Yuxiang

"Baby Xianxian, it's hard for me not to think of it this time. You just informed me that you want me to be one of the Chinese image spokespersons of Dragon Phoenix Group!"

Du Feier's excited voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Congratulations! But why one?"

Murong Xianxian was a little puzzled... Well, she admitted that she didn't read the details of those plans carefully. This was really because the things were too thick, and it was not easy to read through the college entrance examination materials as they were about to catch up.

"It should be some kind of publicity need. It seems that each series of jewelry needs a different image of the spokesperson... Hey, don't you know your company?" Du Feier suddenly reacted.

"It's not that I do everything myself, and I'm not in charge of this company now, so there's nothing strange about it." Murong Xianxian said straightforwardly.

"I won't tell you anymore, Lei Tao is helping me check the contract inside, I'll go in first, thank you!" Du Feier hung up the phone hastily.

"Fool." Murong Xianxian looked at the phone and said softly, with a smile on his face.

"Xiaoxiao is not a fool, she is an autistic patient, according to China..." Xiaoxiao suddenly raised her face and began to recite the difference between autism and mental patients.

"The little novel is completely correct, my sister was talking to sister Fei Er just now." Murong Xianxian said.

"I'm not a fool, I'm an autistic person, and Sister Fei'er is not a fool, nor is she autistic." Xiao Xiao said seriously.

"Exactly." Murong Xianxian lightly stroked her small head.

At this moment.The phone rang again, she glanced at the caller ID, pressed the answer button and put it to her ear: "Is it Master Peng?"

"Yes, chairman, my girlfriend and I are downstairs now, where are we going today?" Peng Jun on the other end of the phone replied.

At dinner yesterday.It was only then that Murong Xianxian realized that Peng Jun was only 26 years old this year, not much older than her, but his words and actions were rather old-fashioned.He had a girlfriend who happened to come over yesterday, but because Peng Jun had to work, he didn't have time to accompany her.This made Murong Xianxian a little embarrassed, so today she specially invited Peng Jun's girlfriend out together.Peng Jun was hesitant at the beginning, but Murong Xianxian hinted that he could have one more person to help take care of Xiaoxiao, killing two birds with one stone, so he agreed.

"Well, you guys wait below, I'll take Xiaoxiao down in 15 minutes." Murong Xianxian looked at his watch.After hanging up the phone, he led Xiao Xiao to change clothes.

On the parking lot outside the hotel, in a Buick business car, Peng Jun was talking to a tall woman, who was about the same age as him, with short hair like a boy, charming and heroic, with long legs Long hands are good embryos for practicing martial arts.

"Peng Jun, is it appropriate for you to take your leaders shopping and lead me?" the woman leaned on Peng Jun and asked.

"It's inappropriate not to wear it. Our chairman is a woman, younger than you, and it is said that she is still a college student." Peng Jun replied.

"So young? You're also a rich second generation? Hey, I said Peng Jun, don't you want to change your mind?" The woman suddenly stood up straight and looked at him with scrutiny.

"Hey, how do you talk?"

Peng Jun was also in a hurry.But when he saw the woman's almond-eyed stare, he smiled and said: "Don't worry, unless you violently evict me, I will be a dead man and I won't go anywhere!"

"That's more or less...Hey. Why are you pushing me?" The woman just leaned her body against her boyfriend, but Peng Jun pushed her away and stood up straight. She followed Gu Jun's gaze, but saw A delicate and beautiful girl led a little boy over.

"Morning chairman!" Peng Jun greeted.

"Morning, Master Peng."

Murong Xianxian nodded slightly: "I'm sorry to disturb Master Peng so early, this is sister-in-law, right?"

"My name is Wu Juanjuan, and I am Peng Jun's girlfriend."

The woman was very forthright, and stretched out her hand to Murong Xianxian.

Murong Xianxian stretched out her hand and shook her: "I am Murong Xianxian, and this is my younger brother Murong Xiaoxiao."

At this moment, Peng Jun opened the door of the car beside him, Murong Xianxian led Xiao Zou into the car, turned to greet Wu Juanjuan, "Sister-in-law, come and sit."

"Okay." Wu Juanjuan responded, followed in, and closed the car door with a bang.

Peng Jun also took the driver's seat: "Chairman, are you going to the company or somewhere else?"

"Panjiayuan." Murong Xianxian thought for a while and said, she didn't want to go to the company to suffer, she had heard about the reputation of Panjiayuan's market, it would be a pity to come to Beijing and not take a look.

"Okay." Peng Jun agreed briefly, and drove in the direction of the East Third Ring Road.

"The chairman also likes to collect?" Wu Juanjuan asked.

"Not really, only recently became interested."

Murong Xianxian replied, "Sister-in-law, there is no chairman now, you can just call me by my last name."

"Well, okay. Murong, your accent sounds a bit from Dalian, where are you from?" Wu Juanjuan asked.

