Rise in the glory of the king system

Chapter 677
She stared at his indifferent side face in the driver's seat in astonishment, and she couldn't close her mouth for a long time, until the royal blue sports car restarted and entered the driveway, she pointed weakly at the back of the car, feeling ashamed and annoyed scolded:

"It's amazing to be rich!"

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Several hundred-dollar bills were neatly arranged on the dining table, and the white woven lamp gave off a pale light, flashing dangerously from time to time.

Yixing looked at the few banknotes on the dining table, and frowned slightly worriedly.

"To be honest, sister, did you find some big money somewhere and did something unavoidable to get the money?"

Diao Chan's eyes widened, and he slapped him on the head unceremoniously.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Is your sister like that?"

She tapped the dining table with her fingers and explained righteously, "Your sister and I bought this with wisdom. In short, your living expenses for two months are enough, study hard at school, don't worry about money gone."

"Oh…"

Yi Xing sat up straight in doubt, and while lifting the lid of the instant noodles, white mist diffused out, barely covering the complicated expression he was showing at the moment.

"Sister, don't you plan to repay the debts your parents owed before?"

In fact, he really felt sorry for his sister.

Diao Chan lowered her head and scratched her face, her voice was vague, "Return it. I will continue to look for a job tomorrow, anyway, let's make money slowly."

She raised her face, chewing noodles in her mouth, supporting her chin with one hand, and her eyes shone with shrewd stars.

"Maybe I can catch a rich man somewhere, and from then on I'll be on the pinnacle of my life."

Yi Xing did not disappoint her, and continued with a smile, "At that time, we can add ham to our instant noodles."

"Why do you still eat instant noodles? At that time, you can eat meat all at once."

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The carved maple door opened inward, and a man in a suit and tie walked in while pulling on his tie. His handsome eyebrows were furrowed, and he seemed to be in a bad mood. He took off his coat, threw it casually on the floor, and walked straight towards the living room. go.

Zhao Yun threw his untied tie onto the sofa in the living room and sat down with a tired look on his face. As soon as he closed his eyes, the phone in his hand began to buzz and vibrate.

He slowly opened his eyes, opened the screen slowly and stared at the notes displayed on the screen.

The eyes are like a bottomless deep pool, which is unpredictable.

He intentionally waited for a few seconds before sliding the screen to control, put the phone to his ear, and leaned lazily on the sofa.

"what's up?"

"I heard from the secretary that you are late for today's meeting."

Zhao An's voice was cold, "My son has such a poor sense of time, which makes me feel ashamed. As a director of a company, he can even make such low-level mistakes. You can hand in a [-]-word review to the company tomorrow."

"Dad, I'm because..."

Zhao Yun rubbed his temples with a headache, and before he could finish speaking, the other party cut off the call directly.

The cold mechanical "beep" sound kept echoing in his ears.

Zhao Yun's face darkened, and his thin lips pursed tightly with a dangerous aura.

He raised his hand and threw the phone far away as if to vent, and the phone hit the wall in the corner, making a dull sound.

——It's all the girl's fault.

The next day.

Diao Chan carefully tied up her long hair with a rubber band, combed it into a simple and elegant single ponytail, practiced smiling in front of the mirror for 10 minutes, and then walked out of the bathroom with satisfaction.

With a piece of bread in his mouth, Yixing picked up his schoolbag and walked towards the door. Before leaving, he said goodbye to her vaguely:

"Sister, I'm going to school."

"I will go with you!"

Diao Chan quickly grabbed her resume that was temporarily placed on the dining table and said, "My bicycle was damaged by someone yesterday. Why don't you give me a ride?"

She rushed to the entrance and sat down to change her shoes, raising her head and smiling at her younger brother.

"The company I'm going to interview with happens to be on the same road as your school, so it won't take much of your time."

Yi Xing looked at her a little speechlessly.

"I've warned you a long time ago that your broken car should be replaced."

"How can I have money to replace it with a new one now? The landlord just came here a few days ago and all the money was used to pay the rent."

Diao Chan tied her shoelaces, stood up and glanced at him, "The family is in financial difficulties now, so please be patient."

