Chapter 5

CEN Qinghe doesn't remember how she and Cai Xinyuan went home last night. They agreed to celebrate her success in the interview. As a result, they sat down at the dinner table and drank wine, and soon they both cried.

Cai Xinyuan once dreamed of being a successful person. Everywhere she went, she was surrounded by people; But the reality is that she can only pretend to be a grandson, surrounded by others behind, next to hit also have to accompany smiling face.

CEN Qinghe's dream is that his parents will stay in his hometown all their life and marry and have children with a man who loves him. But the reality is that she wanders alone in a strange city thousands of kilometers away.

Cai Xinyuan's family condition is not bad. She used to have a hot personality. She was straightforward and dared to go out to punish evil and promote good with a knife; But now, the huge bustling city and the huge pressure of life, just a person's edge and corner all convergence to smooth, replaced by a seemingly familiar but completely strange himself.

Today's Cai Xinyuan, to put it better, is called eight faceted and exquisite. To put it more difficult, she is Sun Tzu. This is what they were not ashamed of, but they have become the present of CAI Xinyuan and the future of Cen Qinghe.

All night long, she seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping. Her head was full of CAI Xinyuan's red and swollen half of her face, as well as the weakness that piled up in their hearts and dared not touch easily.

There was a familiar and harsh sound in his ear, which Cen Qinghe could hear, but his body was not controlled. Half asleep and half awake, she was finally awakened by the persistent ringing of her mobile phone.

People wake up, but their eyes don't open. CEN Qinghe touched the mobile phone and didn't see who it was. After instinctively connecting, he said in a low voice: "hello..."

A man's voice came from his mobile phone. He said, "I'll be there in 15 minutes. You can go downstairs."

What do you want to go downstairs? Where and where.

CEN Qinghe eyebrows a Cu, more irritable way: "who are you?"

"Shang Shaocheng, we met yesterday for an interview."

Interview... On hearing these two words, cen Qinghe seems to have been splashed with a basin of cold water. In a second, he becomes very sober from drowsiness. She even sat up from the bed. No wonder the man's voice sounded familiar. She went out after grooming, and she went out as a concubine... It was him.

Despite the headache after a night's hangover, cen Qinghe reached for his long hair and quickly changed it into a respectful and polite voice. He said, "Hello, what can I do for you?"

"Business, I have 14 minutes to go. You can do it as soon as possible. I don't like waiting for people."

Then the man hung up.

CEN Qinghe is sitting on the bed, a little trance for a while. It's just more than six in the morning. If it's not for the caller ID on her mobile phone, she's not sure whether she really heard it or imagined it.

Brain a blank, cen Qinghe too late to think, a few seconds later reaction, quickly get out of bed to clean up.

It's all because she and Cai Xinyuan drank too much last night and cried after drinking too much. Now their eyes are swollen like peaches.

I brush my teeth and wash my face quickly. When I think of meeting the marketing director later, I can't go downstairs with this virtue. How can I make up?

She was already very fast, but before she went downstairs, she looked at the time. It had been 17 or 8 minutes.

The man's phone didn't call again, cen Qinghe guess he didn't arrive.

Ran to the outside of the community in a hurry, cen Qinghe looked forward, there was only one car parked on the whole street. It's a silver McLaren with a very low body, and the door is leaning against a young man in a brown casual motorcycle suit.

From the angle of Cen Qinghe, she could only vaguely estimate his height in 183, holding a cigarette in his left hand. While smoking, she looked down at his left wrist from time to time.

Men wearing sunglasses, cen Qinghe can't see the specific appearance, but without exception, just this dress and aura, also enough to make women hormone imbalance.

Looking at it for almost ten seconds, cen Qinghe is more and more suspicious. Is this the person who called her? She hasn't seen the marketing director herself.

Holding the psychology of testing, even if it's not, Quan Dang is chatting back with the handsome guy.

With this in mind, cen Qinghe walked to the man on the street. The closer he came, the more he found that although the sunglasses blocked the man's eyes, they couldn't stop his tall nose, thin but tangible lips, and his almost impeccable facial profile from any angle.

The heart beat a little fast. Cen Qinghe stood in front of the man and said with a smile, "Hello, are you..."

The man just finished smoking a cigarette and threw the cigarette end at his feet. He looked at Cen Qinghe and said in a lukewarm voice: "you're four minutes late. Pay attention next time."

She can't face, but the voice turned to ash, she recognized, it's really him!

At the same time, the man turned to open the door and sat in. CEN Qinghe was still standing on the street, looking at the man in the driver's seat. Her face changed several times, and then fell on a slightly embarrassed smile. She said: "director of Commerce, today is Saturday."

Shang Shaocheng side head, slightly raised his chin to look at the car side of Cen Qinghe, face unchanged, he went back: "so? Do not accept weekend overtime during the interview

Although he was calm, cen Qinghe's back was cold. During the interview, it seems to remind her that she is not a regular employee and has no chance to bargain.

When she hesitated, Shang Shaocheng asked again, "get on the bus."