But through the glass, he could vaguely see a young lady.

Huang Xing kept feeling that this lady looked a little familiar, but because she had a low defense, he was unable to tell who she was.

It's Ouyang Mengjiao!

Why was she here again?

However, Ouyang Mengjiao's outfit today was really fashionable and sexy. She was wearing a tight red outfit, with a large pendant shining with golden light hanging from her ears, and a pair of high-end female shoes. She smiled softly, a smile so familiar and yet so strange.

Huang Xing was a little intoxicated from watching her. Ouyang Mengjiao was originally a sexy and seductive little demoness, and this set of clothes that she had on added a bit of an aura that could be said to be able to topple cities. Her skin color was very good, and her demeanor was very calm and unhurried. From between her brows, a graceful charm that Huang Xing had never experienced before burst forth. This kind of charm could perhaps be called growth and experience, or it could even be called a charm that was about to mature.

He could imagine what it would be like for a young beauty to walk out of a luxury car that cost millions. Although most of the people here were beautiful, there were very few who were able to reach the luxury of Ouyang Mengjiao. To the point that Collector, who was directing the carriage just a moment ago, was stunned. He stared at Ouyang Mengjiao and forgot to give him a ticket.

Ouyang Mengjiao had obviously discovered the existence of Huang Xing and her. She tilted her beautiful head a little, and lightly walked over.

Huang Xing took a small step forward to welcome her. Fu Jie hugged his arms tightly, as if he harbored a grudge towards Ouyang Mengjiao's visit to the Xin Meng Plaza the day before yesterday.

But at this time, Collector who was worshipping this top-quality, rich and beautiful, suddenly reacted. Using his trembling hands to tear up a small ticket, he walked in front of Ouyang Mengjiao and said: "Pay the parking fee, two Yuan."

Huang Xing frowned and said to Collector.

Collector asked: Why?

Huang Xing really disliked the way the Collector talked to the leaders of any merchant houses with such a domineering attitude and rhetorical question. But in reality, under normal circumstances, this kind of Collector was directly subordinate to Fu Jie, just like Ran Ran, who only trusted him personally, because he could pretend to be a tiger and borrow the dignity of his master to do evil and act arrogantly in the outside world! As the saying goes, the flies that fly around the leader are exceptionally strong, and you wouldn't even dare to hit them if they were to bite you to death. It was just like the little cicada on the Tathagata Buddha tree that knew about it. It had reincarnated into the Tang Dynasty and became a monk. It was the imperial brother of the Emperor. The choice was made, the outcome was already decided. The people around him were destined to be highly valued, but Lord Tathagata the Buddha had purposely set a trial to test Tang Xuanzang's perseverance. This was just a way of trying to deceive others. In order to avoid being talked about by others, it was a small monkey. How could it become an esteemed monk? How could it be sealed by Buddha?

But at this very moment, it was very difficult for Huang Xing to answer Collector's question.

Seeing that Collector had already handed the bill to Ouyang Mengjiao, a strong wave of anger rose in Huang Xing's heart. Ouyang Mengjiao smiled and asked Huang Xing: You're the general manager, speaking words are useless!

To a man, the greatest provocation was the humiliation of authority and dignity. Fury gathered in Huang Xing's heart, he turned and looked at Fu Jie, then shouted at the Collector: Do you need me to repeat this again?

Collector also glanced at Fu Jie, and spoke with conviction and reason: This is a matter of principle. Of all the customers that came to spend at the mall, which one of them didn't know a few of the executives of the mall? If the leaders had already said hello and did not allow fees, then why would they still set up a Collector like me? They might as well stop it for free. But wouldn't it be fine to stop it for free? Wouldn't it be a mess? I don't think it will be long before this place becomes a parking lot. I also have discipline in this position. Parking must be charged, except for the company's internal staff.

Damn, this Collector is so cunning!

Huang Xing's lungs were about to explode from her anger, and he said: "Do you know who she is? The entire Xin Meng Plaza was hers!

After finishing his words, he realized that his words were inappropriate, but he really did not have a better way to dispel the arrogance of the Collector.

Until Fu Jie walked over and said to the Collector: Forget it. Miss Ouyang was an exception.

Collector immediately smiled and extended his hand to ask for the ticket.

But Ouyang Mengjiao retracted his hand and refused to give it back no matter what. Lifting his head, he said, Where's your principle?

While waiting for Collector to stammer, Ouyang Mengjiao took out a hundred dollar bill from his Universe Ring and handed it over to Collector: A reward for you, there's no need to look for it.

Collector was stunned, holding the bill, he didn't know what to do.

After experiencing this small disturbance, Ouyang Mengjiao finally reached out with her small and tender hands towards Huang Xing. After holding hands for a while, she shook hands with Fu Jie.

Fu Jie asked: Did Meng Jiao come to the Merchant Shop to coach again today?

She added the word 'again' to her sentence, clearly expressing her dissatisfaction with the matter of the day before yesterday in a euphemistic manner.

Ouyang Mengjiao said: Go around and see what I need to buy.