Yi Xing turned around and turned the doorknob, muttering in a low voice:
"I really hate living without money."

"so--"

Diao Chan dragged out the ending, reached out and patted his shoulder, and said in a relaxed and cheerful tone, "When my sister finds a good job, I will treat you to a big meal."

"I don't want you to be troubled."

Yi Xing's voice lowered, with a hint of distress at the end, "The debt at home is like a bottomless pit. So much money has been thrown into it, and even a small change has not been paid off."

He had the idea of ​​a work-study program, but Diao Chan sternly rejected it as soon as he mentioned it halfway.

My sister loves him very much, just as he loves his sister very much.

Yi Xing's face was tense, and there was no trace of a smile on his face.

Diao Chan knows it well, she knows that her brother has always been sensible, but because he is too sensible, even more mature than her, sometimes her inner fragility and helplessness cannot be shown in front of him.

Therefore, she always maintains an optimistic and bright state in front of Yixing.

Diao Chan's thoughts returned, and a bright and bright smile appeared on her face again, without any cumbersome expression, all negative emotions were well hidden by her.

"Okay, if you keep on talking, you'll be late."

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The shiny black Porsche drove slowly along the roadside.

The driver cautiously glanced at the stern-looking man sitting next to him, feeling anxious.

"Director... If you keep driving at this speed, I'm afraid it will be late..."

"Don't make a noise, I'm writing a review... I'm writing."

Zhao Yun raised his face and gave him a stern look. There seemed to be a ferocious beast hidden in his eyes, with sharp teeth exposed and ready to attack.

I almost slipped my tongue, the dignified director was fined by the chairman to write a [-]-word self-criticism for being late, if this spread, how embarrassing would it be for him?
The driver broke out in a cold sweat from his eyes, and immediately stopped talking nonsense.

In this way, this Porsche drove slowly along the roadside at a slow speed under the curious gaze of passers-by.

Holding the signature pen, Zhao Yun lost his train of thought and stared expressionlessly at the slowly receding scenery outside the car window. It was as quiet as a sculpture, and no one could see through what he was thinking at this moment.

Outside the car window, a tall and straight boy was riding a bicycle, with a girl with a ponytail on the back seat.

The girl's ponytail was blown by the wind, making beautiful arcs in the air.

It's just how familiar the long, dark chestnut hair looks.

He squinted his eyes and didn't think of anything, so he didn't look at it a few more times, then quietly looked away, and continued to stare at the self-criticism that he hadn't written halfway.

Yixing parked his bicycle in front of the open space in front of Zhao's head office.

"It's here, come down quickly."

He handed the resume in the basket to Diao Chan, who had just jumped out of the car, pretending to be disgusted, "Come on for the interview."

"Tsk tsk."

Diao Chan took the resume, rolled her eyes mischievously, quickly pinched her brother's tender skin with her fingers, and smiled mockingly, "Why is my brother so innocent? He has never carried a girl on the back seat of a bicycle." Bar?"

Her younger brother has a fair face, like a little girl.

Yi Xing's ears immediately turned red.

"I'm going to school, and I'm going to be late."

He waved at her impatiently, his tone intentionally tainted with badness, "I'm leaving."

"Be careful on the road."

Diao Chan hurriedly raised her hand and waved at him.

The moment Yi Xing got on the bicycle and turned around, she slowly put down her hands, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a Porsche stopped by the side of the road.

Diao Chan, who rarely saw luxury cars, stopped where she was and couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Speaking of which, she just saw a royal blue BMW sports car yesterday, although the owner...

Don't want to.

She pursed her lips, her eyes still glued to the beautiful luxury car, and stood there thoughtfully.

Until I saw a familiar person get off the back seat.

As soon as her eyes touched that person's face, her expression became ugly in an instant.

--How could it be him? !

The fart owner of yesterday's royal blue sports car.

Before she could completely withdraw from the shock, the man got out of the car with a cold handsome face, and looked towards her naturally——

Diao Chan reflexively raised her resume to block her face.

If he was recognized at this time, it would be endless.

By the way, how rich is this guy?Yesterday's BMW is today's Porsche.

