Chapter 33 Walking

Cao Su's surrogate driver was He Chemo. The night before yesterday, Cao Su asked Xia Ya, the housekeeper of the Presidential Suite at the Kempinski Hotel, to call him a substitute driver, who happened to be He Chemo.

He left her contact information. Shenzhen University is not far from here, and it was Sunday noon, so he called her to drive. Really drive ah. Don't think wrongly, everyone.

He Xueqian is tall, 1.72 meters tall, walking on the road at the entrance of the resort in 10cm high heels, short-sleeved T-shirt, white short skirt, long hair fluttering, youthful, and has a sense of beauty that cannot be gazed upon.

The men who came in and out looked at the sexy and cold girl who was coming, and felt their eyes were glued to her. Who can bear those long legs pinched.

He Xueqian walked into the lobby on the first floor of the hotel, and immediately saw Song Jingying who was on the phone. She understood why Brother Cao said to her on the phone: When you go to the hotel lobby, you will naturally know who is my assistant.

She stood in the distance and waited for a while, waiting for the elegant, intellectual, and beautiful young woman in stockings to come up after calling and said, "Sister Song, hello. I'm He Xueqian, Brother Cao asked me to drive instead."

Song Jingying was on the phone with her younger sister just now. She came to Shencheng to look for a job, so she naturally wanted to explain the situation to her family.

"Oh, hello!" Song Jingying shook hands with the tall and beautiful girl in front of her, gave her the keys to the Bentley, explained clearly, and sat back in the silver-gray BMW 740Li, ignited the car, started the car and left.

She was very curious about the reason why Cao Su suddenly wanted to walk back to the hotel. She didn't believe his "exercise program" reasoning.

In addition, she also wanted to see if he was bragging?

Don't look at her speechless rebuttal by Cao Su just now, but in her heart, she doesn't believe a word. Thirty-year-old men are still talking about ideals, which feels like frivolous words.

Mr. Cao's "ideal" is full of "business". After all, "painting cakes" for employees is also one of the necessary skills for being a boss.

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Dalan Group provides dormitories for employees on the production line and some employees in low-income positions. The dormitory is located in the industrial park.

However, accommodation subsidies are provided for employees at the C1 level and above. 500 yuan per month. Jiang Ran, who works in the President's Office of the Digital Electronic Products Division, lives in a residential area fifteen minutes away from Dalan Group Industrial Park.

On Sunday afternoon, Jiang Ran and her human resources colleague Zhang Jie opened a room in the hotel to play mahjong. The 25-year-old Sichuan sister is almost at the full level of mahjong. The other two are also female colleagues of Dalan Group.

Sister Zhang is a very beautiful woman, thirty years old, with fine skin and tender flesh, fair and smooth skin, and a graceful figure. With a height of 1.66 meters, the place where it should be big is big, and the place where it should be round is round. Very stylish.

A few years ago, she went to Jiangzhou to recruit, and recruited Jiang Ran to Dalan Group. Now Jiang Ran's development momentum is very good, and he works in the president's office. With this relationship, the two have a very good personal relationship.

Female colleague 1 asked curiously: "Of course, didn't you say that you are going to exercise today? Why do you have time to play mahjong with us?"

Sister Zhang touched the card and said with a smile: "Ran Ran's pigeon was released, she is angry."

Jiang Ran nodded and played a card: "Fifty thousand."

At noon on Friday the day before yesterday, Cao Su invited her to go hiking on WeChat. After holding back for twenty minutes, she agreed to the senior's invitation. You know, it's been a long time since she agreed to a separate invitation from a boy.

Such an excellent man, of course she is willing to associate with him and fall in love.

It turned out that the date she was looking forward to, he sent a wechat message last night: He is attending a class reunion, and it is estimated that he will be free at noon tomorrow.

Naturally, she was "sensible" and took the initiative to push the date to next weekend. But I made up my mind to find an excuse not to go.

Female colleague 2 asked with a smile: "Who? So bold, dare to let our pigeons go! Drag it down and kill it."

Everyone who said it laughed.

Jiang Ran smiled and picked up the vibrating mobile phone to check the news, but someone sent a message in the alumni group of Dalan Group.

"Fuck! Among the Jiangda alumni of our Dalan Group, there is really a talented person! Cao Su, the art team of the product department under the Digital Electronic Products Division, just resigned."

Next are a few pictures. Inside is Cao Su's other sky-blue Bentley Flying Spur. There are boys in the group who estimate that the landing price is more than 6 million.

There is also the silhouette of an extremely beautiful working girl. It is said that this is Cao Su's assistant.

Jiang Ran was surprised.

On Friday morning, Cao Su drove a red Ferrari sports car to work, and Yu Ping, the project manager, apologized to him in public. It has long been spread in Shencheng. But she really didn't know that this senior also had a luxury car.

Senior Cao, how many secrets are still hidden in you!

Many people in the WeChat group were blown out.

Someone asked: "Are there any alumni of software engineering from the 2001 School of Engineering in the group? Come out and talk about it."

"No. Among their classmates is Wei Haocheng, the president of Jinzhong Communication, who is the leader." The implication is that no one in the Dalan Group can get into this group yet.

"Yesterday, Cao Su hosted more than 20 students majoring in software engineering from the 2001 School of Engineering at Xili Lake Resort. A ten-million-level investment project was finalized that night, and Mr. Wei praised and followed him. The wealth and ability are first-class The standard. Very awesome!"

"Does anyone have his WeChat? Pull him into the group."

Of course Jiang Ran would not say in the group that she has Cao Su's WeChat. The alumni group is full of fish and dragons! Even the class group can't compare. Holding a rose red iPhone, she called up Cao Su's WeChat and sent him a message.

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At noon in midsummer in the deep city, the sun can almost roast people. On both sides of the empty road, the woods were sun-drenched.

Cao Su carried two bottles of mineral water bought in a small supermarket in the resort, and left his mobile phone in a plastic bag. He regretted it after walking less than a kilometer. Made, you should hike at night! Or, find a boulevard.

And the mission of the system is also very strict: uninterrupted. He couldn't stop and rest, or the kilometers would be recounted.

Gritting his teeth along the way and walking forward, about an hour later, Song Jingying appeared beside him in a car. Wearing a pair of big sunglasses to cover her classic and beautiful face, and driving to prevent the sun from shining on her eyes, she softly shouted: "

Mr. Cao, do you want to take a break? "

Looking at Cao Su, who was covered in sweat, walking in the empty suburban streets, Song Jingying had a different emotion in her heart. She really didn't expect Mr. Cao to be serious.

She drove the wrong way just now and didn't find him. She thought he was talking empty words and couldn't help but sneer. But after all, he couldn't hold back, and drove around again, but he was really found.

What do you think you are drawing? Performance Art? I didn't see you broadcast live with your mobile phone again.

Cao Su waved his hand, panting, "No need. Jingying, go and buy me some iced mineral water. Then hold the phone for me."

He still has one bottle of mineral water left. Gotta take some weight off. When people are tired, mobile phones are also a burden.

Song Jingying said: "Okay, Mr. Cao." The voice was soft that she didn't realize. After taking Cao Su's mobile phone, he went to the small newsstand in front to buy water.