Fu Jie laughed: This entire mall is yours, what are you talking about buying, if it suits you, then say hello to me, and we can take it away to use.

Ouyang Mengjiao smiled and said to Fu Jie and the rest: Since you are one of us, why do I have to greet you?

Fu Jie was startled, but quickly added: I was just joking. You're the owner of the building, I'm here, and all you have to do is think of me as God.

Huang Xing didn't miss the opportunity to interrupt: "God, please come in, Wercome."

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Ouyang Mengjiao burst out laughing: Your English is pretty good, it's pretty smooth.

Fu Jie looked outside again and couldn't help but frown. At this moment, she was a little suspicious, could it be that Ouyang Mengjiao was the Supervisor that Yu Mengqin arranged for.

The three of them walked in. Fu Jie asked in a probing tone: Meng Jiao, do you want to go to my office?

Ouyang Mengjiao lightly patted Huang Xing's shoulders and said: Let Boss Huang accompany me for a stroll, you can busy yourself first. If I have time, I'll come over and find you. OK?

Fu Jie thoughtfully nodded his head, and after a moment of hesitation, he turned and left.

To be exact, at this moment, Huang Xing's thoughts were the same as Fu Jie. He was also a little suspicious that Ouyang Mengjiao was the Supervisor that Yu Mengqin had arranged for him.

However, Ouyang Mengjiao did not reveal his identity. This mystery, should he ask?

While he was still conflicted over this, Ouyang Mengjiao had already quickly walked over to a special cosmetics cabinet, picked up a set of cosmetics and started inspecting it. The cosmetics clerk went on and on and on and on about the product. However, it seemed as if Ouyang Mengjiao was not listening to him, he placed the cosmetics back to where he was before and continued to walk forward with Huang Xing.

Ouyang Mengjiao asked softly: "Don't you feel anything?"

Huang Xing was startled, but understood what he meant: What do you mean? Feel what? In what way?

Ouyang Mengjiao's words had broken through the heavens: That set of makeup.

Huang Xing said: You can rest assured, our cosmetics are all official channels, we definitely do not have any fake products or outdated products. And they were all big brands. You should be able to tell.

Ouyang Mengjiao replied: I can see that. But I didn't say anything about the product.

Huang Xing countered with a question: Then what do you think is a problem?

Ouyang Mengjiao turned his head to look at the clerk again, and said: "Don't you think that sales representative does not meet the requirements to sell cosmetics?

Huang Xing was startled for a moment, then said: "Where is it not compatible?"

Ouyang Mengjiao said: This clerk's looks are not bad after all. But look at her face so many acne, skin also some black, let her sell cosmetics, customers who dare to buy? Even his own skin is like this, the customer thinks, selling cosmetics how good can it be?

As the saying goes, with a single word, one can break through the Heaven's Secrets. To be exact, what Ouyang Mengjiao said was not without reason. It was like a story in a contradiction as he endlessly introduced his cosmetics as being useful with white skin and pimples, while his face was full of white skin and pimples. This was simply too much of a mockery.

From this, it could be seen that Ouyang Mengjiao was a very meticulous and intelligent girl.

Huang Xing called the manager of the floor over and asked him about the performance of the relative clerk. However, Huang Xing could not bear to expel her, and had no choice but to take into account the manager's negligence in hiring people. Thus, he immediately decided to make the manager pay him two thousand yuan as punishment, and use the two thousand yuan to buy a set of cosmetics for the female shop assistant. During the month of trial and error, if he could obviously use the beauty to dispel the blemishes, he would let the clerk stay, and on the other hand, persuade her to leave.

This method looked a little cruel, but Huang Xing took this clerk's interests into consideration. It was just that it was a good thing that it was handled well, but if it wasn't handled well, it could easily harm the clerk's self-esteem.

Ouyang Mengjiao admired Huang Xing's ability to handle matters, after that, the two walked around the business district and returned to Huang Xing's office.

Huang Xing asked Tao Fei to pour him a cup of water and Ouyang Mengjiao sat across from him. He seemed to be very interested in the painting on Huang Xing's back and started observing it carefully.

Huang Xing laughed: What, like? If you like it, I'll take it off and give it to you!

Ouyang Mengjiao's pupils dilated: So generous? In my opinion, you're not like that.

Huang Xing said: This painting was bought by the Boss Fu at the time, and I don't have much money on it.

Not much money? Ouyang Mengjiao couldn't help but be speechless: Do you understand? This painting came from the hands of the famous painter Wei Haitao, and right now, his painting had been sold for more than a few tens of thousands. Look at this tiger painting, it's full of vigor, especially the look in its eyes, there's a calmness in its wildness, a warmth in its malevolence, and the scenery of the forest and the rivers behind it, it's practically the king of the forest vividly portrayed. In my opinion, this painting is worth at least two hundred thousand yuan.

What? Huang Xing was startled: "Are you for real?"

Ouyang Mengjiao said: Believe it or not.

Just then, Huang Xing's office phone suddenly rang.

Huang Xing answered. It was Fu Jie.