Diao Chan, who started to think about this question, carefully and slowly revealed a pair of eyes from the top of the resume, staring at the straight figure passing in front of her.

This kind of suit is very expensive...

She bit her lip, her pretty face was slightly tense, and her clean pupils were shining with thoughtful stars.

But her eyes were too sharp, and Zhao Yun, who was being stared at, stopped after taking a few steps and turned around to look at her.

Diao Chan was so frightened that she quickly raised the resume in her hand.

Zhao Yun frowned slightly as he looked at the man standing there with his entire face covered.

"Who are you? What are you doing standing there?"

not good.

The alarm bell in Diao Chan's mind was sounded in an instant, and she turned and ran subconsciously, but at the same time, her two legs were out of step, her right foot tripped over her left foot, her center of gravity was unstable, and she held her resume in a very indecent manner. The posture fell to the ground.

Why did I fall like a dog in front of this person again...

Diao Chan felt that her cheeks were burning hot, and she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

She quickly got up from the ground, and before she had time to wipe off the dust on her skirt, she rushed to the company lobby as if the soles of her feet had been oiled.

Zhao Yun stood there and stared at her back with lazy eyes and curiosity. He always felt that this girl looked strangely familiar, and he forgot where he met her. It was like there was a wall stuck in his memory. , trying his best to prevent him from thinking about it. Just when he decided to follow up to find out what happened, the secretary followed up and rubbed his hands in confusion.

"That... Director, it's time for the interview. You can't be late for this kind of occasion."

Zhao Yun raised the corners of his mouth with a half-smile, his eyes deepened, and he glanced at the secretary indifferently.

"You, don't come to work."

The sudden change caused the polite smile on the secretary's face to freeze, and he reflexively asked, "Why?"

Zhao Yun didn't look at him again and walked toward the company's gate with a lazy voice.

"Since you like snitching on my dad so much..."

He turned his face sideways, his blue eyes gleaming with a dangerous light.

"...Then go and be his secretary."

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Diao Chan tied her hair up again in the bathroom, and carefully washed the area where she had fallen and was stained with clean water. She turned on the faucet, applied hand sanitizer on her hands, scrubbed them briefly, and then stretched out her hands to the transparent Rinse off the foam under running water.

Her eyelashes couldn't help but tremble when her fingers touched the cold tap water.

It's really unlucky to meet him in this place. Could he be an employee here?
Zhao's is also considered a big company, how can people like him be allowed to work here?
Diao Chan turned off the water from the faucet, tore off the paper towel beside her, and vigorously wiped off the water droplets on her hands.

After rearranging her appearance, she solemnly held her resume in her arms, straightened her back and left the bathroom as if nothing had happened.

A slender figure walked past her in front of her, and that suit was all too familiar.

Diao Chan recognized it, stared at Zhao Yun's back with hatred in his eyes, gritted his teeth and silently waved his fist at his back.

However, at this moment, Zhao Yun suddenly stopped, and turned his head towards her as if feeling something——

Four eyes facing each other.

Diao Chan's waving fist immediately stopped stiffly in mid-air.

The air suddenly became dead silent.

She raised a shaky smile in embarrassment, and her fist-pumping movement was temporarily changed to a fake friendly wave.

"Hahaha...what a coincidence..."

Just taking a break for a few minutes shouldn't be considered lazy, right?She had been cleaning for hours just now.

Thinking of this, Diao Chan relaxed a little, mental and physical exhaustion made her quickly fall into a short sleep state.

Zhao Yungang submitted his review to Zhao An. When he left the chairman's office, he subconsciously glanced at the watch on his wrist.

At this time, she should still be cleaning, right?
He glanced at the darkening sky outside the window calmly, for some reason, he felt an uncontrollable joy in his heart, and the corners of his lips curled into an inconspicuous arc.

Who made her so unlucky that she fell into the palm of his hand.

Zhao Yun didn't take the elevator this time, and instead took the stairs to go downstairs. Along the way, he was completely surprised by the mirror-like ground. This is a demanding task in anyone's eyes. She could actually do it so well on her own.

