The boss of a wealthy family is too clingy, and the beautiful secretary wants to quit

"Scratch-off tickets?" An Ran didn't know much about it, but she had heard of it.

The only time she bought a lottery ticket was when her classmates persuaded her to do so. It was a two-dollar welfare lottery ticket.

A set of numbers were randomly selected: 5.10.19.22.29.31, 6

Winning numbers: 6.11.20.23.30.32, 7

Each number is only one step away, but the difference can make a huge difference.

While she was still reminiscing, she was already standing in the lottery shop.

Feng Jiajia had never bought one before, but she found it interesting to watch other people playing on short videos, so she quickly picked out a 500 yuan scratch ticket.

The boss took the money with a smile.

"I'll just buy this one." An Ran looked at the dazzling array of scratch tickets, and since they were all wasted money anyway, she pointed to one with a face value of five yuan.

The boss frowned slightly and took out a few tickets that no one wanted and placed them in front of her.

An Ran picked one up at random.

After reading the rules, Feng Jiajia concentrated on starting a round of scratch-off draws.

"I didn't win...I didn't win again...I won 20..." After scratching for ten minutes, I only scratched out 80 yuan.

As it turns out, this thing is a scam.

She leaned against the glass counter listlessly, playing with her phone, "Ran Ran, give it a shave."

Anran saw her winning rate and was glad that she only paid a five-yuan IQ tax.

The scraping was completed with a rustling sound from the friction between the coating and the scraper.

"Jia Jia, take a look, is this correct?"

Feng Jiajia took her scratch ticket, and her distracted eyes suddenly lit up. She said excitedly, "Fuck! I won 10,000!"

The boss immediately stretched his neck, opened his eyes wide, leaned over, took the lottery ticket, and stared at An Ran in shock. The lottery shop had been open for several years, and the highest winning amount from this lottery was only 20 yuan.

An Ran looked at her boss in bewilderment, "Really?"

"You really won! Congratulations! You are so lucky!" The boss was very excited and smiled from ear to ear.

"Ranran, your luck has really changed!" Feng Jiajia hugged her excitedly, and turned to the boss and said, "Boss, redeem the prize!"

"You have to go to the issuing center to redeem this." The boss told the detailed address and precautions.

"You want a workday?" An Ran is extremely busy at work, and her boss has just given her such a great benefit. She plans to work hard until her death. Will her boss have any objection if she asks for leave to claim the bonus?

Feng Jiajia saw that she was a little confused, so she directly transferred 10,000 yuan to her WeChat and said, "I'll go and claim the prize, and I'll give you the money first."

"Jia Jia, why are you so nice?" An Ran was touched.

"Of course I have to be nice to you. I can't be outdone by Jiang Huainian." Feng Jiajia raised an eyebrow.

"I'll treat you to a buffet tomorrow." An Ran smiled and gave her a reassuring gesture.

"Okay! I'll take you home and we'll have a big dinner tomorrow." Feng Jiajia reached out to catch the 'air' heart.

—

Perhaps because she was too tired, Anran slept particularly soundly in her new home and slept till dawn.

After the two finished the buffet, they were so full that Feng Jiajia suggested going shopping.

When I walked into a luxury brand store, I stood in front of the window.

"What are you looking at?" Feng Jiajia looked in the direction she was looking. It was a men's tie.

"I'll buy my boss a gift to thank him for his help," said An Ran.

"It should be." Feng Jiajia agreed.

An Ran picked out a simple tie, made of dark blue silk, with the brand's logo printed on the 'broadsword' position, which looked low-key and luxurious.

"Does it look good?"

"It looks good!" Feng Jiajia gave an affirmative answer.

"Please wrap it up." An Ran felt that this tie was exactly Jiang Huai Nian's style.

"Ma'am, we provide embroidered words on the back of ties for our valued customers to highlight their uniqueness. Do you need it?" said the shopping guide.

An Ran thought about it.

"Please embroider J.HN, thank you."

The salesperson said: "Okay, please leave your address and the craftsman will send it to you after the words are embroidered."

Afterwards, An Ran went to pick out two more scarves.

"Jia Jia, this is for you. It's 200 yuan more expensive than the boss's." An Ran said with a smile.

"It turns out you love me the most." Feng Jiajia looked heartwarming.

"And this one's for my mom." An Ran asked the waiter to pack it up.

Check out, total is RMB.

Feng Jiajia: "You've spent all the money you won, and you're still paying for it."

An Ran smiled.

"It's all unexpected money anyway."

After leaving the luxury brand store, An Ran went to the shopping mall downstairs to buy some ingredients for making cookies.

There is a big oven in my apartment in Shenzhen. I did some research last night and it seems to be quite simple to bake cookies, so I plan to give it a try.

After going home.

An Ran baked delicious cookies according to the tutorial. Unexpectedly, although she had no talent for cooking, she was very good at making cookies.

Pack the cookies and bring them to the company tomorrow for my colleagues to try.

On Monday morning, Anran opened the curtains on the balcony, did some stretching exercises facing the blue sky and white clouds outside, and then washed up leisurely.

It only takes 10 minutes to walk from here to Shencheng Yipin. It’s great that you don’t have to worry about traffic jams anymore.

At 7:45, Anran was walking on the quiet streets of the wealthy area, with birds singing and flowers blooming. Early risers were walking their dogs on the green boulevards, feeling comfortable and relaxed.

It is a completely different scene from the urban village where she lives.

The narrow alleys are bustling with people, with the sounds of vendors shouting and customers bargaining one after another.

Workers are rushing to work, their faces full of fatigue and anxiety.

I have to sigh, they are simply two different worlds.

—

"Uncle Zhang, good morning!"

An Ran was changing her shoes at the entrance. When she looked up, she saw Uncle Zhang with a smile on his face.

"Secretary An, good morning!"

After An Ran made coffee for Jiang Huainian, she took out a bag of biscuits from her bag and gave it to Uncle Zhang.

"I baked some cookies myself, please try them."

Uncle Zhang opened the package, took a bite, and praised it repeatedly.

The two sat at the dining table and chatted.

"Young Master Nian has been in a bad mood these days, and he's been in a bad mood when he wakes up. When you go to wake him up later..."

Before Uncle Zhang could finish his words, the bedroom door opened.

"Mr. Jiang, good morning!" An Ran immediately stood up and greeted him energetically.

Jiang Huainian hummed expressionlessly, walked to the dining table, sat down lazily, picked up the coffee and took a sip.

Uncle Zhang's face was full of confusion. Did the young master's morning grumpiness disappear again? He actually got up on his own initiative to eat breakfast!

An Ran was fiddling with breakfast on the side. "Boss Jiang, have breakfast."

Jiang Huainian sat up straight, picked up the chopsticks, and slowly picked up the omelet in front of him.

Anran sat opposite him and started eating breakfast.

Uncle Zhang looked at the scene in front of him. After serving the Jiang family for more than 30 years, he felt for the first time that he was a little redundant.

Jiang Huainian glanced at the cookies on the table that didn't go with the breakfast, and frowned slightly. Was Uncle Zhang confused? He actually put the food he hated on the table.

Uncle Zhang seemed to sense his peripheral vision on the biscuits and took them into the kitchen without making a sound.

An Ran didn't notice anything wrong with Uncle Zhang's behavior.