The second time through the book, the villain boss actually relies on bankruptcy to clean up

Chapter 22 Are You Afraid Of Ghosts?
Lu Yan was messing around in the wind alone, ah...

Fu Siyi isn't afraid of ghosts, is he?
Impossible, then why is he hanging up the phone?

Lu Yan reluctantly sent a message to ask questions.

A big goose [Oh come back, I haven't finished talking yet]

The other side did not return, Lu Yan continued to bombard with news.

A big goose [Boss Fu, do you still want to listen? 】

A big goose【Then shall I continue? 】

A big goose【Are you afraid of ghosts? 】

The other side finally couldn't stand it anymore.

Yi [shut up!sleep! 】

It can be seen that Fu Siyi is really angry, the good guy is really afraid of ghosts.

Who's bully is always afraid of ghosts, and this is turning into anger from embarrassment.

Lu Yan didn't continue to tease Fu Siyi, she put down her phone and went to wash up.

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The next morning.

Lu Group Headquarters.

Lu Yan wore the latest luxury brand dress of the season, stepped on a pair of sky high shoes, and carried a million-dollar brand-name bag into the company building.

Lu Haoyang saw his daughter's appearance like a nouveau riche, and suddenly he didn't want to admit that she was his daughter.

This is her well-behaved Yanyan?
I don't know where to put the hot big wavy curly hair, and it is dyed yellow. Why do these eyes look like they were hit by someone?
Seeing that everyone in the company headquarters was looking at her intentionally or unintentionally, Lu Yan didn't show it on the surface but was very satisfied in her heart.

That's what she wanted, but it wasn't enough.

Seeing her father looking at her, Lu Yan winked at Lu Haoyang in public.

Although the little girl at the company's front desk had been in the company for a long time, she was always young and vigorous. She looked disgusted when she saw Lu Yan's attire.

Another one came to climb high branches.

With heavy make-up and a vicious look, she turned off her appetite, and tried to climb onto Mr. Lu's bed beyond her control.

Lu Yan took off the sunglasses on top of her head, and signed her name on the employee registration form.

The front desk took the watch over and glanced at it, throwing it aside.

"Yu Sheng, right? He's applying for the assistant to the president."

Lu Yan nodded, but didn't say much.

Yu Sheng was her name before she wore books. Now that she came to the company, this name just came in handy.

"Take your badge and go to the top floor to apply for entry."

As soon as Lu Yan stretched out her hand, the little girl at the front desk threw her badge on the table.

She was not annoyed either, and picked up the badge from the table with a sneer.

"Since you have joined the job, don't have any wrong thoughts. The president and his wife are very affectionate. You have no chance."

The little girl at the front desk relied on herself as an old employee, and she spoke unscrupulously. It was working hours, and people had already looked towards Lu Yan one after another.

There is no way, who made Lu Yan's appearance very good, no matter where he is, his height of cannot be ignored, let alone wearing a pair of high heels.

Looking around, she is taller than many men in the company.

Lu Yan turned her head, "Eat carrots and worry less."

Then he left the front desk without looking back.

Of course she couldn't take the stairs foolishly, she sneaked into the president's exclusive elevator while no one was looking.

Her father would have enjoyed it quite a bit.

When Lu Yan entered the office, all eyes were on her.

There were jealousy, doubt, envy, and disgust in the eyes looking at her.

She was very satisfied with the gazes of these people, and it was not in vain that she dressed like a nouveau riche today, and piled whatever was expensive on her body.

No one knows how to fish. Excellent hunters always appear in the form of prey.

"He's new, Mr. Lu asked you to make him a cup of coffee and bring him in."

A woman with the appearance of a female supervisor in a business suit ordered.

Lu Yan sneered inwardly, tripping her up on the first day.

Her father never drank coffee, only tea.

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