Chapter 4:

Three hours later, Xu Qiao told Zhu Li on the other end of the ups and downs in the taxi back to the city.
"What then?" Zhu Li became anxious. "You are in a taxi now, so he didn't pick you up from get off work?"
Isn't it "not actually"?
She said it was not safe, and she didn't take any action. She had been "that" for a long time, so she had to say something wronged--that's nothing!
He even left the sentence "Goodbye" and drove away with a smile.
Zhu Li exclaimed: "Master, you see, you start with a wave, and find that you can't change your mouth immediately after the fire is waiting, and leave yourself a way out. Then if you leave the ground one sentence, one sentence retreat, one sentence forward, one sentence backward, and the last one' Goodbye' Hook you up and look forward to seeing you next time... Isn't this just a way to lie to the innocent girl! You can afford this bit?"
Xu Qiao hummed unconvincedly: "Then I am not an innocent girl! I can see this too."
"What's the matter, plan to use your two experiences in love with elementary school chickens that add up to less than a month to fight against this kind of flower veteran?"
Xu Qiao felt guilty when she said, "No way?"
"Yes, but it's not necessary. I see you shopping around the world and you are happy like a fairy. Are you still short of men's moisture?"
"I don't lack men, but my dad lacks!"
The taxi driver gave her a horrified look in the rearview mirror.
Xu Qiao ignored me and continued: "Don't underestimate me. I deliberately gave him one more change this time, and he will definitely come back to me. If he comes, see how I turn Beicheng upside down."
Zhu Li sighed, and suddenly felt a little sympathetic to the Mr. Pagani—thinking that he had flirted with an easygirl who was just about to come and go, but it turned out to be a great Buddha who can disturb his house and make the city full of storms.
It's easy to ask the Buddha to send it to the Buddha. This veteran of the flowers attracts a fairy flower in the world, and it is not necessarily unlucky for anyone.
"Well, I don't underestimate you, but Miss Xu, please remember that today there is something more important than your Mr. Pagani."
"I remember, I'm here to cut the ribbon for you."
This is also the reason why Xu Qiao promised Feng Sa Sa to change shift the day before yesterday. How could she be slaughtered with her temper, but she would take what she needed to make room for today.
"But all the clothes you can get are at home, what should I do?" Zhu Li asked.
"I asked my brother to steal it for me, and now go and connect with him. You can ask the driver to pick me up at the hotel at noon."

Xu Qiao has a younger brother who is six years younger than her.
Mingzhe walked up the back door privately, Xu Xun leaned against the security door, and when he saw Xu Qiao approaching, he cursed his hair impatiently, and pulled out a huge black garbage bag from behind the wall.
Xu Qiao stunned and pointed behind him: "Don't tell me, did you put my skirt in there?"
"Otherwise? The house guards you against thieves."
"Then you can't mess up like this..." Xu Qiao choked with anger. "Did I not help you when your pocket money was spent, or stabbed your parents about smoking? Now I ask you to help. Are you busy, do you have this attitude?"
"Then I didn't give you a bag when you caused trouble, or did I stabbed your parents about your staying away at night? Ask someone for help to repay a face that others owe you 80 billion. The whole world deserves to surround you. Is the princess sick but not the princess's life?"
Xu Qiao rubbed her ears in disbelief, "Did you eat explosives today?"
The piercing class bell interrupted the dispute between the siblings.
Xu Xun picked up the garbage bag and threw it through the security door. When Xu Qiao caught it, he turned his head and left.
"Xu Xun, stop for me!"
He frowned and turned his head and saw Xu Qiao change his face in a second, holding the garbage bag and looking at him bitterly: "I have no money to take a taxi back to the hotel..."
"Do you think I have? Just because you asked me to get the money, my card was frozen."
Oh, no wonder he stabbed so much today.
Xu Qiao lowered her head and sighed, bewildered for a while, and suddenly saw a hand appear under her eyes.
In the palm of his hand are two shiny silver coins.
