After the betrothal gift negotiation collapsed, I turned around and married a wealthy man.

Qiao Xing nodded, suppressed the excitement in his heart and said: "Okay, then I will give you the draft in the next two days. Also, is there any information on the S&C project?"

"Not yet. I haven't reported your name yet. Let's do it tomorrow. I should be able to get it tomorrow."

"Okay, then I'll go down and get busy."

Qiao Xing returned to her seat and suddenly noticed that several colleagues were looking towards her.

When confused, Lin Shuang sent her a WeChat message.

Qiao Xing clicked on it and saw a screenshot of a chat. It was a small group of four or five people. The group seemed to be people from their department.

There is nothing in the chat history. It just says that Qiao Xing can curry favor with her boss and actually arranges for her to study s&c.

I just came here, and I got such a good opportunity with just my mouth.

This quota was given to a newcomer named Qiao Xing. They were not convinced and even formed a small group to complain.

These people are really free and have so much time to gossip about others.

It's no wonder that Bai Yi doesn't like them. He used to speak ill of Bai Yi, but now he starts to speak ill of Qiao Xing again.

What Qiao Xing didn't expect was that Lin Shuang would send these screenshots to her.

After Qiao Xing read the screenshot, she glanced at Lin Shuang. Lin Shuang made a silence gesture to her, indicating that she should not say anything.

Qiao Xing frowned and just nodded. Naturally, she wouldn't say it out loud.

She still doesn't understand Lin Shuang's intentions. Lin Shuang has joined this small group as an undercover agent, isn't he afraid of being discovered by them?

Moreover, Qiao Xing didn't know when his relationship with Lin Shuang became so good.

Qiao Xing sighed, deleted the chat history, and focused on his work.

After being here for so long, she had hardly communicated with her colleagues. Their attitudes were not important to Qiao Xing.

When she got off work at noon, she sat in the tea room and ate the meal she had brought while looking at the real estate listings online.

None of these houses are cheap.

Wang Qin and Lin Xi live in a one-bedroom apartment, which is enough, but they can only rent a house outside the city, even if it's close to the city, it costs more than [-] yuan.

Only in suburban areas, like the industrial areas where we went to eat at the food stalls that day, will it be cheaper.

The better ones are around [-], and the worse ones are [-], but the environment is not very good.

Qiao Xing looked at several houses and made an appointment with the agent to view the houses after get off work.

Qin Ce came to pick her up on time. Qiao Xing told him that he wanted to see a house, so Qin Ce took her there on an electric bike.

"Let's go to the hotel first and take them with us. It's better for them to see where they live."

Qin Ce said: "If you can't sit down, just rent something similar. Your mother won't have any objections."

Hearing the word "Mom", Qiao Xing felt a little resistant. She asked, "It's almost like that?"

She always felt that what Qin Ce said was almost the same as what she understood.

"Just in time, I've also made an appointment with an agent. I'll take you to see it first."

Qiao Xing hurriedly asked: "What about the one I made an appointment with?"

"Call us together, it just so happens that they can still bargain for a price."

……

How can I bargain for a house that costs more than 1000 yuan?

But think about it, if you can get it for a hundred dollars cheaper, you can save some money.

Qin Ce made an appointment relatively close and saw him within 10 minutes. He was a young man in his 20s and he was also riding an electric bike.

"Brother, is it you? Shall I take you there now?" The young man greeted with a smile.

Qin Ce nodded slightly, "Follow me, there is someone else."

The young man was stunned, and the smile on his lips froze for a few seconds, but he still nodded and agreed to follow.

The guy Qiao Xing dated was a little older, in his 30s, a little fat, and he drove a Volkswagen.

After Qiao Xing greeted him, the man looked at the three of them suspiciously, "Are you three living together?"

Qiao Xing explained: "Oh no, this person is traveling with you."

The man couldn't hold back his anger and laughed, "Girl, it's just a house worth more than 1000, and you bring someone to bid with me? Isn't it necessary?"

"No, just go and see together."

The man was no longer polite, and opened his mouth and said: "Forget it, after selling houses for so many years, this is the first time I have seen people like you. If you can't afford the rent, don't rent it. You will be poor for the rest of your life."

When Qiao Xing heard this, she was a little angry. Just as she was about to argue, Qin Ce held her leg down.

Qin Ce said: "After selling houses for so many years, you still come to take on more than 1000 customers. It seems that you are not a sales person who can be on the table. Okay, we don't need you anymore, please do so."

"What are you talking about!" The man was also angry, and Qin Ce's words hurt him.

Nowadays, the house is not easy to sell, and his performance is not very good. He can only make ends meet, but this does not prevent him from dreaming about one day taking on a big customer and realizing his dream of getting rich overnight.

"It seems that apart from your underdeveloped mouth, your ears don't work well. Don't sell your house, go sell hearing aids."

Qiao Xing's face became a little tense. Why did he start scolding someone again when he disagreed with someone?

"Qin Ce..."

"Who the hell are you looking down on when you ride a broken electric scooter? People like you deserve to drive electric scooters for the rest of your life! If you still look down on others, take a piss and look at yourself first, you idiot!"

Qin Ce stared at him and stopped scolding him, but he was about to get out of the car.

Seeing that his posture was wrong, Qiao Xing grabbed his arm and said, "Qin Ce, forget it, we still have to go see the house."

If a fight really breaks out, there will be no way to end it.

Qin Ce paused and glanced at the hand holding his own.

He raised a sarcastic arc, "Which company are you from?"

The man sneered and said, "What's wrong with me being from Longxiang Real Estate? You go and complain! What a poor thing."

Qin Ce nodded, "Remember."

After saying that, he started the electric car and drove Qiao Xing away.

The man behind him even groaned, "Idiot, I'm pretending to be your mother!"

Qiao Xing suddenly felt that with his qualities, it made sense that he had not made a fortune after selling houses for so many years.

After walking far away, Qiao Xing tugged on his sleeve and said, "Why are you so good at swearing?"

"I've scolded you too much, I'm used to it."

He was no more polite than he is now when he scolded people in the company, including Han Yan.

"..."

I never saw him swearing at anyone, and he always gave Qiao Xing the feeling of being cold and cold, someone who didn't deserve to talk to him, and who didn't even bother to curse.

But now, Qiao Xing's impression of him has collapsed.

He seems to be able to scold anyone. I wonder if he can win an argument with his aunt...

Qiao Xing quickly stopped this idea and secretly prayed that this kind of thing would never happen.

"Then do you also quarrel with your colleagues when you are at the company?"

"will not."

They dare not.

Qiao Xing breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

The incident at the entrance of the shopping mall was still vivid in her mind. Thinking of Lin Yu, Qiao Xing became worried again, wondering if there would be a follow-up to this incident.

Just as Qiao Xing was thinking about it, he suddenly stopped suddenly and Qiao Xing fell onto his back.

Qiao Xing rubbed his forehead and looked up in front of him, but his way was blocked by a Rolls-Royce.

"what's up?"

As soon as Qiao Xing finished asking, the car window rolled down, revealing a beautiful face.

The woman got out of the car and bowed towards Qin Ce apologetically: "Mr. Qin, I'm sorry, I didn't notice it just now. Are you not injured?"

Qiao Xing was stunned for a moment, and looked at this woman, who seemed a bit familiar. She glanced at the car again, and there was someone she was more familiar with sitting in the passenger seat.

——Yang Han.

Yang Han raised his hand to cover his face frantically, but Qiao Xing still recognized him.