Not long after, Old Zhang, the contractor of the renovation team, rushed over. He didn't have time to change into his work clothes. He looked much more refreshed than usual.
He was sweating profusely and panting.
"Miss Sheng, didn't you say you wouldn't work today?"
Sheng Anran glanced at him, took out a stack of banknotes from her wallet, and handed it to him.
"Yes, I'm not working. I need your help."
Seeing the banknotes, Old Zhang's eyes suddenly lit up, but he didn't dare to take them casually.
"What's the matter? Miss Sheng, just say it."
"Bring me the ladder over there."
Following Sheng Anran's gaze, Old Zhang saw the stainless steel ladder lowered into the pool pit and was slightly stunned. "You are..."
"I have something that I left in the room on the second floor. I accidentally locked the door and couldn't find the key, so please help me take a look."
Sheng Anran's voice was somewhat meaningful.
Old Zhang frowned and looked at the ladder, then at the window on the second floor. He remembered what assistant Qiao had told him before.
"Miss Sheng, Mr. Qiao told us not to move that room..."
"I didn't ask you to move. Just help me see if there's anything inside from the window."
"This..."
Seeing Old Zhang's hesitant look, Sheng Anran immediately showed an impatient look. She took out a stack of nearly 10,000 banknotes from her wallet and stuffed them into Old Zhang's arms. "Okay, you do it. You're decorating for me, not for assistant Qiao. Do you understand?"
It would be difficult to hand over the money that was in his hands.
Old Zhang made up his mind and put the money into his chest pocket. He nodded like he was pounding garlic. "Okay, Miss Sheng, please make way. I'll move the ladder for you now."
Old Zhang climbed the ladder to the window on the second floor and pulled the window according to Sheng Anran's instructions. He turned around and said helplessly with a bitter face, "Miss Sheng, this window is locked. There are curtains inside. I can't see anything."
Sheng Anran stood under the ladder and stared at Old Zhang with her hands on her hips. "You won't smash it."
Old Zhang's face was flustered.
"Oh, Miss Sheng, I don't dare..."
Sheng Anran frowned. "What dare? You're so cowardly. Wait for me. I'll find you a brick."
After saying this, she didn't care about Old Zhang's objection. She casually picked up a red brick beside the pool, weighed it twice, and lifted it to the side of the ladder. "Come down and take it."
"That won't do, won't do, Miss Sheng. I can't break the glass."
"What I put inside is more valuable than this glass. Hurry up and come down."
"Can you find a locksmith?"
"Are you going to smash it or not?" Sheng Anran frowned. "If you don't smash it, I'll smash it …"
As she spoke, she raised the brick and threw it at the window.
A brick weighing two to three catties was thrown out by her hand. It didn't even reach her height before it fell to the ground.
Old Zhang, who was high up, was frightened by Sheng Anran's momentum and exclaimed. His hands left the ladder and hugged his arms reflexively. At this time, his feet slipped, and he slid down the ladder.
The stainless steel ladder was shaking on the grass. Finally, it collapsed with a bang in the midst of Sheng Anran's frightened exclamation with her eyes wide open.
"Ah..."
Sheng Anran's scream sounded in the courtyard.
"Oh, Miss Sheng. Oh, my god. It's bleeding. What should I do?"
"Ah..."
"You... you sit down first. I... I will call Mr. Qiao..."
…
In the office of the president of the Pleasure Group.
Su Mang, the editor-in-chief of Fengshang, came with two sets of dresses for Ling Han to try on.
"Sister Su Mang, I haven't seen you for a long time. You are so busy, but you still bother to come here in person." Ye Huanyan's eyes passed over Su Mang's shoulder and fell on Ji Xiaoyue who was carrying two suits behind her.
Ji Xiaoyue exchanged a look with her. They had a tacit understanding.
Su Mang smiled slightly. The silver sequined hip-hugging skirt glittered under the office light. She wore the most popular lace suspenders on the outside of the white shirt. She looked just like the editor-in-chief of a fashion magazine.
"Secretary Ye is still as beautiful as before. I made an appointment with President Ling before. We have something to talk about. By the way, I will bring the clothes he will wear in the annual meeting to try on. The size can be changed in advance."
"Okay. President Ling is inside..."
Ye Huanyan opened the door and welcomed Su Mang in.
"Sister Su Mang, why do you come in person..." Ling Han stood up and showed a rare smile.
"I haven't seen you for a long time. You made an appointment to renew the contract with us before. But the contract hasn't been signed yet. I come here to renew the contract on purpose."
Su Mang blinked. She was over forty years old, but she still had a clear and cunning innocence when she smiled.
According to Su Mang's instructions, Ji Xiaoyue put the two suits on the sofa and then left the office with Ye Huanyan, leaving Su Mang to talk with Ling Han.
As soon as they left the office, Ji Xiaoyue seemed to be relaxed all over. She swung her two sore arms and gave Ye Huanyan a big bear hug.
"My Yan Yan, we haven't seen each other for a long time."
"Okay, okay. This is the corridor. The assistant group is watching. Come to my office and sit down." Ye Huanyan broke away from her claws and pinched her face.
As soon as they returned to the secretary's office, Xiao Dong served Ji Xiaoyue tea and water very sensibly. He called her "Sister Xiao Yue" and behaved like a humble and honest junior.
Looking at Ji Xiaoyue's enjoyment, Ye Huanyan leaned against her desk with a cup of water.
"Look at you. Do you regard your old company as a foot spa shop? How is the new company? Are you satisfied? "
"Not bad. Except that I am a little tired and have to be ordered around by the she-devil all day long, everything else is quite good."
It was obvious that the she-devil was Su Mang.
She was already in her forties, but she was still standing tall in the fashion industry. In addition to her unique and innovative vision and accurate grasp of the market, she also had extraordinary communication skills and business acumen. She had single-handedly cultivated the five famous domestic models on the international stage, and there were countless well-known models under Fengshang.
Those awesome people always had some eccentricities. Everyone in the circle knew that Su Mang was a person who treated her subordinates extremely strictly. She was so strict that she was abnormal.
"You don't know that the clothes she gave me were the smallest size. On the first day I entered the company, she told me that I couldn't squeeze myself into that dress within a week, so she asked me to pack up my things and get out."
Ye Huanyan sighed. Looking at Ji Xiaoyue's obviously thin cheeks, he clicked his tongue in wonder.
"No wonder I see that your figure has improved a lot recently."
"I was forced to …"
In the president's office, Ling Han had just changed into a suit and stood in front of the mirror. Su Mang was helping him to tidy up his bow tie personally. She seemed to be very satisfied with this work. After Ling Han put on the suit, she touched her chin and nodded with appreciation.
"Your figure is inherited from your father. It is the frame of your clothes. I have asked someone to send out the invitation to the charity banquet next week. You have to come to support me."
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