Chapter 1

Yangcheng.

The sun shines high in August.

Outside Shentong express Liucui Street banking office, a girl in broad work clothes is skillfully packing express packages.

After the last express was sealed, the girl got on the small tricycle neatly and started the car.

"Wait, Kuang Yiyi, help deliver a meal." Before she left, there was a voice of anxiety behind her.

Kuang Yiyi suddenly pressed the handbrake and turned back to show a sweet smile, "OK, manager Wang."

Manager Wang handed Kuang Yiyi an exquisite black lacquer wooden food box with a note, address and telephone number on it.

He repeatedly exhorted: "Yiyi, this time the customer identity is very unusual, you must deliver it on time."

Kuang Yiyi picks up his eyebrows, picks up the lunch box and looks at the address. It's a group building.

It's just the boss of the company.

Kuang Yi doesn't realize manager Wang's nervousness at all. She thinks that as long as she doesn't make mistakes, no matter how high her identity is, there's nothing to be nervous about.

So, he said with a smile: "manager Wang, you can rest assured."

Waving goodbye to manager Wang, Kuang Yiyi drove a small tricycle directly on the road.

Half an hour later, the car stopped outside a skyscraper.

Kuang Yiyi takes out his mobile phone from his pocket and dials according to the number on the lunch box.

At the same time.

It's in the president's office on the sixty sixth floor of Tianyun building.

A tall, cold man was lying in front of the big boss's desk, with a pen in his hand, writing something.

He inclined eyebrows into the temples, eyes such as ink, a pair of thin lips slightly pursed under the high nose, quiet as snow.

Suddenly, the telephone on the Secretary's desk outside rings, breaking the silence.

It's the off-duty time. The clerk at the Secretary Desk hasn't come yet. Normally, the call should be transferred to the mobile phone. Maybe the Secretary on duty today is careless and forgot about it.

The phone rang tirelessly. The man's good-looking brow wrinkled slightly. He threw down his pen and strode out to pick up the phone.

No one answered the phone all the time. Kuang Yiyi was a little impatient and was about to hang up. Unexpectedly, a cold voice came from the other end, "hello?"

The sound was cold and thin. At first glance, it seemed that the blade had scraped into the eardrum.

Kuang Yiyi shivered and said in a timid voice, "Hello, sir, I'm here to deliver the meal. The meal you ordered in Shengtang pavilion has arrived. Please go downstairs."

"Send it up." Coldly spit out a few words, the man directly hung up the phone, strode back to the office, thinking about the upcoming acquisition in the next quarter.

Kuang Yiyi is just about to say that if it's sent up, it's going to cost more, but he hangs up.

"Hum, big ice, send it up. Anyway, there's a running fee." Kuang Yiyi pouts, so she has to lock the car and go upstairs to see him off.

Carrying the lunch box, Kuang Yiyi had a smooth journey and quickly entered the elevator.

Pressing the 66th floor, she couldn't help thinking curiously, could it be the president's office? Isn't the person who ordered the meal the president?

Shengtang Pavilion is the top Chinese restaurant in Yangcheng. There are often not enough people to deliver meals, so she often helps manager Wang deliver meals. She has a good idea of the layout of these high-end office buildings.

Generally speaking, the higher the number of floors, the larger the position.

Finally, "Ding" sound, the elevator reached the top floor.

Kuang Yi stepped into the hall and saw that the ground was made of waxed marble. He couldn't help taking some care at his feet.

Who would have thought that it was too bad today. Even if she was careful, the accident still happened.

Just a few steps out, the soles of the feet slipped and accidentally fell on the ground.

The lunch box tilted and fell to her feet. Fortunately, she stabilized it in time, otherwise the soup would have to be spilled out.

Lucky!

Kuang Yi patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

Get up again, Kuang Yi doesn't dare to be careless this time.

Carefully walked to the closed office door, gently knocked on the door, gently and politely called: "anyone? I'm the delivery man. Your order is here

The white ink cold head in front of the desk also does not lift, "enter!"

Kuang Yiyi grabs the lunch box tightly and walks into the office timidly.

At a glance, I saw the cold faced man in front of the desk.

The man raised his head, a light glance at her, thin lips gently, "put it down."

Kuang Yi's eyes widened, even his breath choked.

Finally, I saw what it means to look like a distant mountain and a star.

Man's temperament is very cold, it seems so unattainable.

That pair of deep eyes just gently sweep over, then let her have a kind of uncomfortable feeling, that moment is like being shrouded in the cold wind suddenly snow, thin lips pursed into a line, lips light hook, hook out the radian of the United States is dizzy!

Kuang Yi started with a little red face.It's the first time in her life that she's ever seen such a beautiful man. It's very nice not to lose her manners.

Shock to shock, she did not forget the most important thing, cleared her throat and said: "Er, that, my..." Meal delivery!

But the man didn't allow her to talk at all, so he frowned and said coldly, "put things away, you go out!"

Kuang Yi stares at the man with big eyes.

Fierce what fierce ah, do not know to buy things to pay it.

If you don't want to give her money, you can't rush her away.

She stood there with all her heart, motionless.

In addition, he held up his small face and said, "please, the meal fee is 668 yuan, plus the delivery fee of 10 yuan, a total of 678 yuan, thank you!"

Her voice just fell, white ink cold suddenly put down the pen, no longer continue to write down the mood.

He raised his eyes and looked coldly at the girl at the door, pouring out a faint angry breath from his head and feet.

Kuang Yi has a big mouth.

What can he be angry about? She's not happy yet. She's working hard to deliver food, but when it comes to giving money, she's reluctant to meet such a guest.

She blushed, clenched her fists, and said stubbornly, "either you pay now, or you don't eat. I'll take back the meal. Anyway, don't try to send me back first. I won't accept credit!"

When it comes to the last sentence, I still hold my neck high.

White ink cold corner of the mouth cold a hook, hook out a touch of if there is no irony.

Then, suddenly, he stood up from his position.

Kuang Yiyi took a step back.

This man, is very tall, standing there straight like a pine tree, the whole body is full of lonely high cool thin breath.

But he stopped behind the leather chair, picked up the suit and took out a black wallet from his pocket.

Is this the rhythm of money?

Kuang Yi's eyes brightened, and his heart suddenly dropped.

Hey, hey, just give me money.

She is a small person. Although the 10 yuan and 20 yuan meal delivery fee is not much, it will accumulate over time.

Never thought that she was easy to relax, but because of the man's next words, she mentioned it again.

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