"Besides, I'll give you half a million."

Heard the strange man say so, immediately heart, but also entangled hesitation.

"Who are you? What do you want me to do? "

The man said in a low voice: "it's not something to kill or set fire to. It's just to use your little power to do something small."

Zhao Juan is still very cautious: "what is the specific thing?"

The man looked at her and whispered a few words. Zhao Juan's face trembled and her expression was tense: "I I'm afraid I can't. If our boss finds out, I'm finished. "

The man looks light: "the choice is in you, we do not force you, you want to call me, this is my phone number, you take, we found a few candidates, if you really dare not, we do not force, we will find others."

With that, the man turned coldly and left the lane.

Zhao Juan held a note in her hand and fell into a fierce ideological struggle.

This is undoubtedly a very good opportunity. If she does, she will be able to live in a big house and her son will go to study abroad, and she will get a lot of money.

How exciting.

She grabbed the note and hurried home.

The next day, song Ran's actors all rushed to the company for a meeting.

Early in the morning, the yard was full of cars. Tang Jian also sent Mu Mian, who had recovered from his cold, to the meeting.

When Zhao Juan got off the bus, she saw the yard full of cars. They were younger than her, but they all had big houses and cars, which made people envious.

Zhao Juan went into the yard, they all politely said hello to her, Zhao Juan looked at these actors who were younger than her, and her heart was more and more unbalanced.

Song Ran's car slowly entered the courtyard. Her battle was the biggest. She took three cars with her and six or seven bodyguards. After all, she had been tied up twice, so she was afraid of being tied up.

But in Zhao Juan's eyes, that is, when she is young, she is only 23 years old, and she has so many assets. How can there be such a big difference between people?

Song Ran has great respect for the staff of the company, especially the old accountant like Zhao Juan. She said with a smile, "good morning, sister Zhao."

Zhao Juan squeezed out a smile: "good morning."

Mu Mian and Feng bao'er greet each other. They have good feelings. They go into the small building hand in hand and smile.

Zhao Juan looked at the three people's back, more and more feel that they are really a failure, just in time, the small cashier also walked in from the outside, Zhao Juan this found a good friend, two people into the company together.

Song ran took Mu Mian's hand and whispered, "is the injury behind you ok? My brother-in-law is going to the United States recently. I'll ask him to see if there's any magic ointment for you. "

Mu Mian waved his hand: "your second brother has been looking for all kinds of ointment. Now there is only a scar about the size of a palm. It has recovered very well."

Song ran looked at her with a squint: "is it my second elder brother rubbing ointment for you?"

Mu Mian's face turned red: "what are you talking about? We're not married yet. How can it be? "

Feng Baoer also looked at Mu Mian with great interest: "it's not convenient for you to apply medicine on your back."

Mu Mian was wronged: "I wiped it in the mirror myself."

Song ran teased her: "don't you live in my second brother's house now? What do you need to do with this free labor force? "