"It's hard to say where my ancestral home is, but I did grow up in Dalian and am studying in Dalian now."

"What a coincidence, I'm also from Dalian. I'm going back to Dalian tomorrow. When will you go back?" Wu Juanjuan was very pleasantly surprised.

"I'm going back tomorrow too, we can go together."

Murong Xianxian suddenly thought of something: "Sister-in-law, aren't you and Master Peng going to live in separate places?"

Wu Juanjuan glanced at Jinjun, and said with a wry smile: "So this marriage is still pending. Murong, when will your company set up a branch in Dalian? Can you transfer Peng Jun there?"

"This... To be honest, for some reason, I'm not very clear."

Murong Xianxian pondered for a moment and asked, "Sister-in-law, what are you doing now?"

"I changed jobs and stayed at home. Because of Peng Jun's affairs, I haven't gone to work yet, but I am preparing to go to the criminal police team of the Public Security Bureau." Wu Juanjuan replied.

It turns out that both Wu Juanjuan and Peng Jun served in a special force, and they were just acquaintances, but in an operation, Peng Jun was seriously injured in order to save Wu Juanjuan, so a beautiful woman loves a hero. Drama.Later, the two parties officially retired from the army, and this relationship rose from the ground to the ground, but it was opposed by the woman's parents... The reason was not because of the family status, but because the woman's family did not want their daughter to marry far away, and the most troublesome thing was that the woman's family Although they have energy, they are unwilling to transfer Peng Jun's work to Dalian, which actually shows their attitude.

"I made an agreement with them, as long as Peng Jun transfers to Dalian through his own efforts within two years, we will get married." Wu Juanjuan said helplessly.

"That doesn't need to wait until a branch is opened there,"

Murong Xianxian thought for a while, and said: "I need a driver and bodyguard. Yesterday, I thought that Master Peng was stable and reliable, and his skills were not bad. It's just that there are only two siblings at my place. If a man sits there, I'm afraid it will be difficult." Gossip, if..."

She hesitated and did not continue speaking.

Both Wu Juanjuan and Peng Jun are smart people, and it is inconvenient for Peng Jun to speak, but Wu Juanjuan said straightforwardly: "Murong, I am as good as Peng Jun, whether it is shooting or driving, there is no problem, if you trust me, we will The two can work together for you."

"Then will your family agree?" Murong Xianxian asked.

"I'm not a primary school student, can I let them arrange my work?" Wu Juanjuan said indifferently.

"That's good. Master Peng, I'll ask Assistant Shen to discuss specific matters with you later, do you think it's okay?" Murong Xianxian asked.

"Thank you, chairman!" Of course Peng Jun is willing. Although he is also an only son, his parents are both dead, so it doesn't matter where he lives.

Panjiayuan Flea Market is the most popular antique market in China. It is located in the southwest of Panjiayuan Bridge on the South Road of the East Third Ring Road in Beijing, covering an area of ​​4.85 square meters.The market is divided into six business areas: stall area, ancient building area, classical furniture area, modern collection area, stone carving area, and catering service area.Mainly engaged in antique items, handicrafts, collectibles, decorations.

The shops and shops in the market are open all year round, but the street stalls are only open on weekends. It is said that there are many world celebrities... including presidents, prime ministers, princesses and so on. is a pity.

Cars can't reach the front, and the nearby parking lot is already full. Peng Jun wandered around to find a car near the hotel and stopped the car. A group of people walked over. Murong Xianxian was worried that he and Xiaoxiao would be separated. A colorful chain was tied around the wrists. Although some residents were not very eye-catching, Peng Jun and Wu Juanjuan were a little surprised when they saw it, but they didn't ask anything.

"Why are there so many people?"

Looking at the bustling crowd, this reminded Murong Xianxian of the scene he saw when he went to the market in the countryside.

"It's still early in the morning. By noon, there will be more people." Peng Jun said.

In the crowd, there are not only Chinese, but also many foreigners of different ages and genders. When you enter the market, you can see some stall owners and foreigners haggling fiercely in foreign languages ​​from time to time. interesting.

"The quality of the hawkers here is quite high, and they speak English so well!" Wu Juanjuan also came here for the first time.

"This is also keeping pace with the times and in line with international standards. Panjiayuan has a large number of foreigners, and it is easy to lose customers who don't know a foreign language, so those stall owners will speak some more professional foreign languages."

Peng Jun pointed to the side... An elderly stall owner was holding a small notebook to communicate with a foreign girl, and he would glance at the notebook from time to time.

"How many stalls are there?" Murong Xianxian asked.

"About [-], and there are millions of products, but there are not many real ones in them. People who come here will probably go back with their eyes, but those who buy souvenirs come here to find the right place. , because almost all the country's handicrafts are concentrated here." Peng Jun replied.If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Novel () to register as a member to read the latest chapter list. Your support is my biggest motivation. )