C8

"Zhang Le, you remember me!" Zhao Shaohui could no longer remain calm. With a "huff", he stood up and was about to chase after Xiao Li.

"Young Master Zhao, you don't need to worry about my internship!" There's already a place, Hanhai Auction House! " Zhang Le shouted at Zhao Shaohui's back.

He could only see Zhao Shaohui's figure flash, almost landing on the table beside him.

"Hehe, Le Zi, you're really something! The story was really true. If word of this got out, Zhao Shaohui would probably be nicknamed ? ? Che Zhen Prince Zhao Shaohui! "Haha!" Chen Fan held his stomach and laughed.

"Heh, you don't even know Zhao Shaohui's character. He's narrow-minded, petty and even likes to pretend to be big headed. His family is so full with millions of dollars, and yet he pretends that he is richer than anyone else!" Zhang Le curled his lips and said disdainfully.

"Isn't it so? He's the same as his father!" Chen Fan said with a smile.

Hearing Chen Fan's words, Zhang Le was also amused. A fat Zhao Da Hai with a beer belly appeared in his mind. He was already forty to fifty years old, but his clothes were either Adidas or Nike.

Three days later, Zhang Le and the other Orchids appeared in a small photo in Hanhai Auction House. The guests were stunned by the appearance of the two Crown Lotus Cauldrons and the few top quality Lotus Petal Orchids. It wasn't that they hadn't seen expensive orchids, but rather, they had never seen so many expensive orchids being auctioned at the same time.

For a time, an especially intense auction was going on. In the end, several orchids were sold to a southern businessman for a price of 20 million yuan. The price wasn't too high, after all, people who didn't particularly like orchids wouldn't really buy them based on the price of orchids.

Excluding some fees, Zhang Le had a total profit of 20 million. Hugging onto his own bank card, Zhang Le was so stunned that he couldn't sleep for a single page.

Five days later, Zhang Le came to the Hanhai Auction House to report and his internship officially started ?

"Hello, my name is Kong Menghan. I'm the assistant in charge of the secretariat and I'm also your leader!" Zhang Le was led to his own work area by the front desk, where a woman who looked to be around twenty years old walked up to him.

Seeing the person, Zhang Le could not help but be stunned. The beauty was slender and graceful with an excellent figure. Her temperament was as clean and elegant as a lotus flower. However, she looked a little tired, and the messy hair on her forehead added a bit of charm to her.

"Hello!" Zhang Le was startled for a moment, then politely extended his hand to shake hers, the feeling was extremely good, soft and tender, cold. In order to leave a good impression on the beauty, Zhang Le shook her hand slightly before withdrawing it.

"Boss Song, your task is to help others organize the documents, that's all." After Kong Menghan finished, he led Zhang Le to an empty office desk and turned back to his own office.

Seeing Kong Menghan return to his own office, Zhang Le shook his head and sat down.

Sitting in his own seat, Zhang Le looked around, only to realize that the entire secretariat was extremely busy, around 10 people were sitting in front of his table, tapping on the keyboards with a "pa pa" sound, writing papers, an endless stream of people were seated.

For a moment, no one paid any attention to Zhang Le. Seeing the busy secretariat, Zhang Le could not help but shake his head with a bitter smile. Fortunately, the job Brother Song had arranged for him was relatively easy, if he was really this busy, he definitely wouldn't be able to take it, Zhang Le thought.

How would he know that Song Yuting arranged such a leisurely job for him purely because she didn't want him to cause any trouble? He did not dare believe Zhang Le's half-baked ability. Friendship was one thing, but business was another.

Since there was nothing to do, Zhang Le decided to use the computer he was given to access the internet. This guy was always busy with other people, while he was leisurely playing with his computer. He didn't seem shy at all.

"Zhang Le, do you know how to drive?" Just as Zhang Le was playing with the minesweeper that he brought along with him, he heard a burst of anxious shouts. Zhang Le turned to see that it was Kong Menghan.

"Boss, what's wrong?" With his hands trembling, Zhang Le hurriedly shut down the game and asked awkwardly. After all, it was not a good thing for the Leader to see someone playing games during work.

Seeing Zhang Le's actions, Kong Menghan sighed helplessly. He naturally knew what Zhang Le was doing. However, there was an urgent matter at hand, so she didn't have the time to worry about it.

"Zhang Le, do you know how to drive?" Kong Menghan asked.

"I do! "What's wrong?" Zhang Le answered doubtfully. He had gotten his driver's license when he was a freshman, but he hadn't touched his car since he got his driver's license.

"Come with me. I haven't read through some important documents, so I need to get to know everyone on the way. Everyone else is busy, so I can only trouble you to be the driver for now." Kong Menghan said apologetically.

"Hey, it's nothing." Zhang Le waved his hand nonchalantly and followed Kong Menghan downstairs. What a joke, he couldn't even ask for a favor like this to help a beauty.

He followed Kong Menghan to the underground parking lot, took the BMW 7-series key that Kong Menghan gave him, and sat inside.