Jing Boyuan glanced sideways at Luo Feng, Luo Feng immediately understood, stepped forward and took off his suit to wrap Dou Weier.
Dou Weier's tears became even more turbulent.
Different from the fear and despair before, the tears at this moment are full of gratitude and grievance.
Jing Boyuan crossed his long legs, leaning casually on the back of the sofa, looking dignified and extraordinary, looking at Dou Wei'er lightly and shallowly.
"I remember you are Suosuo's roommate."
Dou Weier hastily nodded with tears in her eyes.
The corners of Jing Boyuan's lips twitched, and he turned to Mr. Xing, "She's my sister's roommate, and she's still a student. Since she doesn't want it, why doesn't Mr. Xing choose another woman? When you come out to play, you have to have fun, and crying. Doesn't it spoil Mr. Xing's interest? It seems that I didn't entertain well."
Then he turned to the manager and said, "Call all the most beautiful girls here, and let Mr. Xing and the directors choose carefully."
After speaking, Jing Boyuan gave Luo Feng another look.
Luo Feng immediately helped Dou Wei'er up and led her out of the box.
Dou Wei'er's legs were so weak that she was almost carried out by Luo Feng.
Walking out of the panic-suffocating box, Dou Weier slid and sat on the ground, breathing in the outside air with gulps, her chest filled with the joy of being alive after the catastrophe, at this moment, the pain on her face and lungs gradually became clear, and she was so scared that she didn't even feel the pain just now.
"You should not come to this kind of place. You should take advantage of Mr. Jing's opportunity to speak for you and leave this place as soon as possible. With the identity of Mr. Jing's younger sister's roommate, it is easier to leave here. People here dare not make things difficult for you."
Luo Feng gave good advice.
Actually, needless to say, Dou Weier didn't dare to stay any longer.
Tonight she really saw the horror of power.
Dou Weier thanked Luo Feng, leaned on the wall and moved back to the lounge to change clothes, went to the bathroom to look in the mirror, five finger prints were clearly visible on the left half of her face, her hair was messy, and she looked terrible and embarrassed.
If she hadn't met Jing Boyuan tonight, she would really be dead. When she recalled the scene where Boss Xing ripped off the clothes on her chest just now, she couldn't help feeling sick and scared in her heart.
The senior sister lied to her.
As long as you stick to your own heart, don't be squinted by money, act like a baby, and make a lot of money without losing your dignity. It's easy. It's clear that in the face of absolute power, any of her struggles will be of no avail, and will only make her death more ugly.
Dou Wei'er leaned against the wall and slowly slid to the ground, hugging her shoulder weakly and sobbing.
Just a little bit, she really became the kind of woman that everyone despises.
After all, she still has little experience and is too immature.
In the dead of night.
After seeing off President Xing and several shareholders of the Xing Corporation, Qu Qi, vice president of Powerway, spat: "A bunch of old perverts!"
The assistant echoed and cursed a few words with a smile.
Jing Boyuan raised his wrist and looked at the time. It was already early morning, and he said to several people with no expression on his face: "Everyone has worked hard today, everyone, go back and rest, everyone will be busy in the future."
"Okay, bye Mr. Jing."
The vice president and one of the assistants drove away separately.
Luo Feng went to the parking lot and drove the car over.
Jing Boyuan drank some wine and couldn't drive. He lit a cigarette, put one hand in his pocket and held the cigarette in the other, and stood on the side of the road waiting for Luo Feng to drive over.
Dou Weier looked at his back with a bit of obsession in her eyes.
Walk towards him slowly.
"Mr. Jing." There was a hint of shyness in the voice unconsciously.
Jing Boyuan turned around after hearing the sound, his eyes were deep, like a bottomless ancient well, which made people's heart throbbing.
Dou Weier stopped involuntarily under his gaze.
"Before... thank you."
Jing Boyuan flicked the soot with his slender fingertips, a simple
The movements have a special flavor to him.
"You're welcome." His voice was calm.
His aura is too strong, making people shorter in front of him naturally, Dou Weier felt a little timid, took a deep breath and took a step forward.
At this moment, she completely forgot about the manuscript that had been typed, and she raised her hand nervously to brush the broken hair on the side of her cheek, and the clear fingerprints on her face were exposed to Jing Boyuan's sight.
Her skin was very fair, and her finger prints were red and swollen, which was shocking to watch.
Jing Boyuan turned his eyes casually, put the cigarette to his mouth and took a puff, and said again: "This place is not for you."
Is this caring about her
Dou Wei'er was overjoyed, and immediately thought of home, with helpless sadness in her eyes, "I know, if it wasn't forced by life, no one would want to come to this kind of place..."
Jing Boyuan smoked a cigarette and didn't speak any more.
When he was not speaking, his expression was serious, and the alienation between his brows and eyes gave people a sense of indifference.
Dou Wei'er waited for a while, but he still had no intention of speaking, and the atmosphere became inexplicably awkward.
At this time, she should leave wisely, but... she finally met him again, and had the opportunity to talk to him legitimately, she didn't want to just miss it.
Rolling up her lips and smiling, she said cautiously: "If it wasn't for Mr. Jing today, I would definitely not be able to escape. You are my savior. When will Mr. Jing be free? I would like to invite you to dinner, thank you for your life-saving grace."
As soon as the words finished, Jing Boyuan looked over.
His eyes are deep and sharp, giving people a feeling of being seen through, as if he knows the little thoughts in his heart clearly.
Dou Weier's eyes flickered, and she lowered her eyelashes, not daring to meet her eyes.
At this time, Luo Feng drove over.
Jing Boyuan took one last puff of the cigarette, threw away the butt, crushed it with his foot, took out his mobile phone and called the assistant who had just left, saying only two words: "Come back."
A faint tone of command that cannot be refused.
After putting away his phone, he lit another cigarette.
Dou Weier did not get a response to her two consecutive speeches, and saw Jing Boyuan standing still smoking, she didn't understand what he meant.
A man like him has a deep mind and has already practiced the ability to hide his emotions and anger. How can a girl like Dou Weier, who has not even graduated from school, be able to guess his mind
Dou Weier stood there in embarrassment, not knowing what to say for a while.
Not long after, the assistant came back.
Jing Boyuan directly ordered the assistant: "Tomorrow you will arrange a reasonable job for Ms. Dou according to her actual situation." After a pause, he added: "Send her off later."
After finishing speaking, she turned around and asked Dou Weier: "Do you have any objections?"
Domineering and dictatorial, just like a capitalist.
Dou Weier couldn't react in a daze.
What did he mean by that? Do you mean to arrange work for her
Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and the blood in her whole body was about to boil.
Jing Boyuan arranged work for her, what does that mean
It means that he is interested in her, and he doesn't want her to work in that kind of place that sells jokes.
"No, no..." I was so excited that I stuttered.
Jing Boyuan nodded, "Very well, don't come to this kind of place in the future, so as not to spoil the people around you."
After speaking, get in the car and leave directly.
Dou Weier was immersed in the joy of Jing Boyuan arranging work for her, and did not understand the hidden meaning of his last sentence.
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You can see why Jing Boyuan saved Dou Weier, and he still has to arrange work for her, right
He is afraid that those who are close to vermilion will be red and those who are close to ink will be black, and he is afraid that his carefulness will be spoiled.
This thought is not sei anymore.