C6

I looked at the car. The one in front was Buick, the one in the middle was Audi, and the last one was a BMW. After a while, all three cars stopped outside the construction site. Through the iron gate, I found that in the third BMW, there actually came down a graceful woman. Looking at her figure, she was really great!

"I wonder what he looks like!" As I watched the woman enter the construction site with the others, slowly inspecting them from a distance, I had this strange thought. After a while, he looked at the car again. It was a sight to behold. Thinking about it, he really couldn't afford any one of them. However, if he worked hard, he should be able to afford a car in the future. Or maybe he couldn't afford a car like that, but it was still possible for him to be weaker than that! Thinking about this, I couldn't help but laugh again. It seemed that his Ah Q's spirit was not bad. No, "a soldier who does not want to be a marshal is not a good soldier," I am the essence of Napoleon's spirit, and I am not Ah Q!

I scolded myself, and when I thought about the situation I was in, I lowered my head and began to work again.

After an unknown period of time, I felt that I was extremely thirsty, so I stood up. Several leaders and two foreigners came to my side to inspect the construction site.

I glanced at them, not particularly displeased or bothered by these large, casual leaders; the two foreigners were talking to themselves. I am familiar with this language: English! It was simply an expression of appreciation for the situation at the site. Although my English was very good, I didn't want to listen to what others were saying, so I walked over to the teapot to drink some tea. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the last person in the group. It was the extremely well-built young woman in the business suit, wearing sunglasses and a sunbonnet. She was standing there, unable to move, wiggling her shoes and muttering to herself.

I looked and smiled. This girl was too capable. She actually wore high heels and entered the construction site. Wasn't she trapped here? He walked over and crouched down to help her dig out the heel. I stood up, too lazy to speak to her, and turned to drink my tea.

"Thank you!" The woman said.

Why was this voice so familiar? Curious, I took off my straw hat and fanned myself. As I walked towards the teapot, I couldn't help but turn around to take another look at the girl!

"Why is it you?" The girl, on the other hand, let me see clearly how surprised she was before.

Know me? I looked up at her. She was still dressed that way, with her huge sunglasses and sun hat so close to her that I couldn't see her face, and only felt that her figure wasn't any less than that of her sister-in-law.

Seeing me looking at her like that, the girl grew more and more unfriendly. As he took off his sunglasses, he coldly said to me, "Young Master Zhang, you don't recognize me anymore?"

Hearing such a voice and looking at her appearance, I finally recognized her. It wasn't anyone else, but the head of my original work unit, Zhu Dantong. This girl is very pretty, but I just want to throw up.

"So it's you!" Looking at Zhu Dantong in front of me, I felt a strange pain in my chest. The smile that was previously brimming with enthusiasm had already turned cold. He said coldly, "So you are a rich man, and a man who sees with his own eyes! Look, I didn't do anything bad today! Oh, I have to work. We lost it! "