The Surgeon's Studio

Ding Ling was an ordinary fresh graduate.

After she graduated and entered society, she experienced many things that she didn't understand before. She had just arrived at a company, but before she could familiarize herself with the business, she was scared away by the constant harassment of her greasy boss.

After several failed attempts at finding a job, she finally became a clerk at a folk custom company and was responsible for some paperwork.

She cherished this job opportunity very much, and her boss almost didn't show up every day. There was only one female colleague next to her, sister Gu. She had a good temper and the so-called office culture was not related to her.

He only wrote promotional posters every day, trying to package the supernatural stuff as much as possible. After all, those were feudal superstitions, and they would be 404 if they were exposed.

However, this business was really profitable. The boss only needed to play golf, go to see the Feng Shui, and do some folk activities, and he would receive a few hundred thousand Yuan.

This was all pure profit, and there were no expenses at all. He earned 4500 Yuan a month. In the eyes of his boss, the insurance and housing Fund were just loose change that he could squeeze out through the gaps of his fingers.

Ding Ling's eyes reddened when she heard from sister Gu that she would get a bonus of tens of thousands of Yuan every year. Buying a house and a car was not a dream, even in a first-tier city like Guangzhou.

However, he couldn't talk too much. His former employee was fired by his boss because he said a few more words and didn't know if he offended anyone.

Today, Ding Ling came to work happily, wearing light makeup and a professional manager's suit. She looked like a City Beauty. Other than herself, no one else knew that she worked at a cultural company.

After getting off the train, Ding Ling tidied up her clothes that had been messed up by the squeezing when her phone rang.

Taking it out to have a look, Ding Ling immediately steadied herself, a professional smile on her face. It was her boss, the one who was not at home all day and not in the company.

"Boss."

"I'll be at the company immediately. "

"Uh ... Okay, no problem! Do I need to prepare anything?"

"Good, good."

Ding Ling put down the phone, feeling a little worried.

The boss wanted to take him out to do something. Could it be that the lecherous hand finally couldn't help but reach out to him?

She was a little nervous, but no matter what she thought, it was impossible to reject him directly. It would be such a waste to lose such a simple and easy job. Money was so hard to earn nowadays, and this job ... If possible, Ding Ling wanted to work for the rest of her life.

Opening the bag and seeing that the pepper spray was still there, Ding Ling's heart settled.

But should he use it on the boss? As soon as he reached out to her ... Even though she had just stepped into society, a simple touch was enough to cause her bone-deep pain.

'We'll talk about it when the time comes,'Ding Ling consoled herself.

She didn't go up to the office building but waited for her boss's car downstairs.

A gray-black Bentley stopped in front of them. The window rolled down, and a young man looked at it with a straight face. His eyes were a little deep, and he said softly,""Ding Ling, get in the car."

“……”

Ding Ling was startled. Was her boss that young? Sister Gu didn't say anything, and Ding Ling didn't find any information on her boss. He had thought that he was a greasy uncle who was over fifty years old. He did not expect him to be a gentlemanly 'uncle' in his thirties.

Uncles were different from each other. There was no need to say anything more about the man in front of her. Just the Bentley alone was enough to dispel all of Ding Ling's doubts.

He wasn't very good-looking, just ordinary, but there were only a few young people who could sit in a Bentley.

Ding Ling carefully tucked her hair behind her ears, revealed her most beautiful smile, and slightly bowed.""Boss."

"Hurry up and get in the car."

'Uh, he's a little too hot-tempered,' Ding Ling thought.

After getting in the car, Ding Ling was a little nervous. She sat helplessly in a corner, like an innocent little rabbit.

However, the young and promising boss didn't say a word to her. He just kept calling her.

Ding Ling roughly knew what she was going to do today.

She was just a flower vase, a decoration by the boss's side, and she had to go to a rich family as a guest. As a guest, it was nothing more than a funeral and marriage. Looking at the Tang suit on the boss, it should not be a funeral but a happy event.

"My surname is Liu, Liu muchun." After they were done, the boss said,"I've been busy recently, so I haven't been back to the company much. I've read the articles you've written, and they're pretty good."

"Thank you, boss. I'll work harder."

"You'll be my female companion today. Don't talk too much. No matter what you hear or see, it's best not to say a word. " Liu muchun instructed.

"Okay, boss."

"Your clothes are too poor. We'll go to the primordial world later. I'll give you twenty minutes to change into a new set of clothes." Liu muchun obviously wasn't interested in chatting with Ding Ling. He sized her up and then made some arrangements.

On this day, Ding Ling seemed to have become a Princess from a fairy tale. She had bought a set of fitting, low-key luxury items and was standing next to the boss as a vase.

The lecherous pig's hand that she had been worried about did not exist. The boss did not seem to be interested in her at all. Ding Ling was a little disgruntled about this. If the pervert were to make a move, he would be unhappy. It seemed that not making a move made her even more unhappy.

She felt that it was strange that the car did not seem to have a destination and was driving in circles in the city. Liu muchun kept calling to ask, but there was no answer.

In Ding Ling's eyes, boss Liu was already a promising young man. According to his observation, this car was not rented for show, but the boss's private car.

He was probably rushing to see someone, but he was always rejected by a cold face. Not only that, the boss didn't give up. He kept smiling and kept asking people.

As time passed, Ding Ling found that her boss's temper seemed to be getting worse and worse, and her brows furrowed more and more tightly. She tactfully remained silent. A boss who could casually spend hundreds of thousands just to package a flower vase like her ... How could she be easily offended?

The money she had spent on the tour of Supreme ancient had all come from her boss's card. Ding Ling was looking forward to a smooth day for her boss. Otherwise, she wouldn't even know what had happened to this money.

Liu muchun was holding the phone in his hand. His left thumb was constantly moving on the other four fingers, like a dancing fairy.

Having been in the industry for a while, Ding Ling knew that this was the so-called ability to calculate and predict. It turned out that her boss had real ability. But what was it that made him so worried?

After an unknown amount of time, the phone in Ding Ling's right hand started vibrating. He opened his eyes and immediately picked up the phone.

"The First Affiliated Hospital of Tiannan Medical University. I got it. Thank you, senior." "Thank you," Liu muchun said softly. Then, he hung up the phone with a happy face.

"Go to the operating room of the First Affiliated Hospital of Tiannan Medical University." Liu muchun said to the driver.

"Alright," he said.

"Do we have any acquaintances over there?"

"Yes, I'll contact them now." The driver replied immediately.