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After accompanying Sheng Yixing to finish the interview, Lin Qingshuang said goodbye to him for the time being.
"I just called the housekeeper and asked him to pick you up right away. You should be outside the hospital now. If there is nothing else, I will leave first."
There is no need to be hospitalized for an injury like Sheng Yixing¡¯s. You can rest at home for ten days and a half after getting some water and medicine.
Due to the sudden change in weather, the temperature difference between night and day was too large. The tips of the two people standing under the steps of the hospital were slightly red due to the cool breeze.
Lin Qingshuang put her hands in her pockets. The bright red color made her look as beautiful as a seductress walking out of the dark night.
The silky-smooth ink hair was spread to her shoulders, and a few strands of hair were blown up and down by the breeze, flying mischievously on both sides of her smooth cheeks, like a halo surrounding the woman.
Her skin is extremely white to begin with, especially when contrasted with such a bright color as red, it makes her milky white skin look like jade.
Sheng Yixing was lost in thought. Seeing that he didn't speak, Lin Qingshuang shrugged, turned and walked out of the courtyard.
At this time, he no longer hesitated and reached out to gently put his hand on the woman's shoulder. His voice was deep and mellow, like a bottle of aged wine that had just been opened. You could taste the extraordinary taste even with a light sniff.
"Wait, I'll go with you."
Although there is still a plaster on his hand, this does not affect the man's aloof but powerful aura.
The street lights in the hospital elongated the two figures and overlapped them.
No one said a word.
Lin Qingshuang lowered her head and glanced at the message sent by her cell phone, and simply replied.
This time it was Lin Qingshuang who drove Sheng Yixing to the hospital. She originally thought that she could pick her up at the airport and use her car so that she could stay there, but she didn't expect that she had actually called Sheng's house early in the morning.
Sheng Yixing is not the kind of person who is eager for success, especially when facing a peerless gem like Lin Qingshuang. She has gathered all the beautiful words at this time, and it needs someone who is willing to cut and polish them carefully to finally present the most perfect one. of her.
The two of them were walking one behind the other, as if they were back in the green days of friendship.
Sheng Yixing looked at the little figure and felt slightly absent-minded for a moment.
Although Lin Qingshuang was wearing a three-dimensional and slim-fitting red suit, she was so thin that it made people feel distressed, as if she would be blown away if the wind was stronger.
Sensing the fiery gaze of the man behind her, Lin Qingshuang put away her phone with a cold expression and walked towards the parking spot ahead expressionlessly.
"Heartbreak is easy, but if it really needs to be healed, how can it be forgotten so easily?"
"Besides, Lin Qingshuang had already lost a bet on him once. She didn't have the courage or the energy to put all her focus on Sheng Yixing.
As expected, the butler of the Sheng family was waiting in front of the parking lot, waiting for the male owner to arrive.
Her efficiency has always been excellent.
Sheng Yixing lowered his head slightly, looking at Lin Qingshuang's tall nose and thick eyelashes, and inexplicably hoped that this time could pass a little slower.
¡°Peaceful times like this always pass by in a blink of an eye.
After Lin Qingshuang politely greeted her previous acquaintances, she got into her black Mercedes-Benz and disappeared into the night without looking back.
Looking at her car driving away, Sheng Yixing stood there and stared in that direction for a long time.
The old housekeeper has been a shrewd person for half his life. How could he not understand the situation of his young master?
This is a clear sign of being trapped by love!
When Lin Qingshuang was tied to the operating table, and when she was treated inhumanely when she returned home, the old housekeeper saw it all.
He was also the only person in the family who rarely reached out to give Lin Qingshuang a hand in the mud.
Although I don¡¯t understand why my young master is pursuing Miss Lin now.
But, how can it be a simple thing to bring back the people who have been hurt before?
He sighed, turned around and opened the rear door: "Master, it's been cold recently and you've been injured again, so you'd better get in the car quickly."
It¡¯s natural that servants like them don¡¯t interfere too much in the master¡¯s affairs.
The old butler has always been the understanding person in this love game. He knew it when he saw that the young master would soften his heart and ask someone to heal Lin Qingshuang when he saw that the young master had calmed down.
The young master is not as cold-blooded as he said.
"You and I have been together for seven years. Butler, what should I do to make Qingshuang stop avoiding me like this?"sp; "Mr. Lin, please give me your hand?" The boy was not shy at all, and he could still see the amazement in his passionate and ruthless eyes.
