The Gold Medal Toolman of Quick Transmigration

Chapter 148 What is it that you love (6)

Luo Zheng stood on the branch of a tree in shock, thinking "who am I, where am I, and what am I going to do?"

Shui Miaomiao looked solemn, looking at the driver who walked off the van tremblingly, wondering if it was an accident, or was it arranged by someone?
Accidents are easy to say, just be careful in the future.

If someone arranged it on purpose, then this mission is not just a matter of dating, but also other big troubles.

Luo Zheng was the overlord after all, and he quickly came to his senses: "Thank you."

Shui Miaomiao jumped off the tree with him, and kindly helped him pat the dirt on his pants: "You lack a bodyguard, I think I'm quite suitable."

Luo Zheng's eyes fell on her bright red lips: "Start counting the money from today."

"happy."

Shui Miaomiao took half a step back, consciously starting to act as a bodyguard.

I also have to thank the experience of protecting Zhang Dongjie in the last world.

The truck driver tremblingly walked up to Luo Zheng: "I drove for thirty hours."

Luo Zheng ignored him, took out his cell phone and made a call, soon his assistant came, bringing a lawyer, and of course another luxury car.

Shui Miaomiao stood beside him, and after listening to him explain a few words, she remembered that her bag was still in the taxi.

After Luo Zheng finished speaking, she whispered, "You can't keep the surveillance video on the street, I'll go get the bag."

The assistant glanced at Shui Miaomiao, but didn't dare to ask further questions.

Luo Zheng waited for her to go away, and ordered his assistant: "Check her."

Luo Zheng didn't need to worry about the rest.

Shui Miaomiao walked to the taxi: "Master, my bag is still at the back."

The taxi driver seemed to have seen a ghost: "You just flew away."

"I'm Mr. Luo's bodyguard." Shui Miaomiao took the bag and paid the fare: "It's best not to say anything, you know Mr. Luo's temper."

"I see."

Walking next to Luo Zheng again, he invited: "Follow me to the company to discuss in detail."

"no problem."

Luo Zheng greeted his assistant, opened the rear door and was about to get in when Shui Miaomiao said embarrassedly: "I don't have a driver's license."

"You are in the co-pilot."

Shui Miaomiao looked at the co-pilot hesitantly: "Isn't it suitable? This is for my wife."

"I'm not married." Luo Zheng went around to the driver's seat: "Don't waste time."

That being the case, Shui Miaomiao was not polite to him, anyway, she would take this seat sooner or later.

No one spoke along the way.

Luo Zheng might have been frightened, this time the speed of the car was much slower, and he drove steadily to the Aspirations Group.

He has his own exclusive parking space, and a dedicated elevator is just two steps away.

Shui Miaomiao followed him upstairs, and when she got out of the elevator, curious eyes shot from all directions, but no one dared to speak.

Luo Zheng strode forward, and Shui Miaomiao followed him to the president's office at the end of the corridor.

When the door was closed, the employees whispered to each other, curious about Shui Miaomiao's identity.

After all, Luo Zheng had never brought a woman to the company before.

Even Shang Jingrou can only wait for him to go down in the lobby.

Luo Zheng's office is the same as his bedroom, simple and clear, without any frills or impractical things.

There is a small tea table and four single sofas in one corner, which should be a place for entertaining guests.

"sit."

Luo Zheng signaled Shui Miaomiao to sit down, picked up the phone and dialed: "Coffee."

Soon a man walked in: "Mr. Luo."

"let it go."

The door closed again.

Luo Zheng sat across from Shui Miaomiao, with his right leg folded on top of his left, with a lazy posture: "Your skill."

"Ancestral."

"Thank you for saving your life."

Shui Miaomiao smiled: "You have already thanked me."

"Be my personal bodyguard, you ask a price."

"Let's see." Shui Miaomiao still smiled: "I believe you understand my value."