Xu Qiao raised her head and saw Xu Xun looking down at her from a high altitude.
She glanced at him, then at two coins, biting her lip embarrassedly: "Your sister hasn't taken a bus since I was five years old..."
Xu Yu stuffed the coin into her hand and pointed to the stop sign on the opposite side of the road:
It’s still too late to learn again. Go there and wait for Route 301, get on the bus at the front door, get off at the back door of the 13th stop, and press ahead. Special seats are reserved for the elderly, weak, sick, and pregnant women and children. Don’t sit shamelessly, you will be beaten."
"..."

It wasn't until he dragged the garbage bag onto the bus in a daze that Xu Qiao became annoyed that he hadn't played well in the fight.
Xu Xun said that her princess was sick, she reluctantly admitted, but said that she did not have the princess life, she was not convinced.
After all, her name, Xu Qiao, was far from becoming popular in the era when the Internet was still underdeveloped. It was once hung on banners by lottery stations across the country as a cash cow.
The reason for all this was that she helped her father draw a set of numbers with mahjong tiles, and Xu's family won 20 million prizes.
This wealth of China was called a huge amount of money, and Xu Qiao became popular in the lottery circle for a while.
At that time, someone said that you might not recognize which player you bought the football lottery support, but you will never forget to talk to your friends before the draw: Xu Qiao is with you.
Although Xu Qiao’s good fortune has never been replicated, the myth of this time is enough for Xu’s father to embark on a smooth entrepreneurial journey to make a fortune. The Xu family quickly entered the business circle. As a wealthy family created by fortune, it has prospered to this day.
It can be said that Xu Xun can be a rich second generation from birth, relying on the good hands Xu Qiao played.
Then why does he have the face to say that she has no princess life?
Xu Qiao was bored all the way on the bus, opened the seal of the garbage bag, and found that Xu Yu didn’t even give her a small skirt cover with the dust bag. She was so angry that she brewed a three-thousand-word essay in her heart, ready to meet next time. The brat quarreled again.
When she got off the bus, she undoubtedly attracted the attention of countless pedestrians.
Also, such a garbage bag is not to mention eye-catching. People who didn't know thought she was going to throw the body.
Near the station is a commercial street with a complex flow of people. Xu Qiao used to walk on this road, but when he walked on this road in the past, he did not take the steps that his six relatives did not recognize, but now he has not had time to change even the rustic work clothes.
Fearing to run into acquaintances, she picked up the garbage bag and covered most of her face, speeding up her pace and walking towards the hotel.
However, it turns out that serious lack of sleep can really affect intelligence.
When she met a white-collar man holding two cups of coffee head-on with her eyes blocked, she realized how stupid this decision was.
The white-collar man was probably going to deliver coffee to the leader, and was struggling all the way. When he hit her, he reacted very violently because of a trance.
Xu Qiaoshengsheng watched his ugly three-hundred-sixty degree revolving jump, squeezed the coffee out of the lid in his hand, and spilled it into her garbage bag accurately.
Yes, she found it troublesome and did not seal the clothes after checking the clothes on the bus.
Fate is wonderful.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry...Miss, is your trash okay?" The white-collar man bowed and apologized quickly.
Xu Qiao opened the bag and looked in, and took a deep breath of pain. It took 30 seconds to accept that her dress, which had not been seen before, had been stained with coffee so that she would die before she left her teacher. fact.
But who is the blame for this matter? Who would have thought that there was a six-figure dress skirt in such a torn garbage bag?
Under the sincere gaze of the white-collar man, Xu Qiao twitched the corner of her mouth and said "it's okay", then she hooked her hand and smashed the trash bag into the trash can.
The white-collar man didn't understand why this little girl would gritted her teeth and cried without tears when she discarded a bag of garbage, so she touched the back of her head to buy coffee again.
Xu Qiao lingered by the trash can for several minutes before walking to the hotel like a walking dead.
But when she slowed down, she found that she didn't go to the hotel, but unconsciously stood under the Lanchen Department Store.
