong Luchi turned around and stood beside her, his hands in his pockets, his tone full of dominance.
Song Wanwan gave her a coquettish look.
"I don't like to button them all up, I'll just leave one loose, otherwise I can't breathe."
She was a little scared. This man was a man of his word. Maybe he could really make her neck full of strawberries.
As soon as the elevator opened, we arrived at the basement.
Song Wanwan pressed the car lock, and the green Mini was particularly eye-catching among the luxury cars.
Like a baby carriage.
"If you don't drive fast enough, you'll be cut off during the morning rush hour."
"I'll take you to the intersection, and then you can take Mu Sen's car to the basement level. That's my private parking space, and no one else is there."
He had witnessed with his own eyes that morning that her small car was barely surviving in the cracks of traffic.
"No, I can do it!"
Song Wanwan said as he walked to the car door and opened it.
Rong Luchi saw that she was persistent and did not force her.
He locked the car. Today he was driving the Phantom.
Song Wanwan got in the car and started it.
Then he saw Rong Luchi's car drove out first.
"Follow me."
The driver's window was lowered, and the light fell on the man's angular face, making him look particularly handsome and heroic.
"Oh, okay."
Song Wanwan didn't refuse.
Following the Phantom, people will automatically make way for you during the morning rush hour.
good!
Song Wanwan was no longer panicked.
Her car was not going fast, so Rong Luchi also slowed down.
Two cars appeared on the road one after the other.
Even million-dollar luxury cars give way when seeing the Phantom logo.
During the morning rush hour, the cars in front and on both sides of the Phantom all gave way.
The only thing that was following closely behind was the green Mini.
This is what is called parading in public.
This was the first time Song Wanwan drove so leisurely.
"What kind of prodigal son is this? He drives a multi-million dollar luxury car like an electric scooter?"
A male driver who pulled over said jealously.
"Didn't you see the little Mini behind him? It was leading the way!
This must be some prodigal son's new way of picking up girls."
His co-pilot echoed.
Song Wanwan watched as the cars automatically moved to the side and slowed down.
It looked like he was retreating.
"Hahahaha, this day has come to me too!"
She had always been pushed aside and squeezed by others, but finally she was able to hold her head high and feel proud.
Song Wanwan suddenly stopped being anxious.
The journey was smooth and I had plenty of time when I arrived at the company.
When Song Wanwan got off the car, Rong Luchi also got off the car. She secretly made a heart shape to him.
Then he ran to the employee elevator.
He still has a conscience and knows how to coax people.
Rong Luchi closed the car door in a good mood, locked it, and walked towards the exclusive elevator.
Song Wanwan took the staff elevator.
It was the morning rush hour.
The elevator went up to the first floor and many colleagues came in.
Song Wanwan didn't recognize him and stood in the corner.
The Rong employees queuing at the door were very orderly and it wasn't crowded.
But after they entered the elevator, someone deliberately pushed Song Wanwan into a corner and stepped on her little white shoes.
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