Luo Zheng stood up, took a business card from the desk, walked over and handed it to her: "Take care of your private affairs in a day, come to me tomorrow morning."

"no problem."

Shui Miaomiao didn't want to stay any longer, but before going out, she turned around suddenly: "I need a new identity."

"Yes, name?"

"Shui Miaomiao, San Shui Miao."

Luo Zheng frowned slightly: "Can you drive?"

"meeting."

"See you tomorrow."

Shui Miaomiao walked out of the office, smiled at the employees outside, and pressed the president's special elevator.

The man who delivered the coffee just now stopped her: "Hello, there is an elevator here."

"Please lead the way."

Shui Miaomiao didn't make it difficult for him. They will be colleagues in the future, and it is necessary to have a good relationship.

At noon, all the information about Shui Miaomiao had been placed on Luo Zheng's desk.

Of course, they are all the real information of Zhang Rui, even including all the information of Zhang Rui's parents.

The more Luo Zheng looked at it, the more puzzled he became. How could such a growth experience and family environment produce such a woman?

There are many photos in the information, although the appearance is the same, but the temperament is completely different.

Zhang Rui is simple, gentle and ordinary.

But Shui Miaomiao is different.

After experiencing so many worlds, especially the last one where people were killed, the kind of fearlessness that comes from the bones is not something that can be learned.

Someone knocked on the door, but Luo Zheng didn't lift his head: "Come in."

The assistant came in: "Boss Luo, the car accident has been thoroughly investigated, it was an accident; all surveillance videos have been processed; all witnesses have signed non-disclosure agreements."

"understood."

Seeing that his expression was fine, the assistant continued: "Miss Shang called and asked you to attend a cocktail party tonight."

"Push it off."

"Yes."

Luo Zheng picked up a pen and wrote the words "Shui Miaomiao", picked one with a photo from the documents, and handed it to the assistant together: "Get a new identity and send it over tomorrow morning."

"Yes."

The assistant walked out of the office before he dared to take a closer look, and found that the person in the photo was the one who had saved Luo Zheng before, and he couldn't help thinking that this person had gotten lucky.

Unlucky, Shui Miaomiao doesn't know, she is eating and drinking in a hot pot restaurant right now.

There is Coke on the left, and Sprite on the right. Eat mutton, drink Coke, eat duck intestines, and drink Sprite.

Double the carbonation, double the fun!

After eating and drinking enough, Shui Miaomiao went shopping again.

In the future, I will work for Luo Zheng, so I don't think I will have much time to rest. Of course, I will buy and buy while I have free time.

It's just that when she saw the price of the dress, she suddenly remembered why she didn't advance her salary in advance?
This is too expensive!
Forget it, have an eye addiction.

After shopping around for a long time, Shui Miaomiao still bought some things, thinking about what to wear to find Luo Zheng tomorrow morning, looking forward to his reaction.

Who doesn’t like handsome guys, right?

Besides, he is still the mission goal this time, taking advantage of the opportunity of work to seduce men with pay, the more he thinks about it, the more cost-effective he is.

When going downstairs on the escalator, Shui Miaomiao saw that the person going upstairs on the opposite side looked familiar, and when the two passed by each other, she realized that it was Shang Jingrou.

Strange, this is just an ordinary shopping mall, there is no reason for Shang Jingrou to come here to shop.

Shui Miaomiao made a decisive decision and quickly followed.

Shang Jingrou went to the coffee shop on the fourth floor and sat in the innermost corner, as if waiting for someone.

Shui Miaomiao ordered coffee, sat down at a seat across from her, and wondered who it was that could bring Shang Jingrou here for a meeting?
After waiting for ten minutes, someone finally came.

Although the visitor was wearing big sunglasses that half covered her small face, Shui Miaomiao still recognized her. She was the little tender model Luo Zheng was hugging on the headlines.

Shui Miaomiao lowered her head, thinking that it would be very interesting for her real girlfriend to meet the rumored young model.

(End of this chapter)