She was fired after she refused to be the CEO's dog licker.

Shen Hualan watched me throw the broken glass into the trash can bit by bit, and then left with a disappointed expression.

Before leaving, she said to me sincerely: "Xuxu, things in this world are difficult to be perfect, but Auntie still appreciates you."

After closing the door, my stomach turned, and I finally couldn't help but retched into the trash can.

However, I clearly remember that two years ago, it was Shen Hualan who warned me righteously not to affect the future of their mother and son.

Oh, there are always some people in this world who have principles and adapt to their own circumstances. To Shen Hualan, I am an alternative and a trade-off, but never the first choice.

I don’t know how long it took, but the noisy ringtone of my cell phone pulled me back from my thoughts. When I opened it, I saw it was a call from Zeng Zhi.

I calmed down and then pressed the answer button.

"Manager Meng, why did you send Laoshan Ginseng back? This was chosen specially for you by Mr. Zhou."

"No need." I heard my voice was cold, as if it was tempered with a layer of ice.

I've never been so sane.

"Manager Meng, this is Mr. Zhou's wish. You don't know that Mr. Zhou put a lot of effort into getting these old ginseng roots," Zeng Zhi seemed to be aware of my emotions and hesitated. , "He actually cares about Manager Meng very much."

I sneered, thinking about all the recent events, and suggested: "For such a precious medicinal material, I think it is more suitable to give to Lin Xixi, or...Ms. Zhao."

Before Zeng Zhi could finish speaking, I cut the line directly.

Wu Ling gave me a rest day, but now it seems more like a funny day.

After tossing and turning all night, I decisively went to the company early the next morning.

When Xiaoya saw me, she immediately came up to me and asked with concern: "Sister Nanxu, why did you come to the company? Are you feeling well?"

"Much better. How was your work these two days?"

Xiaoya came over and whispered: "Everyone is in harmony, but there seems to be something wrong with Sister Wu Ling."

I glanced at the closed door of Wu Ling's office and asked, "What happened?"

Xiaoya shook her head and said distressedly: "I don't know either, but it seems like it happened after accepting an invitation."

I was just about to respond when I saw Lin Xixi walking in carrying a small gift box, followed by Feng Wenting and others.

Seeing me, Lin Xixi was all smiles: "Sister Nanxu, are you okay? We just discussed going to see you after get off work today."

"It's just hypoglycemia, nothing."

"By the way, this is jujube paste and donkey-hide gelatin made by my mother. I went back to get it last night. Sister Nanxu, you don't look too good, so you just need to replenish it."

After Lin Xixi finished speaking, she handed the gift box to me in front of all the colleagues present.

Those who didn’t know, thought we were such good sisters.

"Thank you, Auntie, for your thoughtfulness, but..." I pushed the gift box back, "I don't eat sweets."

As expected, Lin Xixi drooped her eyelids and said with a face full of disappointment: "That's such a pity. In this way, next time, can I ask my mother to make a version with less sugar or no sugar?"

Her thoughtful words made it no wonder that Xiao Zheng, who was in their group, would obey her words.

"It's rare that Manager Lin is so kind. Give it to me." Wu Ling's slender jade fingers stretched out from behind me. Wu Ling quickly stepped forward, grabbed the small gift box, shook it in front of everyone, and said with a smile, "Purely As for handmade ones, you definitely can’t buy them on the market.”

Lin Xixi glanced at Wu Ling blankly, smiled reluctantly, and said, "As long as Mr. Wu likes it."

"I like it," Wu Ling replied decisively. He opened the gift box in front of Lin Xixi, took out one of the sub-bags, and sighed: "Auntie is really ingenious. It's rare that Manager Lin is so enthusiastic. Come and see me. I have a share."

A box of jujube paste and donkey-hide gelatin was wiped out within five minutes.

After entering the office, Wu Ling tore one piece open and put it in his mouth, then spit it into the trash can in front of me.

"What do you mean by pure handwork? This craftsmanship... bah."

Seeing Wu Ling's anger rising, I glanced at the dark red gilt invitation on the table and asked, "Which company?"

Wu Ling followed my gaze and snorted coldly: "It's from Zhang Jiahao, saying it's his sixth uncle's birthday and he sincerely invites us to attend."

"Zhang Tingyuan's birthday party?" I was a little surprised, "But I have already refused."

After Wu Ling listened to my detailed explanation, he became even more furious: "I can see that Zhang Jiahao came back this time either for family business or to make trouble with me."

I looked at the address of the birthday party. It was in a Chinese-style courtyard of the Zhang family, and suggested: "The ceremony goes, but the people don't go."

"Not going? Why not?" Wu Ling said righteously, "I also want to see what tricks Zhang Jiahao will play this time."

I thought about Gu Wantong and Song Feng, thought for a moment and said, "Okay, just think of it as maintaining customer relations."

At seven o'clock in the evening, Wu Ling and I drove to Heyuan.

An antique Chinese courtyard.

After passing through the winding corridor, we came to the main hall.

Inside the hall, the decoration is elegant and the chandeliers are as bright as stars, illuminating the entire space.

The guests were dressed in costumes and behaved elegantly. The chatter and laughter of the princes and daughters mingled with each other, and they were immersed in a joyful and peaceful atmosphere.

The ones who are praised by the stars are naturally the uncles and nephews of the Zhang family.

Wu Ling and I looked at each other, and just as we were about to step forward to say hello, by coincidence, there was a sudden commotion behind us.

I looked over curiously and saw Gu Wantong and others dressed up.

Unexpectedly, Miss Gu changed from her usual well-behaved princess appearance today and changed into a white suspender satin dress with high slits. The shiny silk satin drooped naturally and cut across her graceful figure. It was paired with a silver CL pointed-toe shoes, the whole image looks pure and sexy.

In addition, Gu Wantong always gives people the impression of being knowledgeable and reasonable, and the visual impact of this moment is still very strong.

It's this dress, it looks a bit familiar.

Wu Ling's lips curled up: "Killer skirt, a famous model from an Italian designer. I have a black version of the same style in my wardrobe."

I paused for a moment, suddenly realizing it, but then I felt something was wrong.

Wu Ling's killer skirt was bought by Zhang Jiahao, but what about Gu Wantong's one?

With such a large formation, it naturally attracted the attention of the Zhang family's uncles and nephews. In an instant, the center of the crowd moved around Gu Wantong.

Everyone praised her repeatedly, and Song Feng even gave a thumbs up: "I thought it was a goddess descending to earth."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Ling let out a sigh: "Shouldn't fairies wear Chinese clothes?"

Her voice was not loud, but she was a little abrupt among the praises, and she easily drew the guests' attention to the two of us.

Song Feng glanced at Wu Ling dissatisfied and said, "Isn't this Miss Wu? She's here to celebrate our Sixth Young Master's birthday too?"

Wu Ling, who has never been afraid of the scene, stepped forward and handed the gift to Zhang Tingyuan: "Happy birthday."

Zhang Tingyuan had a sweet look on his face: "It's my honor for Miss Wu and Miss Meng to come, thank you."