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After Zhao Ting got on the sports car and then the accelerator blew, Wang Yang stood in his place and his chin fell to the ground.

It seems that Zhao Ting is a very rich second generation. Then he No wonder he doesn't like the lobster at all.

Fu Ran has good grades and strong professional skills. Even though his family background is not very good, he is still very competitive. As for Qiu Chenxi and Zhao Ting, they are the second generation of officials and the second generation of rich people. If they really want to stay in the Ministry of foreign affairs and go through the back door, it is not very difficult.

As for him and Hou Jun, they are not only the last two to come in, but also have no family background and background. They can't compete professionally. Are there really no opportunities?

But Wang Yang's face was particularly ugly when he thought of the Houjun inside.

Hou Jun is not a fool. He is trying to curry favor with Qiu Chenxi.

Wang Yang, with a cold face, turned back.

Today, Fu Ran is still the most courageous and has paid his own money. In comparison, among these four people, Fu Ran is the most respectable one for Wang Yang.

First, because she was really talented and learned, she was not arrogant and flattering. He decided to get along with Fu ran more. As for Hou Jun, he was the first to look down on her.

But this is the reality. If Hou Jun wants to stay, maybe this is the only way. If Qiu Chenxi is really on the list, even if he can't stay in the Ministry of foreign affairs, will the hope of staying in city B be greater.

As for Qiu Chenxi, who was still paying inside, watching the waiter come back with his bank card, he said to her with an apologetic face: "I'm sorry, you don't have enough money in your card, so you can't brush it out." Qiu Chenxi's face turned green directly. Hou Jun, who stood on one side, was silent. He felt Qiu Chenxi's eyes falling on him. He regretted that he didn't leave with Wang Yang. At this time, if he could take out a bank card with a cool and handsome look, he would say: "it doesn't matter. I have it here. Brush mine." That Qiu Chenxi will certainly be moved to embrace it.

Unfortunately, this is all his beautiful imagination. In fact, he has nothing. He is really afraid to hear Qiu Chenxi ask him to borrow money, and he is so embarrassed that he can't take out any money.

Finally, Qiu Chenxi said with a straight face: "forget it, my uncle is the manager of Shicheng, please put him in his name, he will deal with it."

"Well, unless manager Shi tells us in person, otherwise we don't have the authority."

Qiu Chenxi cold face: "OK, I'll make a phone call."

Finally, when they left the hotel, Qiu Chenxi was like walking out of the ice cellar.

"Well, dawn, I'll see you off. Where do you live?" Hou Jun raised a flattering smile.

Qiu Chenxi's eyes flashed a trace of scorn: "you send me? How are you going to give me a ride? Do you have a car? Forget it. I'll drive back by myself. You can go back by yourself. "

Qiu Chenxi is really in a bad mood today, and has no time to deal with Hou Jun, so regardless of his embarrassed expression, he left.

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Fu ran, who left first, did not know what happened later. If she did, she would be more happy to leave first.

She didn't want to take advantage of Qiu Chenxi, as if she owed her something, so it was better not to be involved.

Taking a taxi back to her residence, she washed and fell asleep.

The next morning, Fu ran was woken up. It wasn't a loud noise, like someone washing and flushing in the next room. Fu ran rubbed her sleepy eyes, picked up the mobile phone on one side and found that she could continue to sleep for half an hour before the alarm clock time set by herself, so she turned over and fell asleep.

But before long, the sound of rushing water stopped, but the sound of footsteps came.

Fu ran was woken up and suddenly sat up from the bed.

It's impossible. Old Lin lives alone in this house. It's impossible for other people's footsteps to live here alone.

If we want to hear these voices in the middle of the night, Fu ran will suspect that he is haunted. But it's dawn. Is there a ghost?

She didn't believe it.

But if it wasn't a ghost, how did these sounds come from? Fu ran really thought more and more terrible. So he got out of bed carefully, and the cat walked to the door of the room and listened.

Yes, the sound of footsteps was there, and she had just passed her door. She was so frightened that she immediately stared at her door and did not dare to breathe.

Until the sound of the footsteps went far away, she quietly opened the door, suddenly, a fragrance of rice porridge came, someone cooking at home? Hearing the sound coming from the kitchen, Fu ran looked around, picked up the broom in the corner, and slowly approached the kitchen.

God, when she came to the kitchen door, she really saw a man standing in the kitchen.

How can there be a man in old Lin's house? Where does this man come from? It's not a gangster who thinks that there is no one in the house, so he enters the house.At the thought of this possibility, Fu ran could not help it. He took a broom and approached him quietly. Then he beat him hard on his back: "thief, kill you a damned thief. Do you dare to sneak in, kill you, kill you!"

Add the sticks and sticks. The man who beat the fried eggs was flustered and dodged again and again. Finally, he grasped the broom at the right time. He did not get angry and said, "you woman, you can see if you can fight again. Damn it, stop it!"

Fu Ran's eyes are going to protrude, looking at the embarrassed man in front of him: "Mu Shenrong, how are you? Why are you here?"

God, is she still awake, this early in the morning, unexpectedly saw Mu Shenrong.

Mu Shenrong bared his teeth and threw the broom aside, then turned off the gas stove and scolded: "why can't it be me? Depend on it, Fu ran, are you a woman? It's so heavy."

"Don't interrupt the subject, I ask you, why are you here! I'm still playing tricks and scaring people, and how did you get in! "

Mu Shenrong drew up a proud smile: "Why are you here? I'm here. Why are you here? I'm here. What's more, I come in with two legs."

Mu Shenrong made a walking posture with two fingers. Fu ran felt a stomachache: "do you mean that old Lin agrees to live here? No way

"It's impossible. There are two rooms here. You live in one and I live in one. It's not right."

"Impossible, impossible," Fu ran even shook his head. He didn't want to believe that Mr. Lin would agree that Mu Shenrong would live in. "No way. I'll call him!" Mu Shenrong made a gesture of invitation and continued to fry eggs.