Book-wearing villain: In the beginning, I kidnapped the heroine!

The show on the fourth floor will be open to the public when new exhibits are on display, and invitations will be issued to VIP customers in advance, similar to a fashion show, where VIP users can choose products.

This is the case with class differences. Ordinary people’s shopping methods may be limited to shopping malls or online shopping, while those with strong financial resources can directly browse and choose. Buying luxury goods is like buying cabbage. Everyone is a VIP.

What's more, for example, aristocratic families, film and television tycoons, don't even have to leave the door, and all kinds of luxury brands will take the initiative to come to the door to send the most expensive clothing and jewelry that are hard to find.

For example, this type of person is Su Qing.

However, at this moment, it is a bit inappropriate for Su Qing to be an example. It can only be said that he used to be, after all, he has become a wage earner of [-] a month in a trendy brand store...

After Qin Xue gave Su Qing a brief introduction to the areas on the first, third, and fourth floors, she brought him to the second floor.

The second floor is the working area. The overall color is warm yellow with some Tiffany blue. It can be regarded as a people-oriented style, which is visually stretched and relaxed.

On the right hand side of the entrance is the employee workstation, and there are several conference rooms and offices in the innermost part.

Qin Xue's office is in the penultimate room next to the wall. The outside is not a wall, but a huge floor-to-ceiling window made of frosted anti-peep material.

And Su Qing, as Qin Xue's assistant, was arranged by her in this office - outside the window.

A set of simple milky white acrylic tables and chairs is Su Qing's 'battlefield'.

Although the table and chairs were not narrow, the position he was in was a corridor, not even a workstation, which made Xiao Qingqing very sad.

He never dreamed that even if Mrs. Ba's sister was a real capitalist and signed him a ten-year labor contract, she wouldn't even give him a decent job.

Su Qing was sitting on the workstation, leaning his head against the frosted glass, with the broken hair on his temples hanging around the corners of his eyes, his handsome face looked a bit sad, he sighed deeply, after all, he still paid by mistake. ..

Hey, it turns out that Zhang Cheng himself will not receive any preferential treatment.

Su Qing licked her nose, and the rhinitis that had just recovered from being blown by the cold air was about to recur.

He grabbed the metal nameplate in his hand, which was given to him by Qin Xue before he entered the office, and asked him to pin it on his clothes, with a few large characters written on it.

[Special assistant to the general manager: Su Yan. ]

Su Qing pressed the pin, and appointed her to pin it to her clothes. She thought to herself that Qin Xue's work efficiency is quite fast, and she doesn't know when she found someone to make this thing.

With such a golden nameplate on a whole body of high-end suits, it feels like the price has been lowered all of a sudden.

Before entering the office, Qin Xuelin said to him, "Happy work."

In other words, it is an indisputable fact that Su Qing has always been generous. If anyone is able to do well under his hands, he will give them millions of dollars. The main reason is that he is too rich.

But the root cause is that Su Qing, the villain's heart, pays special attention to the value of others. He doesn't like to give others low rewards, as if using cheap money to measure the value of others.

Anyway, he now feels that his personal value has been severely underestimated.

He really doesn't know that working from [-] to [-] with a salary of [-] a month...

What does he take - happy work! ?

Isn't this suffering in the world?

The writer Wang Xiaobo once said:

[People have to endure some hardships and waste some years to become noble. This kind of thinking is not only harmful, but also sick. ]

Su Qing now thinks it makes sense. He doesn't want to suffer. He decided to think of a way to leave tomorrow. As an imposing young master, he holds the power of life and death in the entertainment circle of half of China and the wealth that is incomparable to the country. How can he stay? Working in such a small place...

However, he hasn't finished complaining about what is in his heart.

He only heard a sweet female voice coming towards him.

"The company's air conditioner is cool, let's drink some hot milk."

Su Qing was taken aback, and turned her face to look in front of her, only to see a 36D beautiful girl wearing a pure white tube top and suspenders standing in front of her. It highlights the whiteness of the face, and the air stays in the sea, making the whole person cute and sexy.

She was holding a cup of hot milk in her hand, sending it to Su Qing.

and...

It wasn't just this one standing before him.

There are also two beautiful and graceful women.

One was wearing a trendy suit with a bit of a punk style, with short hair reaching behind the ears, a delicate face, and holding a soft blanket in his hand.

"This is the air outlet, put on a blanket, or you will catch a cold easily."

Another one is wearing a bow-shaped fabric on the chest. The aqua-blue material is very playful. The jet-black hair is tied into two buns on both sides. There is a black bow on each bun. Su Qing held it up, holding a few candies in her palm.

"Wow, little brother, you look so handsome, I'll give you candy."

Su Qing chuckled, he knew where the happiness of the 800 yuan came from.

For the turbulent lingering thoughts of these beautiful girls, the simple Su Qing couldn't help feeling a little bit ashamed and resistant.

But considering that he will work here for a long time, he must establish a good relationship with his colleagues in the company, so he reluctantly accepts their kindness one by one.

"Thank you sisters, my name is Su Yan, nice to meet you all."

"You're welcome. My name is Tang Wanwan, and I'm from Blackthread's customer department. We just went to a meeting, otherwise we could see you sooner. If you don't understand anything, just come to my sister." The milk girl said happily.

"You won't bother my sister too much, will you?" Su Qing was obedient and polite with a hint of shyness.

"How could it be? They are all members of Blackthread. We will be a family from now on. Besides, Mr. Qin also told us that we will take care of you."

Tang Wanwan blinked, then pointed to the punk girl beside her, "She's Cuan Yiyi."

Su Qing pursed her lips, not expecting to have the surname Cuan for a long time.

Seeing this, the girl with a bow tie smiled and said, "Cuan, cuan, four tones, it's very difficult to write, so what follows is one, two, three, four."

Cuan Yiyi smiled lightly, "You two, stop making fun of my name all day long."

She turned her head to look at Su Qing and said, "Call me Rafael, I'm the designer of blackthread."

"Okay." Su Qing nodded.

"My name is Zheng Xinyi, and I work in the logistics department. I don't do much work, and the desk is diagonally across from you. Remember to play with me." Zheng Xinyi tore a piece of candy and stuffed it into her mouth, speaking a little awkwardly.