Chapter 2567 Folk Company

Ding Ling is an ordinary fresh graduate.

After graduating and entering the society, she realized many things that she didn't understand before. I just arrived at a company, and before I was familiar with the business, I was scared away by the constant harassment from my greasy boss.

After several failed job searches, I finally got a job as a clerk in a folk custom company, responsible for some paperwork.

She cherishes this job opportunity very much, and the boss does not show up almost every day. There is only one female colleague, Sister Gu, who has a good temper. The so-called office culture has nothing to do with her.

I just write promotional soft articles every day, and try to package the strange and chaotic works with soft articles as much as possible. After all, it is all feudal superstition, and if it is revealed in the open, it will be 404.

But this business really makes money. The boss plays golf, goes to see Fengshui, and conducts folk activities, and hundreds of thousands will be credited to the account.

It's all pure profit, no expense at all. I pay 4,500 a month, and in the eyes of the boss, the five social insurances and one housing fund are just loose change leaking through the fingers.

Hearing from Sister Gu that there are tens of thousands of year-end dividends every year, this money makes Ding Ling's eyes turn red. Buying a house or a car is not a dream, even in a first-tier city like Yangcheng.

But I can't talk too much. My former employee was fired by the boss just because he said a few more words, and he didn't know if he offended anyone.

Today Ding Ling came to work happily, with light makeup and a professional manager suit, a standard urban beauty. Except for herself, no one knew that she was working in a folk culture company.

As soon as he got off the subway, Ding Ling tidied up his messed-up clothes when his cell phone rang.

Taking it out, Ding Ling subconsciously stood firm, with a professional smile on his face. It was the boss who called, the boss who was away from home all day and was not in the company at all.

"boss."

"I'll be at the company right away."

"Uh... well, it's sure to be fine! Do I need to prepare anything?"

"well."

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

The boss is going to take him out to do some errands, could it be that that salty pig's hand finally couldn't bear to reach out to him?

She was a little apprehensive, but no matter what she thought, it was impossible to directly refuse. It would be a pity to lose such a simple and easy job. It's so hard to earn money now, this job... If possible, Ding Ling would like to do it for the rest of his life.

Opening the handbag and seeing that the anti-wolf spray was still there, Ding Ling's heart calmed down.

But do you want to use it on your boss? Once his salty pig's hand reached out to him... Although he had just stepped into the society, Ding Ling felt the pain to the marrow of his bones after only being beaten a few times.

I'll talk about it when the time comes, I'll talk about it when the time comes, Ding Ling comforted himself.

She didn't go to the office building, but waited for the boss's car below.

A gray and black Bentley stopped in front of it, the window was down, a young man looked at it with a straight face, his eyes were a little deep, and said softly: "Ding Ling, get in the car."

"..."

Ding Ling was stunned for a moment. Is his boss so young? Sister Gu didn't say anything, and Ding Ling didn't find the boss's information either. I thought it was a greasy uncle over fifty years old, but I didn't expect it to be a gentle "uncle" in his thirties.

Uncles are different from uncles. The one in front of me, needless to say, just the Bentley dispelled all of Ding Ling's doubts.

The appearance cannot be said to be high, it is just ordinary, but there are a few young people who can sit in a Bentley.

Ding Ling carefully pulled her hair back to her ears, showed the most beautiful smile, showed a slight bow, and said, "Boss."

"Hurry up and get in the car."

Uh, I have a bad temper, too impatient, Ding Ling thought to himself.

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

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

Looking at his words, Ding Ling probably knew what he was going to do today.

I am a vase, as an embellishment for the boss, and I am going to be a guest of a certain rich family. Being a guest is nothing more than a wedding or funeral. Judging by the Tang suit on the boss, it should not be a funeral, but a happy event.

"My surname is Liu, Liu Muchun." After finishing the work, the boss said, "I've been busy recently and haven't been back to the company much. I read a few soft articles you wrote, and the writing is not bad."

"Thank you boss, I will work harder."

"Today you are my female companion, don't talk much, no matter what you hear or see, it's best not to say a word." Liu Muchun instructed.

"Okay, boss."

"The clothes are too poor. I'll go to Taikoo Li later, and I'll give you 20 minutes to change." Liu Muchun was obviously not interested in chatting with Ding Ling, so he took a look and arranged lightly.

On this day, Ding Ling was like a princess in a fairy tale. She bought a well-fitting, low-key luxury item and stood beside the boss as a vase.

The salty pig's hand that he was worried about did not exist, and the boss seemed to have no interest in her at all, Ding Ling was a little bit slanderous about this. If the salty pig's hands do something, he will be unhappy. It seemed that not doing anything made her feel even more upset.

She found it strange that the car seemed to have no destination, circling around the city. Liu Muchun has been calling to inquire, but to no avail.

In Ding Ling's view, Boss Liu is already young and promising. According to observations, this car should not be rented for publicity, but the boss's private car.

He should be rushing to meet someone, but he is always turned away with a cold face. That's not to mention, the boss never gave up, kept smiling and kept asking people.

As time went by, Ding Ling found that the boss's temper seemed to be getting worse and worse, and his brows became more and more wrinkled. She kept silent knowingly, and could casually spend more than a hundred thousand just to package such a vase boss as herself... Could that be easily offended?

All the money I paid for my visit to Taikoo Li just now was from the boss's card. Ding Ling hoped that the boss would be able to go smoothly today, otherwise I don't know what happened to the money.

Liu Muchun held the mobile phone in his hand, and the thumb of his left hand was constantly beating on the other four fingers, like a dancing elf.

After entering the business for a while, Ding Ling knew that this was the so-called ability to pinch and count. It turned out that his boss had real skills. But what was it that made him so anxious?

After an unknown amount of time, the phone on Ding Ling's right hand made a buzzing sound. He opened his eyes and immediately connected to the phone.

"The First Affiliated Hospital of Tiannan Medical University, got it, thank you, brother." Liu Muchun said a word of thanks softly, and then hung up the phone with a happy face.

"Go to the First Affiliated Hospital of Tiannan Medical University, the surgery room." Liu Muchun said to the driver.

"good."

"Do we have any acquaintances over there?"

"Yes, I'll contact you right away." The driver replied immediately.