A dream-fulfilling bracelet flew over, and the rich boss has a deep routine

Ding Jiami chuckled.

She pursed her lips, her eyes gentle, "Thank you, if it weren't for your cooperation, I wouldn't have received a five-star rating for this mission. Thank you so much!"

Ming Siyao nodded in agreement: "Well, of course! So, how are you going to thank me?"

Ding Jiami didn't expect that he would ask for a thank-you gift.

Seeing that she hasn't made up her mind yet.

Ming Siyao quickly made a request: "If you really want to thank me, give me your contact information!"

Why? Ding Jiami's eyes were filled with confusion.

Seeing her hesitation, Ming Siyao added another chip.

"Not only did I help you with the mission, but I also got my suit torn because of you, right? So... asking for your contact information isn't too much to ask, is it?"

Ding Jiami finally understood.

It turns out he wanted compensation!

That suit looks very expensive, and she might not be able to pay it back in a short time.

But the incident started with her, so she should be responsible.

Ding Jiami readily gave Ming Siyao her phone number and WeChat ID, and said, "Tell me the amount of compensation when you get back, and I'll find a way to pay it back to you."

Ming Siyao didn't quite understand.

He just wanted to keep in touch with her in real life, not want her compensation!

In a trance, Ding Jiami had already left from the black door.

Ming Siyao had no choice but to go back.

*

In the morning, a loud cell phone ringtone rang out: "I want to make money, I want to get rich quickly..."

Ding Jiami reached out and groped at the head of the bed. She opened her hazy eyes a little and pressed the answer button. Her voice was unclear.

"Hey……"

My colleague Yuan Amy's voice came from the phone, not loud but urgent: "Jia Mi, why haven't you come to work yet? I heard that the company is going to lay off employees, you'd better not put yourself in the wrong place!"

Ding Jiami's eyes widened in fear and she looked at the time: 9:15.

I'm already fifteen minutes late. I'm going to die!

"Has Manager Cao arrived at the company?"

"Not yet, come quickly!"

Ding Jiami felt relieved.

God help me! I just need to get to the company before Manager Cao.

She put away her phone and ran as fast as lightning. In less than ten minutes, she was already downstairs of the company.

Even more fortunately, the elevator arrived in time.

Ding Jiami walked in quickly. Although she was out of breath, her anxious heart finally calmed down.

Just when her finger was only millimeters away from the door closing button...

Someone shouted, "Wait, wait!"

Ding Jiami paused. Why did that person's voice sound so familiar?

It seems to be... Manager Cao!

Ding Jiami was shocked and decisively pressed the door closing button.

Cao Weiming hurried to the elevator, but before he could come to his senses, the elevator door had already slowly closed.

Only through the crack in the door, one could vaguely see the person inside——

It seems to be Xiao Ding.

Cao Weiming narrowed his eyes.

Is she late?

It's really a bad record!

When Ding Jiami sprinted to her position, her hair was soaked, sticking to her skin in clumps. Her face was flushed with nervousness, and her breathing was rapid and heavy.

Yuan Amy leaned over, winked at her, and gave her a thumbs up.

Ding Jiami smiled knowingly and whispered, "Thank you for calling me. I'll treat you to lunch at noon!"

Wang Qian in the distance is not blind.

She had already noticed that Ding Jiami was late.

It was said that the company's performance was poor and layoffs were imminent. At this critical juncture, she naturally had to pay close attention to which colleague was inferior and use him as a shield.

As soon as Cao Weiming entered the manager's office, the smart Wang Qian went to tell tales.

She made up Ding Jiami, who was occasionally late, into a veteran who was always late.

Cao Weiming could no longer bear it. His chest rose and fell violently, and his slightly protruding belly became even bigger.

There is suspicion of an imminent explosion.

After Wang Qian left, Cao Weiming hurriedly closed the door, took out his cell phone and called Ming Siyao.

But he hung up the call before it was connected.

Cao Weiming rubbed his face, put one hand on his stomach and touched it, then paced back and forth.

No, no!

Before you understand Mr. Ming's intentions, you must not act on impulse, otherwise you will suffer.

Although, President Ming asked him to monitor Xiao Ding, it seemed that he had something against Xiao Ding.

However, President Ming asked him to help Xiao Ding without leaving any trace, and it seemed as if he really cared about Xiao Ding...

What is the leader up to?

Cao Weiming scratched his head.

The cell phone rang unexpectedly.

When Cao Weiming saw the caller ID, he stood up straight.

He said respectfully, "Boss Ming, if you have any instructions, please tell me!"

A man's slow voice came from the other end of the phone, "You just called, do you have something to report?"

Cao Weiming was feeling uneasy.

He didn't know whether to tell his boss about Ding Jiami's lateness, and he didn't know whether his boss would blame him or praise him after hearing it, so he didn't say anything.

"The company doesn't keep mutes..." The man's voice came calmly.

Cao Weiming was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly wiped his forehead with his hand and spoke tremblingly.

"Boss Ming, I...I...have already...already...helped Xiao Ding...according to your instructions, without leaving any trace!"

"Oh? How?"

Cao Weiming heard the other party's interested tone, and finally straightened his tongue and said eagerly: "I gave her a gift!"

"What gift?"

The man's voice suddenly became low, as if he was unhappy.

Cao Weiming's hands and feet began to tremble again: "I... I... I praised her novel and gave her a gift..."

"can."

Hearing the leader's affirmation, Cao Weiming almost knelt down and thanked the Lord for his grace.

"How much did you pay? I'll go to the finance department to get reimbursed later."

Hearing this, Cao Weiming's restless heart finally settled down.

"To Mr. Ming, I transferred 1000 yuan to her."

"1000 yuan? How do you do your job?"

It’s over, it’s over, President Ming is unhappy again!

Cao Weiming felt like he was being pricked by a thorn in his back. His heart, which had finally calmed down, started to flutter again, and got stuck in his throat.

He spoke with difficulty: "1000 yuan is indeed a bit too much... I didn't think it through..."

"Yuan, at least it must be Yuan!"

Cao Weiming couldn't help but say, "Mr. Ming, this... isn't this too obvious a favor?"

What happened to leaving no trace?

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds.

Cao Weiming quickly stepped forward and said, "To Mr. Ming, RMB is a small amount, but to ordinary people, it's too much! If you really give RMB as a reward, Xiao Ding will probably be suspicious."

Finally, there were words of praise from the other end of the phone: "You've been quite thoughtful about this matter. This month's bonus will be doubled. Keep up the good work."

"Thank you, President Ming, for your cultivation! I, Cao Weiming, will go through fire and water to serve President Ming, and I will die for you!"

Cao Weiming bowed deeply, his waist bent more than 150 degrees.

The call finally ended.

Cao Weiming patted his chest to calm his frightened heart.

Every time he reported, he felt like he was bouncing on the brink of death.

It was a rare occasion for him to be praised today, but his mood was fluctuating like a roller coaster. His little heart really couldn't stand such ups and downs.

I really don’t know when this terrible day will end!

Cao Weiming suddenly remembered that he had missed something to report, so he picked up his phone without thinking and sent a message to Ming Siyao.

[Mr. Ming, Xiao Ding is late for work today...]

Soon, a reply came on the phone.

[Jia Mi came home late last night, so she might have overslept. It's okay.]

Cao Weiming stared at the dozen or so words on the screen, reading them over and over again. Suddenly, he was struck by lightning, and an expression of despair froze on his face!