Chapter 8

In the center of the city, in a grand building, countless staff are busy.

Maybe they are very common here, and sometimes they have to bow down to survive, but as long as they get out of the gate of the building, they will immediately straighten up and become high-income people respected by others.

a beautiful woman in occupation uniform sits at her desk. Her makeup is very delicate. She draws a faint eye liner, spreads a transparent lip gloss, and walks on a pair of white belts and high heels. She has long legs leaning against the chair and a thin silk stockings.

"Dong, Dong, Dong."

There was a slight knock on the door.

Song Hanshan props her elbow on the table and props up her chin with her hands. She seems to be bored and dazed, as if thinking about something.

"Come in."

A woman also wearing a professional uniform came in, high-heeled shoes on the ground made a crisp sound, holding a folder on Song Hanshan's desktop.

"Manager, this is the information you need. Hey, what are you doing? It's all like this these days, isn't spring heart moving?"

Song Hanshan responded, but she did not change her face, nor did she blush as her little daughter did, looking at the woman calmly.

"Have you made the schedule you were asked to make yesterday, girl? I want to see it today."

"Ah! I didn't say give it tomorrow. I haven't finished it yet. "

The woman immediately lost her footing.

Song Hanshan just smiled and said, "I'm not going to do it soon. I'll get it early tomorrow. I dare to talk to you, but I can't clean you up."

After the woman left, she flipped through the information in front of her at will, but she felt that she could not read it at all, so she simply stopped reading it and continued to stay in her hair.

Recalling that day, song Hanshan gradually had a look in her eyes, but she laughed at herself.

"Oh, I didn't expect that the heroic bridge would also happen to me."

"His name seems to be Anyang."

Anyang is not too high or handsome, but it looks sunny and feels very good.

Especially that day, she only watched it on TV. Maybe her father's bodyguard has such strength, but there is no small gangster dare to challenge him.

After all, Anyang is not tall and handsome, but it is better than bodyguards. The most unusual thing is that Anyang left in a hurry that day, which really made her care about today.

Most of the heroic bridge to save the United States appears on TV, but if it does happen, few people can deny its killing power to a woman.

Perhaps there is also a rebellious factor in this. She was rich in clothes and food when she was young, but it seems that the whole life is doomed. She yearns for a love of her own, more than ordinary people.

"Alas..."

Song Hanshan sighed, continued to open the documents on his desk, and looked attentively.

Anyang helped her once, but didn't ask for any return. This fairy tale bridge, for any girl, will remember for a while in her heart.

But she knows better. Maybe in a short time, she will forget this matter completely and Anyang. After all, the interaction between them is limited.

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After three months of hard work, Anyang will not treat himself badly. What's more, now he not only has more than 100000 yuan in his card, but also has 50000 dollars left in his carry on space, so he doesn't need to save money.

He found a very high-end hotel to eat, but he was alone, different from other people's fish and meat, he only ordered a few dishes, but ate clean.

Just about to check out, the mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrated. He picked it up and saw the picture of a middle-aged woman on the screen. He was tangled in his heart. He still swiped his fingers to connect the phone.

Ji Weiwei went back for a visit. I don't know if she told her parents about his resignation, but she shouldn't.

"Hello, Ma."

"Anyang, what are you doing now?"

"I'm eating out."

"You said that you didn't learn how to cook when you were at home. Now, how expensive it is to eat out."

"Cough I can't, I just can't make it delicious. "

"I don't know you. How are you doing out there? How is your work? Is it going well?"

Anyang's heart thumped, silent for a moment, and quickly turned to the topic.

"Mom, I know to take care of myself, so I won't let you worry about it. OK, if you have anything to say, I haven't checked out yet."

"You little boy, your mother wants to call you. Can't you? Do you have to do something to call you?"

Anyang curled his mouth and said, "OK, mom, I'll call you back when I get home. I'll pay first."

The voice at the other end of the phone was a little anxious: "wait a minute, you child, why are you so anxious? After eating, you should sit more, rest and go out."

Anyang had no choice but to say, "what are you going to do?""You child Didn't your sister finish the college entrance examination a few days ago? She said she would come to the provincial capital with her classmates to play and relax. She should have arrived yesterday. I thought you were in Jinguan city. I asked your sister to call you. Did you get it? "

"Well Maybe I haven't called, or my cell phone is off. "

Anyang smiled bitterly. He did have a younger sister named Anyu.

