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Chapter 1 Preface

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    Tong Chunxia was a little uneasy standing at the door of the king's general office.

    The whole company worked overtime for a month to come up with the plan. It is said that it only took ten minutes to propose it to Jingcheng Company, and then was knocked down by Xu Jinzhi, the second-in-command of the other party.

    It's not a bang, it's just that the other party didn't have the patience to finish listening, and asked three straight-to-the-point questions, but the king faltered and blushed and couldn't answer, and their team came back disheartened like a bereaved dog.

    Half an hour ago, the king always had his hands on his hips, full of momentum, saliva splashing, using his rich vocabulary and superb physical fitness, and continuously insulting the entire team from physical to psychological in all aspects.

    The entire floor still echoed with Mr. Wang's powerful and powerful voice.

    Half an hour later, she, a little illustrator, was called to the boss's office alone.

    Tong Chunxia only felt a little unsteady when he played the pipa with his legs.

    So it's not like calling her over alone to insult her again?

    It was not her project to die, but it was a pity that the leather bag company, Miao Xiaoyao, was very aggressive, and another illustrator spread her hands after she became pregnant, so she could only take over halfway.

    She carefully thought about whether she had offended the king recently, but all she could think of was her diligent and conscientious appearance.

    It just so happened that the king in the office raised his head and met Chunxia's eyes.

    Spring and summer were shocked, and hurriedly knocked on the door politely.

    The king was always smiling, completely unaware of the ruthlessness that just happened just now, and just straight to the point: "I heard from personnel that you graduated from No. 1 Middle School in Yangcheng City?"

    Chunxia's intuition is not good. Hearing the tone of Mr. Wang, he knew it was not a good thing.

    She hesitated and said, "Is?"

    The king always showed displeasure, "Yes, why not? Tomorrow at 6 o'clock in the afternoon, you bring the materials and go to propose with me."

    Chun Xia frowned, proposed, didn't this project get banned just now?

    Where is she, a little illustrator, qualified to propose with the boss?

    What's more, it is such an important cooperation.

    Chun Xia said tremblingly: "Our project doesn't mean"

    "You don't need to worry about this. I have asked the marketing department to change the plan according to Mr. Xu's opinion. You will go with me tomorrow."

    Chun Xia's teeth were trembling, and he always felt that the banquet was not a good one, so he asked immediately: "Mr. Wangthisisn't it appropriate?"

    Mr. Wang lowered his voice, "Don't be nervous. Mr. Xu is also from the No. 1 Middle School of the city. I will arrange dinner tomorrow. You don't need to say anything. You are only responsible for enlivening the atmosphere. Don't make the atmosphere too rigid."

    Chun Xia forced a smile, "Thisisn't it good? It's not that Mr. Wang doesn't know me, I'm a clumsy person, I'm the last thing to do"

    The king made up his mind, he didn't even bother to say a few words of comfort, he just ordered: "Dress better tomorrow."

    He looked her up and down, "Put on high heels. Make your legs look longer."

    Wait, what the hell.

    How come the more you listen, the less serious you become?

    "Mr. Wang, I don't have high heels" Before he finished speaking, Mr. Wang pretended to be busy and waved to her, "Go out, I'm busy here."

    Chun Xia frowned slightly, why did she always feel that things were going in a strange direction?

    She rubbed her hands and returned to her work station. Her colleagues were already busy. Liu Yin came over and asked curiously, "What's going on?"

    "What does the king meanit seems that I asked to make a proposal?"

    "You?" Liu Yin was a little surprised, "Why?"

    Chun Xia blinked her eyes, and said in a daze, "I don't know. But I heard that meaning, I want to use my beauty to confuse the other party."

    Liu Yin laughed tremblingly, "Why don't you just refuse?"

    "I've already hinted crazily, but the king always kicked me out. He also asked me to wear high heels tomorrow to show my long legs. Do you think I'm going to make a proposal, or to pick up customers?"

    Liu Yin smiled even more exaggeratedly, "What should I do then?"

    "Do you think it's too late for me to resign today?"

    "If you resign now, a narrow-minded person like the King will definitely smear you behind your back."

    "It is well-founded and successfully persuaded me."

    "But you are not at a loss." Liu Yin smiled unfathomably, "Mr.You won't be able to hear anything ugly.  "

    Chun Xia became interested, "Are you so handsome?"

    "Yes, this man should only exist in the sky, and his saliva flows down three thousand feet."

    Chunxia praised: "Good poetry, good poetry."

    "But it seems that the legs and feet are a bit inconvenient." Liu Yin followed up again, showing regret.

    Chunxia's face suddenly became tense, and her voice changed a little, "What's inconvenient?"

    "I don't know. I saw a cane next to his seat, so I didn't dare to ask."

    Tong Chunxia's hands trembled slightly, his eyes dimmed, and something seemed to be moved in his heart.

    Could it be Duan Yanqiu?

    But that person is far away on the other side, how could he appear here?  What's more, one is surnamed Duan and the other is surnamed Xu.

    It's just a coincidence.

    It's really strange.

    Ever since she knew what happened to that person, whenever she met someone with inconvenient legs and feet, she would take a second look.

    I was vaguely thinking, could it be him?

    But how could it be him.

    I'm afraid that he will never appear on this land in his lifetime.

    No matter how many times she felt familiar with her back and movements, it was nothing more than her hallucination.

    That's the way it is said, but Chunxia dare not be ambiguous after all.

    ? For this plan, everyone worked together and worked without sleep all night, repeatedly revising several drafts, and finally finalized the final plan at four o'clock in the afternoon.

    Chun Xia still went home, took a shower, and changed her clothes.

    She looked hesitantly at the high-heeled shoes in the shoe cabinet, then looked around at the house she bought cruelly at the time, remembering that she still owed the mortgage for thirty years, gritted her teeth, put down the canvas shoes, and put on the high-heeled shoes.

    Adulthood is a surprise.

    Unexpectedly, she, Tong Chunxia, ??would one day bow down for a few buckets of rice.

    Going around, the once sharp edges and corners have been polished extremely smooth by reality.

    She, Tong Chunxia, ??is just an ordinary person.

    It's a pity that when ordinary people are squeezing the bus, their stockings are cut by the passenger's umbrella.

    In spring and summer, the clothes can only be stretched and barely covered.

    When we arrived at the gate of Jingcheng Real Estate Company, Mr. Wang and two other colleagues were already waiting.

    ? As dusk approached, it was time to get off work, and there was a drizzle in the sky.  The street lights were dim, and elite men and women in twos and threes passed by holding umbrellas.

    ? In spring and summer, she didn't bring an umbrella, and under the slanting wind and drizzle, her feet were 8 cm high-heeled shoes, which made it difficult for her to walk.

    When approaching, my colleague smiled and said: "I don't dress up in spring and summer on weekdays. This dress looks better than the female stars on TV."

    Another female colleague said: "When Ren Chunxia usually has no makeup, she looks better than ordinary people. Look at her skin, it is white and bright."

    Chun Xia said with a smile: "Stop making fun of me."

    Nonsense, she was rated as the school beauty in middle school and university back then, and there were hundreds of boys who chased her.

    It's just a pity that God is fair and gave her beauty and figure, but didn't give her a brilliant mind.

    Otherwise, in her third year of high school, how could she work so hard, only sleeping for four or five hours a day, thinking that God rewards hard work, but barely passed the second line.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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