Chapter 662 Male Mistress
"No need to pay this month's salary, just get out."
Faced with the front desk clerk's explanation, Leng Jun not only refused to listen, but also wanted to deduct her salary directly.
The manager winked at the receptionist, telling her to stop talking, because the more she talked, the worse her treatment would be.
But how could she just refuse a salary of 20,000 yuan a month? The receptionist was unwilling to give up and looked at Xiang Zhimu to beg for mercy: "Miss, I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, it was my fault for not recognizing the great man. Please tell Mr. Leng, I beg you, I really can't lose this job."
The person who used to be so arrogant in front of him was now begging him so humbly. Xiang Zhimu didn't feel refreshed when he saw this. Instead, he felt a sense of grief for the victim.
In fact, what is the difference between her and the receptionist? Her life can be easily manipulated by Leng Jun, and she has no control over her own life. She may even become more miserable the more she struggles.
"I don't blame her. It's just that I'm blind to think that she can marry into the group of Mr. Leng," Xiang Zhimu said coldly, then turned and walked towards the elevator.
Leng Jun was already feeling guilty because of his answer to Shen Weiyang just now. Seeing her leave with a cold face, he was even more afraid that she would be angry. He didn't care about what was happening at the front desk and immediately chased after her.
"Mumu, don't take to heart what I just said to my mother. In my heart, you are already..."
"What is it already?" Xiang Zhimu interrupted him with a sneer, "I don't know what my identity is, but you must be a mistress, a third party who destroys other people's marriages. How dare you give me an identity here? Do you deserve it?"
She had a cold face and a cold heart, and spoke without mercy.
But Leng Jun was not angry at all. Instead, he looked at her with a smile and said, "Yes, yes, I am a mistress. I am shameless, okay? As long as you are willing to be with me, any identity is fine."
Neuropathy.
Seeing his stubborn attitude, Xiang Zhimu knew that whatever he said would be considered flirting in his eyes, so he simply said nothing and got into the elevator in silence.
In fact, there was a special elevator for the president, but Leng Jun didn't want her to feel that there was a hierarchy between them, so he took the employee elevator with her.
When the employees saw Mr. Xiao Leng appear in the employee elevator, their eyes widened like bells.
"What's up?"
Leng Jun looked at him coldly and asked.
The young employee shook his head hurriedly and turned away in fright.
Xiang Zhimu felt strange, but didn't think much about it.
The design company she currently works for is a small company that shares an office building with other companies, and there is no such thing as a dedicated elevator for the president.
"Rest here for a while. I'll talk to my mom about something. Then I'll pick you up and take you to Shan Jianqing. We'll have dinner together then."
In the elevator, Leng Jun tried very hard to hold her hand, but after getting out of the elevator, he let go of it on his own initiative, which was very similar to the reaction when he coldly told Shen Weiyang that she was just an ordinary friend.
As if avoiding suspicion.
That's right, the Leng family is still in the hands of his parents. Even if he is the eldest son of the Leng family, he doesn't dare to mess around with a married woman.
Xiang Zhimu held the bag tightly, thinking about the things inside, and felt more confident.
Leng Jun brought her to the door of a lounge with elegant and noble decoration, and then went to a larger office.
Xiang Zhimu listened to him and pushed the door open, intending to sit for a while to avoid the embarrassment of standing outside.
But I didn't expect to see an acquaintance when I opened the door.
"You said you were going to buy it for me. So what if you don't have a driver's license? If you can buy it for your brother, why can't you buy it for me, Leng Huaijin! Tell me, are you biased towards boys over girls?"
In the lounge, a coquettish and bright girl was pulling a handsome man's hair and acting coquettishly, looking very fierce.
The man just smiled dotingly and helplessly, and had no way to deal with her.
A huge sense of familiarity came over me.
Xiang Zhimu stared at the man in front of her in a daze. It seemed that some vague memory flashed through her mind, but when she wanted to catch it, she couldn't.
"Sister Mumu."
It was Leng Shaoai's surprised voice that awakened Xiang Zhimu from his chaotic memories.
With outsiders around, Leng Huaijin wouldn't let his daughter act so recklessly. He pulled her hand off his head, regained his elder's dignity, and asked, "Your friend?"
Leng Shaoai laughed awkwardly twice: "Yes, we are very good friends, but, but why are you here?"
Leng Huaijin and Leng Jun look so similar and often appear in the news. Even if Xiang Zhimu is slow to react, he knows that he is Leng Jun's father, Leng Huaijin.
And Leng Shaoai.
She is so close to a big shot like Leng Huaijin, and she even calls Leng Jun "big brother". It is very likely that she is the youngest daughter of the Leng family.
She is not a poor girl who works and studies at all.
Leng Shaoai ran to Xiang Zhimu with a guilty and anxious heart, and begged for mercy carefully: "Sister Mumu, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lie to you, but I really was working in a restaurant during that time, and I, I didn't want anyone to know that I was working there."
Her father was reluctant to let her go out to work, but the boy she liked worked there, so how could she pursue him if they were not colleagues?
If her father and brothers knew about this, they would buy the small restaurant and kick the boy out.
Xiang Zhimu couldn't tell whether she was angry or not, but when she thought about her current relationship with Leng Jun, she felt that she and Shao Ai could no longer be friends.
"It's okay, everyone has their own secrets."
Xiang Zhimu smiled gently and reached out to touch Leng Shaoai's head as he did before.
Leng Shaoai was relieved, but when he saw Leng Huaijin also stand up from the sofa and walk towards him, the stone in his heart was hanging again.
Her eldest brother warned her not to let her family know Xiang Zhimu's name, otherwise he would sell the restaurant where her idol worked.
That’s right, the reason she became friends with Xiang Zhimu so quickly was because her elder brother fell in love with her and did something improper in the name of friendship.
"Shao Ai, why don't you introduce your friend to me?"
Leng Huaijin became more and more stern and serious in front of outsiders, but since the other party was his daughter's friend, he was much kinder than he was to outsiders.
Moreover, he had a very familiar feeling about this girl.
"Xiao Mu, you can just call her Xiao Mu. We met by chance. She's a very good sister." Leng Shaoai suddenly had an idea, which gave Leng Huaijin the illusion that Xiang Zhimu's surname was Mu. "Sister Mu Mu, this is my dad. Isn't he super handsome? I have three brothers who are just as handsome as him. I also have a super, super beautiful sister. She looks as beautiful as my mom."
Xiang Zhimu greeted Leng Huaijin with a polite smile, but she was complaining in her heart. She felt like she had met all of Leng Jun's family members on this trip today.
If that USB drive is handed over to Shen Weiyang later, I don’t know how big a storm it will cause.
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