Fat Ball drove a second-hand Jetta. I first asked him to take me to the community service station, and loaded all the belongings there into the car. I also said hello to the director of the service station, Mr. Li Tou, and said that he would not be there in the future.

When we are done here, we get in the car and leave.

I went back to move things into the apartment, then went downstairs and found an authentic Sichuan restaurant with Fat Ball, and ate there until ten o'clock in the evening.

It was already 11 o'clock in the evening when we returned to Tianxing Building. Fatty Ball told me that he would not go up. He had a psychological shadow on that house and was worried that he would not be able to sleep when he went home at night.

I said goodbye to Fat Ball and just walked into the square at the front gate of the building when suddenly a 2011 black Land Rover Range Rover started to speed up and passed by me.

The window of the Land Rover was open, and the moment the spotlight from the square swept through the window, I caught the profile of a beautiful girl from the corner of my eye.

She cannot be more than twenty years old, and she still has a trace of the naughty and cuteness of a young girl on her face. Her skin is very white and delicate, like the white of a boiled egg that has just been peeled off. The colorful spotlights in the square reflect her natural appearance.

On the delicate cheeks, it outlines a noble and cool profile like a goddess in my eyes.

The Land Rover sped away, and I turned around. Suddenly, that wonderful and elegant fragrance appeared on my nose again.

The girl in the car, the owner of more than two million top-grade off-road vehicles, is the resident of 1502?

If it were her, wouldn't she also be a little lover kept by a wealthy businessman?

I smiled, secretly blaming myself for thinking too much.

I went back to the room and turned on the light, and I dragged out all my belongings, including a large leather suitcase that had turned black and old.

After opening the box, there were bags of medicinal materials packed in food-grade ziplock bags, as well as various patent medicines, pastes, liquids, small wooden boxes, and a bunch of other things that looked strange to outsiders.

I opened a cloth bag, took out a few black incense sticks as thick as my little finger, and lit one stick in each room.

Light green smoke filled this large house of more than 200 square meters, and the air was filled with a strange aroma similar to the fragrance of the mountains.

The incense is a sacred incense made by my grandfather and I.

In my hometown, if someone suffers from hysteria or a child is frightened, the villagers will bring mountain specialties and eggs and other things to grandpa to ask for a stick of incense.

Oddly enough, as long as you light the sacred incense, your symptoms will recover almost immediately.

After lighting the incense, I opened a few windows for ventilation, took off my clothes and went into the bathroom to take a cold shower.

When I put on my bath towel and returned to the living room, it was as if the house had changed its aura, giving people a new sense of elegance and simplicity.

The anguish, depression, and sadness that had been accumulated in the house had drifted away with the curls of green smoke into the dimly lit urban night sky outside the window.

Close the window and go to bed.

In the middle of the night, while I was still sleeping, I was suddenly awakened by a very subtle moan.

This sound is very soft, and unless you have a good ear, it is impossible to hear it even in the middle of the night.

I was wondering why I was awakened by this sound, and suddenly I heard that the sound was coming from a girl.

Continuing to listen, I quickly concluded that the source of the sound was from 1502 next door, and that the moan was the kind of painful sound that would be made when someone is suffering from an illness.

1502 What happened? Did you let your aunt torture you in the middle of the night?

I thought about it for a while and continued to sleep.

I got up on time at seven o'clock, packed everything, locked the door and walked downstairs. Suddenly I saw a small supermarket selling duty-free goods in the lobby.

There weren't any big items in the supermarket, they were all small food items. I walked around twice and bought a piece of Valrhona chocolate.

I forgot which book it said that in any company, you can ignore the manager, supervisor, or HR, but you must have a good relationship with both types of people.

One is the auntie who sweeps the floor, and the other is the girl at the front desk.

The sweeper aunt seems to be indifferent to everything, but she is aware of all the company's changes, big and small. And the front desk girl is a super intelligence agent who can grasp the leader's whereabouts and secret information at the first time.

I had breakfast casually on the street. When I arrived at the bq, Xiaoyu at the front desk had just sorted out his belongings and was standing there with a smile on his face.

"Here you go!" I handed the chocolate to the little fish.