Maybe it's for money?
He inexplicably remembered the way she stood in front of him stretching out her hand to ask for money yesterday, and frowned again.He obviously suffered injuries from the fall, but he still has the mind to care about the compensation.

I have never seen a woman who loves money so much.

Zhao Yun withdrew his thoughts, lowered his eyes slightly, and stopped silently as he went downstairs.

The girl was sitting quietly on the stairs with her back to him, her head leaning against the wall, holding the handle of the mop in her hand, and she seemed to have fallen asleep.

in such a place?
His eyes deepened and deepened, and he looked at the petite and exquisite group sitting on the stairs without blinking.

He paused for a moment, then slowly walked the rest of the stairs. He instinctively kept quiet throughout the whole process, standing still in front of her, and he lowered his eyes to look at her downcast face.

The beautiful and delicate face is full of fatigue, the face is as white as jade, the delicate eyebrows are slightly stretched, and the long curly eyelashes cast a light shadow on the fair skin. That picture is so beautiful.

The expression on Zhao Yun's face inexplicably added a bit of softness, but soon, the bright and comfortable feeling was forcibly suppressed by him again, he stood up straight, stared down at the sleeping girl in front of him with a cold face, He stretched out his toe and kicked her lightly.

"Hey, Diao Chan, are you being lazy?"

The body of the person leaning against the wall moved. Diao Chan, who had been sleeping lightly, was suddenly awakened by his voice at this moment. Her confused brain quickly woke up. She stood up from the stairs in a panic. Holding the mop tightly to support her swaying body, she felt guilty and did not dare to look directly into the eyes of the man in front of her.

"I'm just taking a break."

There was still an obvious feeling of sleepiness in his voice. Zhao Yun looked away without comment, leaving no trace.

"No more cleaning."

"Huh? No. I'm not slacking off. I'm really just taking a break. There's no need to fire me, right?"

She thought he was going to fire her, so she turned pale with fright, suddenly woke up, and hurriedly defended herself.

Zhao Yun's blue eyes were mottled with light, and his profile was clear and handsome.

He looked down at her calmly, "Who said I was going to fire you? I mean you can get off work."

She was stunned for a while, and hadn't recovered from this sudden turning point.

"what?"

Zhao Yun didn't like to repeat everything a second time, but when he met the innocent and harmless eyes of the girl in front of him, his temper softened inexplicably.

"You can get off work now. It's been a hard day."

After all, he didn't look at her again, put his hands in his pockets, turned his back straight to the next flight of stairs, walked a few steps, and seemed to think of something again, then stopped again and turned his gaze, looking at the woman who was still in the same room. Diao Chan looked confused.

"Today is your first day at work, shall I treat you to dinner?"

Diao Chan's beautiful eyes blinked slowly.

Did she hear correctly?He wants to invite her to dinner?
Diao Chan was stunned for a long time, and finally a pleasantly surprised smile appeared on his face.

"Really? You choose the place or I choose the place?"

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The open-air barbecue stalls on the snack street are crowded with people in the evening, and it is very lively.

Diao Chan excitedly sat down at the empty table, turned around, only to see Zhao Yun in an expensive suit standing five meters away with disgust on his face.

By the way, he really felt out of place in this greasy and cheap local stall.

She bent her beautiful eyes, held back a smile and waved to him.

"Director, come and sit down."

Zhao Yun was struggling in his heart, as if he still couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart, especially when he saw a few shirtless men sitting at the other table, drinking wine and masturbating, making a fool of himself, and his handsome eyebrows were even more frowned.

"We... can we change the place?"

"Don't look at the poor environment here, but the taste of skewers here is really unique. You are also a native of Chang'an, so you haven't even eaten barbecue, have you?"

Diao Chan stood up, took Zhao Yun's arm and forcibly dragged him to the wooden table, and then pressed his shoulders to press him on the wooden bench, "Please sit down, what do you want to eat? Order whatever you want ah."

How do you feel that this is her gesture of treating guests?

Looking at the menu, Zhao Yun seemed to be greasy, and his handsome eyebrows frowned even more tightly.

"Isn't it hygienic here?"

(End of this chapter)