The department store industry is one of the operations of Lanchen Group. As a department store at the top of the domestic pyramid, Lanchen has many luxury brand counters, from clothes and shoes to luggage and jewelry, to cosmetics and skin care products, women's loves are all available.
Xu Qiao usually visits the main store to sweep the floor once or twice every season.
She had a good impression of Cheng Ye's first... but it was actually because Lan Chen was the property of the Cheng family.
Just now...
Xu Qiao looked at the dazzling ready-to-wear display window in front of him, showing a distressed expression.
The skirt she just ruined is the high-end model of this brand.
I don't know if her eyes are too pitiful, so after standing straight for two minutes, a teller hurriedly walked out of the revolving door and greeted her.
Xu Qiao often went to Lan Chen's main store in Beicheng, not the branch in front of him. The teller here should not recognize her.
So, are the luxury counters now close to the people?
Xu Qiao didn't want to slap a swollen face to fill a fat man when he was destitute, and was about to go, but unfortunately was stopped by the teller: "Miss, what can I do for you?"
If you didn't call "Miss Xu", you didn't recognize her.
Xu Qiao played an ordinary working-class citizen, showing just the right "very tight hand" formality: "No, I just passed by."
"You seem to be interested in the dinner dress in the window. Would you like to try it in the shop?"
Xu Qiao waved her hand.
"You're welcome," the answer was revealed when the teller's enthusiasm exceeded the standard to a weird level. "In fact, it is the case. We Xiaocheng always said that if you like that dress, he is willing to pay for you."
Xu Qiao was smashed by Dao Tianlei: "Mr. Cheng?"
She remembered that there were three sons from the Cheng family's grandchildren, the one in the long room was abroad and the two in the second room were in China. Lan Chen's current head is actually the eldest son of the second room, that is, Cheng Ye's own brother, Cheng Jun, who should be called "Mr. Cheng".
So "Chief Cheng" is Cheng Ye?
But didn't Cheng Ye always idle and ignore his family business? When did it become "total"?
No, this is not the point.
The point is, she was seen by the screaming ex-boyfriend in this embarrassing appearance...
"What is your Xiaocheng's idea?"
The teller was taken aback. She was just confessed by the Gao special assistant by Mr. Cheng Xiao, how can she know what the honor is?
"Sorry miss, I don't know this."
Xu Qiao's complexion turned cold.
Nothing to offer courtesy, to steal or to commit. Combining with the opponent scene in front of Xifuhui last night, it is not difficult to guess that this is Cheng Ye's desire to reconcile.
But send her a dinner dress that has become a bad street style in the window. Does he look down on her or himself?
She chuckled: "I don't wear a dress at this price, nor is it someone who can buy it with money. Please tell you Mr. Cheng, so that he can curb his unreasonable thoughts about me, and die of this thief."
"..."

Five minutes later, the teller stood in front of Gao Rui, tremblingly conveying Xu Qiao's meaning, but did not dare to say the original words intact, so he relayed it into a euphemistic version.
"The lady said that she was not used to wearing such expensive skirts and she didn't like being bought by money, so she declined Mr. Cheng's kindness."
Gao Rui was a little surprised.
As Cheng Lang's special assistant, he certainly knew that his boss had met a beautiful highway toll collector in the past two days.
When the president who has always been sympathetic to femininity came across Cinderella who couldn't afford a beautiful dress and looked at the window with envy, the direction of the plot was obvious. At that time, Cheng Lang, who was visiting the branch on the second floor terrace, slapped his chin and called He went to make arrangements for the lady.
Unexpectedly, Cinderella took the Shancai script in "Meteor Garden", which treats money like dirt.
The skirt that could not be earned after working hard for a year was so righteously rejected, and even the president was not willing to see it.
When Gao Rui returned to the office on the top floor of the building, Cheng Lang's inspection was almost over.