"Wow! Authentic Valrhonay, how do you know I like this taste?" Xiaoyu tore open the package and took a careful taste. While chewing slowly, he didn't forget to stick out his pink tongue and touch it to his lips.

lick the crumbs into your mouth.

I smiled and said, "It's telepathy."

Xiaoyu laughed playfully: "That's alright. Next time I want to eat chocolate, I'll give you a heart attack."

I stretched out my fingers and put them on my temples and said, "Okay, 24-hour reception, absolutely no problem."

The little fish pointed at me and turned forward and backward happily.

Xiaoyu at the front desk was wearing a pale pink low-cut floral dress with a semi-naked back today. When she smiled, Xiaoyu lowered her upper body, and a deep ravine and arched snow-white skin on both sides came into my eyes.

I looked down the ravine and wanted to continue exploring, but Xiaoyu turned around and brought a Macbook and the latest iPhone 5...

"Here...it was issued by the company. The network in the notebook has been set up so that you can receive the company's emails. You just need to put the phone number into your own card, and the company's monthly phone bills will be deposited into it." Xiaoyu put the two things in his handbag.

The bag was handed into my hand.

I smiled and said: "BQ is so nice, you come with a laptop and mobile phone."

Xiaoyu curled his lips and said: "No way, this is given to you for use. If you don't use it, you have to return it, and you will be compensated for the original price for any damage or loss."

I carried the things and asked Xiaoyu: "The things have been distributed, where can I work?"

Xiaoyu said: "The health room was just renovated last month, I will take you there."

The health room is not far from the front desk, just a dozen steps away. The room is more than 30 square meters and has floor-to-ceiling windows.

The room is very simply decorated, with only a set of desks and chairs, a row of cabinets for storing various medicines, sterilization boxes, and a large massage bed.

Xiaoyu came into the room and explained my basic work content while I was looking around the room.

There are not many employees in bq, a model agency, and there are not frequent contacts between employees. My job is basically to stay in the health room and wait for the email notification, and then follow the notification location to provide accompanying health care for the different models participating in the event.

medical.

Now, I have just taken office, and Xiaoyu said that Li Xue asked me to get used to it for a few days before assigning tasks.

After Xiaoyu left, I turned on the computer and began to familiarize myself with some of the files inside. Most of the contents of the files were about bq's development experience and the honors achieved by its contracted models.

BQ has many models, the most outstanding of which is the 18-year-old Chinese-American young model Zhu Xiaoqi.

Zhu Xiaoqi, whose Chinese name is Xiaoqi and English name is seven?q.

This girl is 1.75cm tall, and her facial features are as delicate as those of ancient Greek goddesses, while also possessing the femininity and beauty of ancient oriental women.

Half a year ago, Zhu Xiaoqi finished her studies at the Department of Social Psychology at the University of Pennsylvania and returned to China to start her career. In less than half a year, she won several awards in the modeling industry. Soon, many authoritative magazines at home and abroad predicted

Zhu Xiaoqi will grow into a world-class top model star.

I flipped through Zhu Xiaoqi's information, and finally my eyes fell on a photo taken at the beach. In the photo, Zhu Xiaoqi was wearing a white dress, standing barefoot on the rocks and looking into the distance. The sea breeze blew her waist-length black hair.

The setting sun drew a beautiful silhouette behind her.

Maybe it was a lighting problem, and the photo couldn't capture Zhu Xiaoqi's facial features. I was about to continue browsing, when suddenly the door of the health room was gently pushed open.

Xiaoyu smiled and stood by the door carrying two lunch boxes and asked: "Xiao Xinnen, are you hungry?"

Let me check the time: 11:30.

He patted his stomach and said, "Don't tell me, I'm really hungry now."

Xiaoyu walked up and put the lunch box on the table and said, "It's my fault. I didn't tell you that the company provides a working meal at noon. I don't know what you like to eat, so I ordered curry chicken fried rice for you."

I opened the lunch box and said, "It's a heavy flavor, maybe you like it."

Xiaoyu sat on the massage bed and swayed her little feet in strappy flat sandals. She put her hands on the edge of the bed and stretched out her face and said playfully: "Yeah, if you can't handle it then, I can help you share the firepower."

I replied: "I bet you are a foodie."

Xiaoyu said nonchalantly: "You are right, I am a foodie, and I am a top foodie who can eat without getting fat!"
Chapter completed!