But Anyu is beautiful and has good grades. She takes the first place in everything. No matter her relatives, friends, teachers or classmates hold her up, she is also very proud of her character. On the contrary, he is the opposite textbook. Apart from being admitted to a famous university, Anyu basically has no achievements. Anyu's character is not right with him since he was a child. When he grows up, he looks down on him even more.

How could Anyu call him in such a relationship? I guess she just agreed to deal with it at that time.

Anyang's mother is Xie Yunqing.

Xie Yunqing sighed and said, "well, it's time for your sister to go to college. She's still so ignorant, but you've been working for a year. You can't be as ignorant as your sister."

Anyang helplessly said, "OK, I'll call her later."

Xie Yunqing nodded on the other side of the phone and said, "I don't mean anything else. I'm graduating from high school and going to college soon. I want you to take your sister to buy some decent clothes and cultivate your brother and sister's feelings by the way. It's been ten years in a room, but the relationship is so discordant. It's a joke to say it."

Anyang said in silence, "in this era, where can't we buy decent clothes, Yancheng is not bad."

Xie Yunqing's tone was firm and said, "it's settled. I'll call you later. How can a girl not have a few beautiful clothes?"

"You don't have to fight for money. It's natural to buy clothes for my sister. I have money by myself."

"Keep your salary, no matter whether you buy a house or a car. In a word, find a girlfriend for me and your father."

"Mom, I really don't need it."

Anyang has not finished speaking. The phone has been hung up.

After a while, he was on his way to the bank. A message came from the bank.

Although his ShenZhouHang mobile card has been thrown away, he is used to it. This time travel mobile phone will intercept everything about the previous number, such as SMS and phone.

Looking at the five thousand yuan that just arrived, he shook his head and smiled bitterly.

The old couple are willing to buy clothes for him. They didn't buy clothes that expensive when they were young. One zero is worth more than the most expensive clothes he bought when he was reading.

When he went to the bank, Anyang was ready to convert the remaining US dollars into RMB, totaling 50000 US dollars, or 300000 RMB. He checked on the Internet. There were many restrictions on foreign currency exchange in the past few days, but recently many policies have been opened, and the control of foreign currency is not so strict.

As soon as he entered the bank, he met an acquaintance, who was stunned.

A thin man with glasses almost stepped into the bank with him. He looks older than Anyang. I'm afraid he's nearly 30 years old. There's a shallow scar on his face. Next to him is a woman wearing a sexy ol uniform and squeezing a deep groove in her chest.

Fu Jianming, a man nearly 30 years old, was his former immediate superior. He was not strong in ability and power. He liked to point fingers and paint in a field he didn't understand at all, and he was very small.

This gorgeous woman is called Wang Qin. She used to be famous for her coquettishness. It's said that she was physically superior until she became a director of the finance department. He didn't know the details.

Fu Jianming was in a bad mood, so he would give directions in the company. At that time, Anyang had just been out of school for a year, but Lingjiao had not been polished, so he had a dispute with him, and he hated it from then on.

For every company, technical staff are very popular. According to the regulations of Anyang company, Fu Jianming, as the director of Technology Department, is not qualified to dismiss his employees, so he will pick up Anyang's thorns every three to five times in this year. Until recently, he finally seized the opportunity and forced Anyang to resign.

It's not easy for college students just out of school to get such a high salary. Anyang has been holding back for the salary of eight thousand one months until the moment of resignation. The scar on Fu Jianming's face is his masterpiece. The last cell phone was broken at that time.

Seeing Anyang, Fu Jianming's face suddenly sank and said, "Anyang, why are you here?"

Anyang's eyes were cold. He glanced at the two security guards not far away and said scornfully, "is BOC owned by your family? Can you all come? Why can't I come?"

Fu Jianming knew what he was thinking as soon as he looked at him. He was a little nervous. After all, his height and body size were far inferior to Anyang. At this time, he was alone and had to bear his breath.

"You Very good, you don't think your resignation is over. I won't forget that you hit me. It's not over! "