small apartment
I've been sitting on the sofa at the comic convention for an hour.
Zhao Zhe handed her a glass of water. "Sister Man, don't be angry. My sister is probably just having too much fun. She'll be back soon."
The anime convention worker glanced sideways and said, "That kid surnamed Zhang said she went out to play. Doesn't she know there's a meeting today? Is this company mine? Oh! Now everything is mine, and she just dumps it on me and doesn't care anymore! Is she the boss or am I the boss? Is this how you treat a hands-off manager? How many days has she actually been to this huge company since day one? She only went for a few days and even misappropriated my company's money. Luckily, I'm someone she trusts, otherwise, where would she find a job if I sold it?"
After saying that, she arrogantly crossed her legs and hugged her arms, looking sullen.
Zhao Zhe shrugged. He hadn't said anything, so why was she going all out against him?
Zhao Xiaoyue came in humming a song, and the long tail following behind her only went back when she saw that the captain had gone home.
Their task was to drive the pigs away; once the pigs were gone, they would naturally go back.
As soon as I opened the door and entered my home, the comic convention was already waiting with its participants carrying their bags.
"Hey! There's a comic convention here! Hehe! Let's have hot pot today!"
At the comic convention, he put on a fake smile mask and said, "Let's get to work, Boss Zhao!"
Mr. Zhao frowned and said, "Okay."
Today, Secretary Zheng and I went to Changnan. The matter concerning the man surnamed Wang has been resolved, but the project cannot be delayed; we still need to proceed with the bidding process.
They didn't return until a week later, when Zhao Xiaoyue collapsed onto the sofa.
At the comic convention, all she did was accompany her boyfriend; she disappeared in the blink of an eye.
It exhausted her.
The night before school started, she received a call from Situ Ming.
At that time, he and Min'er were finishing their final assignment.
Min'er took on several tutoring jobs during the holiday and made a fortune.
Of course, for a young girl, fifty yuan a day for forty days, plus the money she earned from part-time jobs elsewhere, would amount to nearly 3,000 yuan.
The adorable little bunny has a huge sum of money.
Zhao Xiaoyue was genuinely happy for her.
The two were talking when the landline rang.
She hesitated for a moment when she saw that the number was an unfamiliar landline number.
She only answered the call when it was time to hang up.
"Hello?"
A pleasant and magnetic voice came from the other end, "It's me, can you recognize it?"
"Huh? Young man? Are you using the school's phone?"
Situ Ming leaned against a pillar in the phone booth, lazily lit a cigarette, took a slow puff, and then answered.
"Yes, it's from the supermarket next to the school."
Zhao Xiaoyue's eyes also sparkled. "Is school starting tomorrow? Has anyone bullied you at school?"
Min'er's wet eyes were filled with disbelief. When did she become so familiar with the Ninth Young Master?
After finishing the last test paper, Zhao Xiaoyue put down her pen and focused on making a phone call.
I still remember when this guy was about to go to college, he asked her about applying to Yenching University.
I was happy after receiving a positive reply.
The person opposite smiled gently, "Not yet. I'm the only one in the dorm; my other roommates haven't moved in yet."
Someone else should take the blame; luckily, no one else can hear it.
Actually, he applied for a single dormitory room.
He always has a cold face, and anyone who sees him will think, "This guy has such a sour face, does someone owe him money?"
"That's good, that's good. Little brother, remember, don't get into conflicts with anyone. In Kyoto, nine out of ten people have powerful connections. Keep a low profile in everything you do!"
Situ Ming flicked the remaining half of his cigarette precisely into the trash can. "Yeah, I know. I won't bother others unless they bother me!"
"Yes, that's right. If someone offends you, beat them up. If you can't beat them, just remember it and I'll avenge you when I get back."
Situ Ming was delighted, "Okay!"
Min'er took a bite of the apple. Why is this being treated like raising a son?
Isn't this exactly what a mother would say to her son?
strangeness.
The two then chatted about some rather pointless topics.
Zhao Xiaoyue thought to herself, "This kid is probably homesick. He's in a completely unfamiliar place and wants to call her, his only friend."
Situ Xiang's concern was that he had to make sure the foxtail grass wouldn't forget him, so they had to keep in touch by phone and letter.
They also registered for Tencent QQ accounts and added each other as friends.
He simply refused to believe that the seed wouldn't sprout.
The second semester of high school was the fastest semester ever; you could say it was a transitional period.
Before we knew it, it was already the end of the year.
This year, Zhao Guozhong called to say that everyone in the family was busy making money, so she and Xiao Zhe could stay in Haishi to spend the New Year with Uncle Pu and didn't need to go back.
Anyway, I won't be staying at home for more than a few days before I have to leave again.
Oh, by the way, my family still doesn't know about Sixth Master Pu's passing.
As for Zhao Xiaoyue's identity as the leader, those in the top circles already know, but no one has ever seen her in person.
Of course, President Zhao was quite unlucky during this period, with things like a car accident, staged accidents, and assassinations. The most bizarre thing was that there were people chasing after Zhao Xiaoyue, whose purpose was to get close to her.
Zhao Xiaoyue could never catch anyone, which frustrated her greatly.
The most dangerous time was when they were arrested at a comic convention, and even more dangerously, Du Jiaming took a bullet for the comic convention.
He fell in love with the comic convention.
After a series of events, Zhao Xiaoyue became certain of one thing: there was a mole within the RL Group.
It's been a year, and the person who wants her dead hasn't come forward. Even the comic conventions don't like her anymore.
Of course, Mr. Zhao didn't take this to heart.
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