Ding Ling is an ordinary fresh graduate.

When she entered the society after graduation, she realized many things she didn't understand before. As soon as I arrived at a company, I was scared away by the constant harassment of my greasy boss before I got familiar with the business.

After several job failures, he finally joined a folk custom company as a clerk, responsible for some copywriting work.

She cherished the job opportunity and the boss didn't show up almost every day. There is only one female colleague, sister Gu, who has a good temper. The so-called office culture is different from her.

Just write propaganda soft articles every day, and try to wrap the set of strange forces and gods in soft articles. After all, it is feudal superstition, and it will be 404 if you say it openly.

But this business really makes money. The boss plays golf, goes to see feng shui and carries out folk activities. Hundreds of thousands will arrive.

It's all pure profit. There's no cost at all. I have 4500 yuan a month with five insurances and one gold. In the eyes of the boss, it is loose change leaked out of my fingers.

Sister Gu said that there were tens of thousands of year-end dividends every year, which made Ding Ling's eyes red. Buying a house or a car is not a dream, even in a first tier city like Yangcheng.

But I can't talk much. My former employee was fired by the boss just because he said two more words and didn't know if he offended anyone.

Today, Ding Ling came to work happily, wearing light makeup and a professional manager suit. She is a standard urban beauty fan. Except for herself, no one knows that she works in a folk culture company.

Just after getting off the subway, Ding Ling tidied up her crowded clothes, and her mobile phone rang.

Take out a look, Ding Ling immediately subconsciously stood firm, with a professional smile on his face. It's the boss who is away from home all day and is not in the company at all.

"Boss."

"I'll be at the company right away."

"Er... OK, it must be no problem! Do I need to prepare anything?"

"OK, OK."

Ding Ling put down the phone and was a little hung up.

The boss wants to take himself out to do business. Is it difficult that the salty pig's hand finally can't bear to stretch out to himself?

She felt a little uneasy, but no matter what she thought, it was impossible to refuse directly. It's a pity to lose such a simple and easy job. How hard it is to earn money now. This job... Ding Ling wants to work all his life if possible.

Open the handbag and take a look. The anti wolf spray is still there, and Ding Ling's heart is steady.

But do you want to use it for the boss? Once his salty pig's hand reached out to himself... Although he had just entered the society, Ding Ling felt deeply hurt by being simply cooked twice.

At that time, Ding Ling comforted himself.

Instead of going to the office building, she waited for the boss's car below.

A gray black Bentley stopped in front of him. The window fell. A young man looked at it with a straight face. His eyes were deep. He said softly, "Ding Ling, get in the car."

“……”

Ding Ling was stunned. Is his boss so young? Sister Gu didn't say, and Ding Ling didn't find the boss's information. I thought it was a greasy uncle over half a hundred years old. Unexpectedly, it was a "Uncle" in his thirties.

Uncle and uncle are different. In front of us, needless to say, the Bentley alone dispelled all Ding Ling's doubts.

I can't say my appearance is high. It's just ordinary, but how many young people can sit Bentley.

Ding Ling carefully pulled her hair over her ear, showed her most beautiful smile, bowed slightly and said, "boss."

"Hurry up and get on the bus."

Er, his temper is a little bad. He is too impatient, Ding Ling thought to himself.

After getting on the bus, Ding Ling was a little nervous. She sat in a corner at a loss, like an innocent little white rabbit.

But the young and promising boss didn't say a word to her, just kept calling.

Observing his words and expressions, Ding Ling probably knows what to do today.

He is a vase. As an ornament around the boss, he wants to be a guest in a large family. Being a guest is nothing more than marriage and funeral. Looking at the Tang costume on the boss, it should not be a funeral, but a wedding.

"My last name is Liu, Liu Mu Chun." After being busy, the boss said, "I've been busy lately. I haven't been back to the company much. I've read some soft articles you wrote. The writing style is pretty good."

"Thank you, boss. I'll work harder."

"Today you are my girlfriend. Don't talk. No matter what you hear or see, you'd better not say a word." Liu Mu Chun asked.

"OK, boss."

"The clothes are too bad. I'll go to taiguli later and give you 20 minutes to change a suit." Liu muchun was obviously not interested in chatting with Ding Ling. He looked at it and arranged it faintly.

On this day, Ding Ling was like a princess in a fairy tale. She bought a fit and low-key luxury and stood next to her boss as a vase.

The salty pig hand that had worried about didn't exist. The boss didn't seem to be interested in her at all. Ding Ling was a little disgusted about it. Salty pig hands will be unhappy if they do it. It seems that not doing it makes her more upset.

She found it strange that the car seemed to have no destination and circled around the city. Liu muchun has been calling to inquire, but there is no result.

In Ding Ling's opinion, boss Liu is already young. It is observed that the car should not be rented for the facade, but the boss's private car.

He should be in a hurry to meet someone, but he is always turned away by his cold face. Not to mention, the boss didn't give up. He kept smiling and asking people for questions.

With the passage of time, Ding Ling found that the boss's temper seemed to be getting worse and worse, and his eyebrows were frowning and tightening. She knows how to say nothing, and can casually spend more than 100000 yuan to package the owner of such a vase... Can she easily offend?

The money just spent in taiguli is the card of the boss. Ding Ling is looking forward to the boss's success today. Otherwise, he doesn't know what's going on with the money.

Liu muchun was holding a mobile phone in his hand, and his left thumb was beating on the other four fingers, like a dancing spirit.

After entering the industry for a period of time, Ding Ling knew that this was the so-called calculation. It turned out that his boss had real skills. But what on earth made him so worried?

I don't know how long later, Ding Ling's right hand phone made a buzzing vibration. He opened his eyes and immediately connected the phone.

"The First Affiliated Hospital of Tiannan Medical University, I see. Thank you, elder martial brother." Liu muchun gently said a word of thanks, and then hung up his cell phone with a happy face.

"Go to the surgery room of the First Affiliated Hospital of Tiannan Medical University." Liu muchun said to the driver.

"OK."

"Do we have any acquaintances on that side?"

"Yes, I'll contact you right away." The driver immediately replied.