Lu Anzhi didn't even bother to wipe the oil off her face, and jumped into Li Jiu's car in confusion.
"Hello, young lady!" Li Jiu turned around happily, then his expression changed, he grabbed a pack of wet tissues and handed it over: "Young lady, please pay attention to your image, the boss will talk to you later."
Lu Anzhi was worried, so she took one out and wiped it on her face in a daze.
After a while, he asked weakly: "Li Jiu, have you ever seen the old lady get angry?"
Li Jiu stepped on the accelerator: "I see you every day. My wife likes to get angry at my master when nothing happens. It's more common than eating or sleeping."
Lu Anzhi shook his head: "It's not the kind of anger, I'm talking about the serious kind, such as hanging people and beating them..."
Li Jiu raised his eyes, looked at Lu Anzhi in the rearview mirror, and changed his tone: "What, did Master Bowen say something to you that you shouldn't say?"
After a moment, he raised his voice again: "Is it possible that he still dares to threaten you?"
Lu Anzhi continued to shake her head: "No, he doesn't have the courage. I suddenly felt a little scared. Li Jiu, if the old lady knew that Huo Zhiyan and I were just a contract couple, would she..."
Li Jiu snarled and joked: "What are you afraid of? Just don't let her know. Besides, if you want to beat her in a hanging position, you're going to beat the boss, right?"
In an instant, Lu Anzhi suddenly became enlightened.
That's right, if you want to fight, it's Huo Zhiyan. She's just a part-time worker. If the sky falls, it won't be her turn. She's afraid of a hammer.
Thinking of this, Lu Anzhi felt relaxed. He leaned back and crossed Erlang's legs: "I have to say, I, Brother Li, see clearly."
"That's right!" Li Jiu smiled triumphantly and asked seemingly casually: "By the way, young lady, you didn't wear the ruby brooch I gave you two days ago, did you?"
Lu Anzhi raised her head: "No, I'm timid. I'm afraid of being robbed in the street."
Li Jiu spoke quickly: "Who can beat you? One against four was so domineering that night."
Lu Anzhi frowned suspiciously. She always felt that something was wrong with what he said, but she couldn't tell what was wrong. She lowered her eyes and did not answer.
Li Jiu quickly brought the topic back: "Young lady, don't mention that brooch in front of the old lady. She has a bad memory and often forgets to give things to her grandchildren, so... well... try not to mention it."
As he spoke, he looked at the young lady's face through the rearview mirror.
Lu Anzhi responded nonchalantly: "Okay, these rich people are troublesome and too difficult to take care of."
Seeing that she didn't think too much, Li Jiu breathed a sigh of relief and sighed silently in his heart...
This family will break up sooner or later without him.
The two of them just talked to each other, and soon arrived downstairs at Huo Zhiyan's company.
This was the first time Lu Anzhi came to the place where Huo Zhiyan worked. When she came out of the underground garage, she was shocked by the dense number of floors in the elevator.
Li Jiu called her to stop, swiped her card and took her into a private elevator with only a few numbers, going straight to the top floor.
The elevator rose rapidly, and the slight discomfort in her body reminded Lu Anzhi all the time that what she was about to see next was a brand new world that had little to do with her.
With a ding-dong sound, Lu Anzhi came out of the elevator, turned around and saw the floor-length mirror standing beside her.
She walked behind Li Jiu in suits and ties, looking like a gray-faced country bumpkin.
Lu Anzhi tugged on her collar, feeling a little irritated inexplicably. She didn't like the oppressive feeling of this ghost place.
Li Jiu led the way and introduced that there was only one office, one conference room on the entire top floor, and a living room at the back.
Sometimes he and Huo Zhiyan were too tired from working overtime, and would occasionally spend the night here. Daily necessities and a change of clothes were all available.
As Lu Anzhi walked, she used the glass wall next to her as a mirror. She took her long hair down, bit her headband and tied it up again, so that she would not have anything to tell Huo Zhiyan when she met him later.
The door of the office was pushed open, and Li Jiu retreated wisely.
Lu Anzhi saw the man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window at a glance. He was slender, holding a coffee cup and looking at the street scene below him. His eyes were heavy, and his angular face reflected the light and shadow outside the window. He looked very lonely.
I have to admit that such a man with outstanding appearance, figure and strength is the object of countless girls' dreams and the talk of many wealthy young women after dinner.
But Lu Anzhi just felt a little alienated.
Maybe.
Is this what it feels like for a worker to look up to his boss?
She coughed deliberately to prove that she had arrived.
Huo Zhiyan looked back, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, and he quickly frowned: "I knew you would behave like this."
He put the coffee cup away, turned around and opened a secret door: "Come in, take a shower and change clothes before leaving."
Lu Anzhi was just about to quibble that she didn't bring anything. As soon as she followed her footsteps, she saw a row of clothes that she could wear hanging in the open wardrobe, including clothes that fit close to her body, including red, white, blue, and black. She picks.
Lu Anzhi's eyes curled up, then he tilted his head and laughed: "Huo Zhiyan, your preparation is so considerate, but this..."
She came out carrying a set of bright red sexy clothes and said with a puff: "You didn't tell me when you signed the contract that you wanted me to provide this kind of service."
An obvious crack appeared on Huo Zhiyan's stern face, and he turned his head angrily: "I didn't prepare this."
After saying that, he took his phone and typed a few words hard to send.
Turning her back and clearing her throat, she picked a plain long dress from a pile of clothes, with a ruffled neckline, a very elegant style, and threw it to Lu Anzhi: "Put it on, hurry up."
After that, he turned around and left.
Ten minutes later, Lu Anzhi changed her clothes, dried her hair, and put on a pair of lambskin flat shoes.
He casually took a silver hairpin from the dressing table, pulled up his hair, and lifted a few bangs to cover his temples in front of the mirror.
Finally, I picked a light bean paste color lipstick and applied it on my lips and cheeks, and also touched the tip of my nose.
After doing this, my whole temperament will instantly change.
Lu Anzhi came out satisfied and silently praised Su Wanwan to the sky. Thanks to this master who taught her makeup, her skills have now made a qualitative leap.
"Let's go!" She walked up to Huo Zhiyan cheerfully and turned around playfully: "How about Mr. Huo, do you pass?"
Huo Zhiyan raised his eyes and tightened his knuckles on the phone, but said calmly and perfunctorily: "It's okay."
After saying that, he returned to the room he just came from, rummaged around on the dressing table, and after a while he took out a pair of pearl earrings and a Nanhong bracelet and handed them to her: "Put them on, don't let anyone think that I have treated you badly."
Lu Anzhi clicked her tongue, said nothing, and obeyed the instructions very obediently. By the way, she chose a red handbag, which complemented the Nanhong bracelet.
Lively without being pretentious.
Huo Zhiyan looked at her several times from top to bottom, and made a rare positive comment: "Aesthetics has finally caught up with my brain, and there is progress."
Lu Anzhi grinned and leaned over naturally: "Isn't that just to flatter you, my dear Mr. Huo?"
Huo Zhiyan turned sideways and glanced at her: "We haven't arrived at the old house yet, so there's no need to start pretending so soon."
