Chapter 8

The kraft paper bag slipped in front of Cen Qinghe, and the new sharp corner of the bag happened to cross the back of Cen Qinghe's hand. She felt a stabbing pain in her hand. When she looked down, a red mark appeared. In a few seconds, the edge was swollen.

Eyebrow subconsciously a frown, originally painful, cen Qinghe looked up again, the woman on the opposite sofa is still holding arms, a face who owes her appearance.

CEN Qinghe immediately fire big, looked at her one eye, steps to walk toward the door.

Seeing this, the woman immediately stood up and stopped Cen Qinghe's way. She raised eyebrows and looked at her and said, "let you take things away. Can't you hear them?"

CEN Qinghe from small to big, the most annoying people in front of her shouting, eyes show disgust, she said back: "you can't hear it? I'm only responsible for delivering things. You don't want to give them back. "

Said, cen Qinghe wants to bypass the people in front of him. But the woman grabbed her arm, raised her chin and said, "who are you from shangshao city? When did you two hook up? "

"What's wrong with you? Pay attention to your words! " CEN Qinghe frowns.

The woman sneered and went on: "why? When a third party interferes with other people's feelings and exposes you to anger? I'm afraid people say you don't do it. When you're mounting, you want to set up a memorial archway? "

Her words have touched Cen Qinghe's bad luck. Cen Qinghe immediately threw his arm. The woman was stunned and let her stagger to the side and stepped back two steps. She reached for the table and glared at Cen Qinghe. She caught a glimpse of the drink on the table, so she grabbed the cup and raised her hand toward Cen Qinghe.

CEN Qinghe didn't expect that she had this action. Although he hid, two-thirds of the whole cup of drink was spilled on her face and body. At this moment, all the patience and self-cultivation all disappeared, a fire rushed to the top of her head, she lost all sense, staring at the woman in the opposite direction.

The woman is frightened by Cen Qinghe's momentum, but she can't stand in the same place and wait for a fight. She has to wave her bag and try to start first.

It's not Cen Qinghe who looks down on her. How can she win a fight in a 10 cm high-heeled shoe? Her eyes show boredom and disdain, look at the neutral, a foot, directly kick in the woman's stomach.

She was wearing flat shoes, which kicked the woman to the ground.

The woman called out. Maybe her high-heeled shoes sprang to her feet, so she didn't stand up immediately. She covered her stomach, and after a while, she looked up angrily at Cen Qinghe and pointed to her and cried and scolded: "you're dead. Dare you hit me?"

CEN Qinghe stepped to her side, and the woman's face immediately changed, and her shoulder shrank back.

He picked up another drink from the table. Cen Qinghe stood in front of her and looked down at her. Without saying a word, he turned his wrist directly, and a whole cup of iced coffee went down his head.

"Ah..." Women's screams filled the room.

But Cen Qinghe just said coldly: "give you money is to look up to you, if you dare to do it again, it is toasts do not eat, eat and punish wine, don't say I did not warn you, don't wait until people and money are empty, you will know what is not to do will not die!"

After that, she smashed the cup to the woman's side. The broken glass was all over the place, and the woman sitting on the ground was frightened to scream.

With orange juice on her head and face, cen Qinghe could see the large stains on the white T-shirt as soon as she lowered her head. Her mood suddenly became very bad. Before she left the club, she was not less affected by the side eyes and white eyes of the people nearby.

Out of the club door, black face to the street, on the way, the mobile phone rings, is a strange number.

CEN Qinghe connected, and a familiar male voice came from inside: "I'm diagonally opposite you."

It was the voice of shangshao city. Cen Qinghe raised his eyes instinctively and looked at the opposite side of the street. There was the silver white McLaren sports car.

She didn't say anything, pressed the hang up button and walked across in anger.

Step wind, cen Qinghe came to the opposite side of the car, did not get on the car, but stood in the driver's seat door, stretched out his hand to knock a few windows.

Window down, revealing Shang Shao city that is very handsome but let her incomparably angry face. She immediately glared at her eyes and said: "director of Commerce, I came to Shengtian to apply for real estate sales, not the third child er'nan! If you... "

"It's part of your future work."

CEN Qinghe's words have not finished, see shangshao city suddenly handed out a piece of A4 paper containing bank card from the window.

CEN Qinghe is also curious, so temporarily swallow the unfinished words back into his stomach.

She took a look, the top of A4 paper is a row of relatively large font, which says: confidentiality contract.

The content of the contract is very simple. Shang Shaocheng hired her to be his personal assistant. She helped him deal with some personal "affairs" and kept it confidential. What he offered was a separate salary and a guarantee for her formal job in Shengtian, that is, holding a golden rice bowl and winning a gold medal.

There were few words on the paper, and Cen Qinghe almost finished reading it. It was just that the contract came so suddenly that she didn't know how to respond.

Shang Shaocheng sat in the car, looked up at her a little and said, "you can solve things faster than I thought. I think you will be very suitable for this position."What position? Help him deal with his emotional disputes and send people with money?

CEN Qinghe inevitably looked at the city of Shao in Shang Dynasty with a far-reaching vision.

And Shang Shao city showed today's first smile, arm out of the car, handed a piece of paper towel to her, thin lips opened, said in a voice: "Miss Cen, I need your help."

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