Li Nianda, the deputy general manager of Lanchen Department Store, was standing behind Cheng Lang, nodding and bowing to ask something. After receiving a response, he waved to the branch staff standing in front of him: "It's okay with you, go on."
Before and after attitude, that is called a cloud and mud difference.
On the contrary, Cheng Lang smiled and said "hard work" to the people, and even when a young girl turned around tremblingly, he reminded the sentence "shoelaces open, be careful."
The little girl blushed and thanked her.
Gao Rui stood by the door and sighed secretly.
When he first entered the workplace, he thought that a person like Cheng Lang should be as stern as Li Nianda and others. Later, I discovered that the more powerful people in their hands, the more likely they are to deceive others. Those who are truly in high positions never show off their wealth.
But at this time, if, like this blushing girl, treat their approachability or whim in front of others as some kind of signal, it would be a big mistake.
The hardest thing in the world to get close to is not people who are cold outside and hot inside, but people like Cheng Lang who seem to be close to you, but may actually be thousands of miles away.
What do you say?
Oh, those who show mercy everywhere are most ruthless.
When the people were gone, Gao Rui walked to Cheng Lang's side: "Mr. Cheng, the car is ready."
Cheng Lang nodded. Before he got up, he saw Li Nianda hesitating to say something, and asked, "Is there anything wrong with Deputy Manager Li?"
Li Nianda gritted his teeth, the fat on his face followed his heart: "Mr. Cheng, I shouldn't have said this, but I can't see it... You don't know, in fact, Manager Wang is not sick at all today."
Cheng Lang nodded with interest, knowing that he was talking about the general manager of Lanchen Department Store: "Then how to take a leave?"
"It’s an explanation from the top, saying that you won’t be allowed to receive you, I want to give you... I will give you a prestige! First, I also got instructions, but I think it’s not possible. You have worked hard for the group, and you have worked so hard for the group. Your place..."
Gao Rui let out a light cough, and Li Nianda reined in a precipice to stop flattering.
Cheng Lang raised his eyes: "Listening to Deputy Manager Li's meaning, I seem to have some criticisms about'upper'."
Li Nianda sighed, "It's a long story."
"Then let Gao Te help arrange, and you will tell him the next day."
Li Nianda was so busy to respond, and sent people out of the building.
When he got into the car, Gao Rui turned his head and asked Cheng Lang: "This deputy manager Li Gao Zhi climbed so obviously, do you really give him face?"
"He has the'materials' to support his seller's pursuit of glory," Cheng Lang casually flipped through a financial newspaper in the back seat, "otherwise I dare not say that."
"Then after getting the "material"..."
"After the incident is over, let us pass the news of his'abandoning the secret to the bright' to us, and when Mr. Cheng has opened up, I will express regret for me and Deputy Manager Li that we can't work together."
There are sellers who seek glory for the first time and there will be a second time. Gao Rui understands this taboo, but occasionally, he still feels afraid of Cheng Lang's method of ignoring the so-called "gentleman etiquette" and "morality."
However, with such a boss, he should really change his name to "Sit back and relax."
He was thinking about his next deal with Li Nianda, when he suddenly heard Cheng Lang asking: "What about the little girl?"
"Oh, so..." Gao Rui repeated the teller's statement.
Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows slightly and laughed.
Gao Rui didn't think about his attitude, and always felt that he was in a good mood, so he followed his anger and boasted: "In this lady, there is no trace of vanity-seeking money worship in this young lady. She is in a flashy metropolis. It’s commendable to be able to get out of the silt without staining! For such a pure and unpretentious girl, it must be a coincidence that you are looking for an extra fifty dollars, and it will never be like Deputy Manager Li. Pan Gaozhi!"
Cheng Lang nodded unnecessarily, and his fingertips rubbed the corner of the newspaper as if intentionally or unintentionally: "What else is there for today?"
"There was a ribbon-cutting ceremony at the Ritton Hotel in the afternoon. The Zhu family sent an invitation letter to Lan Chen half a month ago. Look, do you want to show your face and participate?"