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Chapter 1 Fourth District Citizenship

The purple sunlight reflected from the curtain wall of the tall building opposite and entered the conference room of the marketing department of Lihao Group.

Zhao Hui sat in the corner, absent-mindedly listening to the minister's release of the latest sales data. Although it was an important moment for performance evaluation, it had no relationship with Zhao Hui. Even though his work ability could easily replace most of the people present, the background in the fourth district was always only allowed to do odd jobs in the eyes of colleagues.

I don’t know how long I have been wandering, but finally waited until the holographic projection circle came out. The awkward and unbearable meeting will end soon.

If nothing unexpected happens, there are more than ten minutes left before get off work, and colleagues will sit together and chat about entertainment gossip. The minister does not object to this. His work is relatively stressful on weekdays. Being able to talk about gossip after the meeting is also a kind of release.

At this time, in the conference room, various gossips and celebrity privacy topics began to get noisy, and the gossip that had been held in the whole week was released.

While everyone was dancing, Zhao Hui was struggling with whether to leave first.

I applied for the job at Lihao Group a year ago and was one of the young people with the least qualifications in the department. When it comes to seniority, I could only sit in the corner of the back row of the circular conference room, and my colleagues in the front row were department backbones and elites.

Zhao Hui is a redundant person in most cases and rarely talks with his colleagues. Whenever everyone talks, he will turn his head and look out the building to avoid embarrassment. In fact, he is also worried that his pair of fangs will speak as little as possible in public.

The city aircraft that never stops outside the window shuttles back and forth between skyscrapers. The height of the forty-story building is the most prosperous commercial street in the second district of Beining City. It is so prosperous that people living in this super three-dimensional city that they are a little unbelievable.

Beining's GDP growth rate has ranked first among all federal cities in the third phase of the Blue Dream Home Immigration Star more than 1,300 years ago, and has never been surpassed. From now on, there will be even more opponents. The global nuclear war 1,100 years ago made this place the only surviving super city.

Suddenly, a dark red taxi flew past the curtain wall, and a huge sense of oppression came towards Zhao Hui. He instinctively flashed to the right, and the huge thrust drove the seat under him to slide.

"Ouch--"

Wang Meili, who was about to stand up and turn to leave, screamed and fell on the chair with a cautious look on her face. The purple high heels were taken aside, and her right hand stroked the toes touched by Zhao Hui, and her mouth kept baring her teeth and inhaling.

"Sister Li, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

Looking at the toenails painted in fiery red, Zhao Hui licked his tongue and tried to swallow his saliva. He felt an innate excitement about the red. He wanted to reach out to help but felt it was not suitable and immediately took it back. His elbow accidentally knocked the information on the side and scattered all over the ground.

At this time, he didn't know whether to pick up the information first or to appease Wang Meili first. He blushed awkwardly and was at a loss.

The colleagues who were just talking big just now turned their attention to Wang Meili and Zhao Hui. Ma Xiaobo at the front of the conference table even stood up to find out.

"Lili, you... are you okay?"

"It's okay!" Wang Meili was not so cute. Besides, Zhao Hui's chair slid over and just touched it gently. Under the protection of the shoes, there was no big problem with the toes.

When Zhao Hui saw Wang Meili picking up the shoes himself, he breathed a deep breath, apologized again, and then bent down to pick up information on the ground.

Seeing his embarrassed look, everyone burst into laughter.

But Ma Xiaobo's eyes were on Wang Meili's shoes and joked: "Your shoes... are you newly bought?"

Wang Meili took out a tissue, gently wiped the dust on the upper, and replied happily, "It was given to her by her boyfriend."

"Oh! Just be proud! That's a famous brand. As far as I know, your purple one is still a limited edition!"

Wang Meili has been taking leave for more than a month and just came to work today. I heard that she was traveling to a certain space station with her newly met boyfriend. It seems that the man is indeed very rich. Not only is he willing to take her to space travel, but he also gives her such expensive limited edition brand high heels.

Today she is going to wear it to enjoy her colleagues' pleasure. She finally found this perfect display opportunity before getting off work.

Zhao Hui suddenly seemed to understand her intention, but could only smile bitterly. There was still a piece of information under the table, and he had to crawl in to pick it up.

At the other end of the conference room, the minister clapped his hands and said loudly: "Okay, it's getting late, and the meeting will be over if there is nothing to do!"

Wang Meili put on her shoes, then took another tissue to wipe her hands, raised her face and said to everyone, "Uh! Listen, everyone! I miss you all this time after leaving you. Have fun tonight, Juxian Pavilion, I treat you, no one can be missing!"

"Okay! Okay!" Everyone cheered.

Ma Xiaobo looked puzzled, "It's time to get off work, and the contract has not been sent to Aokang. If they haven't received it next Monday, they will get angry and bully people..."

"I agreed that no one can be left tonight. You, handsome guy, don't go there. Isn't it just a contract? Let Zhao Hui help you with it tonight, and it's just a chance to practice."

As everyone knows, Ma Xiaobo is the son of the famous Luola Pharmaceutical executive of the third phase of Lan Meng Home, and he is definitely considered to have a prominent background. It is mainly because his father forced him to enter society and experience more, so he applied for a job at Lihao Group. Almost everyone in the entire office building wants to get close to him.

Besides, Wang Meili took leave this month and all the work was completed by Zhao Hui working overtime, so the idea that Zhao Hui helped was almost unanimously agreed.

"Yes! Yes! Ma Xiaobo, you must go. If you don't have you, how could we be lively?"

"This kid Zhao Hui needs to practice hard."

Everyone talked.

"Actually, it's almost done, and the last little bit has to be dealt with..." Hearing Ma Xiaobo's tone, he accepted everyone's suggestions.

"Zhao Hui--" Minister suddenly couldn't find his shadow in the conference room, so he shouted.

After finally getting the last piece of information, he happened to hear the minister calling him. Zhao Hui suddenly raised his head, but unexpectedly the hard glass tabletop was blocking his head. With a bang, he almost got stunned.

The female colleagues couldn't help but laugh again. The minister was also embarrassed by this scene. The smile that was still on the corner of his mouth was immediately closed.

Zhao Hui blushed out from under the table, pretending to be calm and stood by and followed him with a silly smile.

"You can help Ma Xiaobo sort out the contract tonight and send it to Aokang before getting off work."

"Okay!" Of course, Zhao Hui couldn't refuse the work arranged by the minister.

Everyone followed the minister with satisfaction and walked out of the conference room. It was less than a minute before getting off work. Everyone quickly packed their bags and didn't have to go to work for the next two days, and everyone was very excited.

Especially with Wang Meili treating her tonight, it is even more impatient.

"Zhao Hui, come here! Let me explain to you..." Ma Xiaobo called Zhao Hui to his side.
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