My family turned out to be the richest man

"Big companies have such low requirements for graphic design? Knowing PS is enough?"

After leaving the gate of Hechuan Company, Rong Yue was full of question marks.

Big company, indeed "big company"!I can't understand...

While thinking about it, she went to the side of the road and was about to call the driver. When she saw a taxi stop, she planned to take a taxi by herself.

Who knew that there was a tall boy sitting in the back seat, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, very outstanding.

Seeing his figure, Rong Yue frowned, turned around and left!

You must be too unlucky, right?How can I meet this scumbag everywhere?
"Rong Yue!"

Shao Zihao called her, seeing her non-stop, he snorted in disgust, and ran over to stop Rong Yue.

Rong Yue turned around again, making a gesture to pull the car door.

"Why didn't your old lover come to pick you up in his million-dollar Rolls-Royce?"

Shao Zihao's sneering voice behind him was extremely ear-piercing, Rong Yue paused, then turned around suddenly: "What did you say?"

"Pretending to be stupid? Ha ha." He gave her a sideways look with contempt, and his tone became more explicit.

"Look on the forum, do you think no one knows about the nasty things you did?"

"It's okay to be poor, you don't even want face, and you are willing to be taken care of by an old man?"

"Can he satisfy you? You—"

"Snapped!"

A loud slap interrupted Shao Zihao's vulgar remarks!
"You!" After being slapped heavily by Rong Yue in front of everyone, Shao Zihao was stunned for a moment, and then flew into a rage!
He wanted to call back, but the driver in the taxi driver's seat looked at him, and he raised his arms in embarrassment.

Rong Yue stared at Shao Zihao, gnashing her teeth word by word: "Don't let me see you again, otherwise, see you once and hit you once."

She was tolerant enough to him, but not so tolerant that he could trample on him at will!

Rong Yue left behind those words, took a taxi and left, so that she didn't notice that after she left, Shao Zihao joined the Hechuan Advertising Company...

After arriving home, a servant came up to meet her with fruit, but saw Rong Yue's face turned dark and went straight up the stairs, she was a little puzzled for a while.

If Shao Zihao hadn't told her to go to the forum to have a look, she wouldn't have known that she had been splashed with dirty water on trumped-up charges?
really interesting.

Rong Yue rolled the mouse, looking coldly at a photo captured on the computer screen.

The driver helped her with her luggage as she stepped into a black Rolls Royce.

Several floors below the photo were uploaded by the poster himself. By name and surname, he revealed that the protagonist in the picture was Rong Yue, who had been taken care of because his family was poor, dirty and vulgar, and Hai Da's face was embarrassing.

"boring."

Rong Yue looked at the avatar of the person who posted the post expressionlessly, and she could guess with her toes who was playing such a dirty trick.

Besides Bai Ya, who else could it be?
She slid to the bottom of the post, read all the floors, and closed the page directly.

There are very few messages, and even the number of views is pitifully small.She didn't care about Bai Ya's childish behavior.

Rong Yue went downstairs and told Uncle Qin that he was going to join the job next week. Uncle Qin pretended to be surprised and ran to get his iPad.

"The lady will live here after work?" Uncle Qin picked a house that is only a 5-minute walk from Hechuan, and told Rong Yue that there is everything there, and there is no need to prepare anything.

Rong Yue nodded, took her bag and computer, and went directly to the "field investigation".

It was an affluent area, adjacent to the central shopping mall, with convenient transportation nearby. Under the enthusiastic guidance of the real estate manager, Rong Yue took the elevator all the way to the 20th floor, and his eyes lit up when the door opened.

The house is not particularly big, a two-bedroom household of about 130 square meters, with European-style decoration, revealing a touch of luxury in a low-key way.

Not only the furniture is complete, but even the season's clothes have been prepared in the master bedroom wardrobe, which is a real "carry-in bag".

Rong Yue was very satisfied with walking around twice, and she didn't plan to go back at all, and ordered the driver to give Uncle Qin a message, and stayed here.

At meal time, she received a call from a stranger.

"Hello? How are you?" Rong Yue held the phone between her ears, and fumbled for bread in the refrigerator with one hand.

"I'm Xi Zhengxuan." The voice of the boy on the other side of the screen was clear and pleasant.

She froze and forgot to move her hands.

"Are you free? Want to treat you to a meal?" Xi Zhengxuan, who has always been shy and reserved, offered the invitation.

Her fingertips ached from the cold from the inner wall of the refrigerator, but Rong Yue smiled and said, "Okay."