The fake daughter can be salty or sweet

The next day, because there was no class, Yang Zizi ran to Lunshengshi's company at six o'clock and found the elevator to go up, but none of the buttons led to the eighteenth floor, which made Yang Zizi distressed.

She suddenly remembered that the last time Bai Zhichu pulled him into the elevator, it seemed that it was not this elevator.

Yang Zizi got off the elevator and finally found the elevator that went to the eighteenth floor yesterday, but it was locked. The screen showed that the elevator needed to be opened by face recognition.

"Face recognition failed!"

Yang Zizi had a question mark on her head. Damn, an elevator also needs face recognition?

After a while, Yang Zizi finally gave up the elevator and climbed the stairs directly to the eighteenth floor.

Although she was very tired, she kept repeating to herself: "Climbing stairs to lose weight!"

Finally, the eighteenth floor was reached. It was the first time that Yang Zizi climbed such a high floor, and it also broke the record in his life.

He raised his hand to open the door, and with a "click", the door handle was directly removed.

Yang Zizi looked at the door handle in his hand innocently.

He really didn't mean it.

Yang Zizi tried hard to get the door handle on, but she was powerless, so she had to hide the door handle first.

Yang Zizi looked inside, yes, it was here.

Yang Zizi walked in, and suddenly the piercing alarm scared Yang Zizi so much that she looked around in a panic, not knowing where to hide.

Fortunately, the alarm only sounded for a while and then stopped.

Yang Zizi was puzzled for a while and began to look carefully at the 18th floor.

Every cubicle was locked, including the largest one, which was the office of Lunshengshi.

It must be said that the office of Lunshengshi was really luxurious, and it was almost as big as a house.

Yang Zizi walked in the corridor and wanted to take a look inside other cubicles, but she could not see anything.

Yang Zizi took out a rag from her bag, went to the bathroom to wet it, and began to wipe the glass diligently.

She thought happily: If Lun Shengshi saw how diligent he was, he would definitely be touched, and maybe he would hire her as an assistant.

Yang Zizi smiled happily.

The glass was almost wiped, and the rag in Yang Zizi's hand was still white and clean, without even a speck of dust. Could it be that someone had already wiped it?

Yang Zizi continued to wipe it, anyway, Lun Shengshi came and must see him working diligently.

Suddenly, Yang Zizi bumped into a strong and powerful knee, and Yang Zizi staggered forward a few steps.

Yang Zizi stood up and looked back. Lun Shengshi was standing in front of him, looking down at him.

Yang Zizi looked at him, and instantly felt like a grain of dust in the dust.

But why was his expression so ugly? He helped him wipe the glass, and he was still so angry?

Yang Zizi pointed at the crystal clear glass he had wiped when he asked for praise.

"Look, I wiped it all. It's very clean, isn't it?" Even he himself knew for the first time that he could clean so cleanly.

Lun Shengshi not only didn't look at it, but also had a bit of sarcasm on his face: "You are really good!"

Yang Zizi smiled embarrassedly. It felt really fulfilling to be praised.

"It's okay." Yang Zizi said with a silly smile.

"It actually cracked the glass." Lun Shengshi said calmly.

What?

Yang Zizi turned around and saw that the glass he had wiped was cracked.

"I... I wiped it very carefully." Yang Zizi explained.