Although she didn¡¯t understand what he wanted to do with her hands, Lin Qingshuang still nodded and stretched out her delicate jade fingers.
Her round fingertips and slender nails made her already long and white hands look even more delicate.
The boy first shook his arm, then stretched out his hand to cover the other one, and then under the gaze of Lin Qingshuang and dozens of other boys at the scene, a rose appeared in his hand.
The roses are still dripping with rain and dew, looking like a delicate and shy girl waiting to bloom.
The boy handed the flowers to her with both hands, and then said in a youthful male voice: "Flowers for beauty, Mr. Lin, please accept them."
Lin Qingshuang looked at the rose, then at the boy with a sincere face, and showed a standard plain smile: "It's okay, register over there."
Taking the rose from the boy¡¯s hand, she handed it to Little Sun.
The screen stopped abruptly.
After reading it, President Shanda felt that there seemed to be some strange colors on his head. Since Lin Qingshuang said last time that she didn't like dull clothes, he had changed all the daily clothes at home into white and she often wore them. Appear blue.
Because she is still injured, Sheng Yixing did not wear a black suit today, but chose to change into a casual suit with blue and white stripes.
The loose casual clothes did not hide his good figure. Every casual moment of the man can make the abdominal muscles under the clothes start to move. His innate temperament adds an indescribable flavor to the originally lazy clothes. .
Sheng Yi tossed and turned, looking at the video on his phone, and couldn't help but click on it and play it over and over again.
"The more he looked at it, the more the man's originally lazy expression became colder.
The deep and dark eyes were faintly flashing with an extremely indifferent light, and a bloody storm was brewing on that face with clear-cut features that resembled the statues of ancient Roman nobles.
The little assistant was frightened when she saw it in front of her desk, and she prayed silently.
Ms. Lin, please look back at our president!
Sheng Yixing didn't know how long he looked at it, until his eyes turned reddish, and he looked a little cruel: "Get the car ready and go to Lin's branch."
After several hours of selection, Lin Qingshuang tentatively selected a team of 30 people and planned to start training in person tomorrow.
"Everyone understands it. We will gather at the new company on time at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. I will send the general requirements to your email. Dress uniformly. You can put forward your own suggestions for modification."
Lin Qingshuang does not have many restrictions on this batch of delivery personnel. She mainly focuses on cultivating service and basic moral qualities.
Just as Lin Qingshuang was giving instructions to the boys who were about to be trained, she suddenly felt a tall black figure appear behind her, covering her whole body.
She breathed a sigh of relief, and before she turned around and looked back, she already knew who the person behind her was.
Sheng Yixing is wearing blue casual clothes and simple fashionable overalls, revealing his calves that have been exercised until the muscles are slightly bulging. This is completely different from all his previous dressing styles, but instead of matching it with Sheng Yixing, it doesn't feel out of place, and it actually seems to have a bit more youthfulness.
Although he is already in his early thirties, Sheng Yixing's face has not changed at all due to the years. God is extremely partial to him and has not even carved wrinkles on the corners of his eyes.
Casual and lazy clothes cannot block the man's innate unique aura. Although he is still a certain distance away from those fledgling boys, it is clear who is higher and who is lower.
How can a newly graduated student compare to the overlord who has been in the shopping mall all year round?
What's more, even if Sheng Yixing does nothing, he just stands there.
He naturally gave off an aura that kept strangers away, as if standing more than three meters away from him was an original sin.
"I heard that you are recruiting handsome employees?"
His unique low magnetic voice poured out from behind, like a small brush tickling Lin Qingshuang's ears. In addition to being cold, the mellow and charming male voice seemed to be mixed with an unspeakable grievance?
Although he had leaned down and his handsome face seemed to be leaning on Lin Qingshuang's shoulder, the woman still turned a blind eye and continued to write on the passed list without raising her head.
The cold and clear tone is like the ice and snow falling on the winter plums in the twelfth lunar month, which makes people feel inexplicably chilling: "Yes, but this has nothing to do with Mr. Sheng."
Hearing this, the man standing behind her pondered thoughtfully for a moment, and then said in a very charming voice: "Then, Mr. Lin, can I apply for the job?" (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com)He was heartbroken: "Yes, but this has nothing to do with Mr. Sheng."
Hearing this, the man standing behind her pondered thoughtfully for a moment, and then said in a very charming voice: "Then, Mr. Lin, can I apply for the job?" (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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