At ten pm.

The road is empty.

A black car came out of the corner.

This is a luxury model of a high-end car brand. It is said that it is sold in limited quantities all over the world, and the price is very moving.

Of course, what matches the price is the rumored high configuration, whether it's the engine or

"Bang!"

The shrill sound of explosion sounded on the quiet road.

It is said that the tire, which is made of the most advanced technology and materials in the world, is the most durable tire in the world.

On the smooth, bumpless asphalt:)

the man in the driver's seat pursed his lips expressionless, not surprisingly.

He pulled up on the side of the road and called the car company and the insurance company respectively.

Then I called my assistant.

"I'm on XX Road, XXX Avenue. Come and pick me up. Um, double the bonus this month."

Xiao Li, an assistant who has just finished a candlelight dinner with his girlfriend and is preparing for a romantic night sport, sighs deeply.

"What's wrong?" the girlfriend pouted out

Xiao Li kisses her lip: "the boss is temporarily busy, dear, I will accompany you to buy the bag you always want at the weekend."

"Who needs that bag?" his girlfriend muttered

Xiao Li gave her another kiss: "I promise! This weekend, I will not work overtime and accompany you all the way

My girlfriend just let him go.

When Xiao Li drove to XXX Avenue, the protagonist of this story, Heng Shuai, the president of Hengshi group, who is in charge of the economic, political and cultural lifeline of state Z, is standing on the edge of the empty road thinking about life.

There is no doubt that men have all the standard equipment that the president should have.

Young, handsome, rich.

Different from other sexy and cheap presidents, he is younger, more handsome and richer than them.

When Xiao Li arrived in a hurry, he saw Heng Shuai standing alone beside the luxury car.

From his point of view, you can see his boss's side face.

Deep eye socket, high nose, perfect chin radian.

According to the editor in chief of a fashion magazine, Mr. Heng, the mole on the tip of his ear, is ten times more beautiful than others.

If he had not been born in the Heng family, he would have been born with power and position in his hands. He would have suffered a lot from this appearance.

He just stood there at will, with a cold look, and the green belts everywhere behind him seemed to have risen several grades in an instant and turned into a well cared garden in the castle.

Top luxury car, top handsome guy.

In the dead of night.

It's just the beginning of the romantic encounter in the idol drama!

If the car doesn't have a flat tire.

Xiao Li sighed and got out of the car.

"Mr. Heng."

Heng Shuai took a look at him. In their eyes, they both saw some indescribable taste.

"You didn't ask the driver to pick me up until he got on the car

Heng Shuai's cold face collapsed: "I just want to try, can I have such a time, let me drive home smoothly."

Xiao Li:

It's miserable.

Really.

After he graduated from University, he was anxious to find a job. He submitted his resume to more than a dozen companies at one go. Among them, the least hopeful was Heng.

Everyone knows that Hengshi is the leader in the enterprises of Z country and the big man in the big men.

Even if it's just looking for an ordinary staff member in state Z, it's also a large number of elite colleges and universities who want to get in.

Although Xiao Li's education is not bad, he thinks that he is just a beginner and can't compete with the talents who have been working in the workplace for many years.

Who knows, three days later, he received the induction notice.

Not even an interview.

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ha ha ha ha, determined to spoil all the presidents.

If you write fast, maybe there will be another one before 12 o'clock. If you write slowly, it will be past 12 o'clock.

In short, there will be a night shift.

See you later, mamda