Li Ninghao was startled and couldn't help but remind Huo Jiandong:
"But Zhao Zitong only has a high school education, and she used to be a gangster. Wouldn't it be inappropriate to hire her into the company?"
Although Zhao Zitong played a big role in the successful acquisition of the building this time.
But Li Ninghao still looked down on her, saying that she was just lucky.
There is one more thing he doesn't want to admit:
Qihang is a big company, and I had to work very hard to get here.
What about Zhao Zitong
Huo Jiandong sneered.
This idiot, does he really think he’s something great just because he studied for a few years
Being admitted to the University of Hong Kong is a great achievement, but a high level of education does not necessarily mean high ability.
But a woman with only a high school diploma completed the work that you, an idiot, failed to complete.
I didn't want to expose him, but I had a plan in mind.
"Just arrange it as you were told. Stop talking so much nonsense."
Huo Jiandong interrupted him impatiently and pointed at Huo Yunyan who was sitting in the reception room:
"It was arranged by Director Huo. My sister Huo Yunyan will come to work in the company starting today. Now that you have finished your work on the building collection, you can take care of her."
Li Ninghao knew that Huo Yunyan was a student from the Department of Fine Arts at the Chinese University of Hong Kong, and he felt very uncomfortable.
Huo Jiandong actually asked him, an architect, to bring a young lady who studies piano. This is a construction company, not a concert hall. It's okay for the young lady to come here to play.
He felt depressed because his talent was not recognized.
But what can I do? My family needs money and I can't lose this job, so I have to accept whatever my boss says.
Now he is just asked to take care of this young lady who knows nothing. Compared with his classmates who often accompany rich female clients for drinks and social events, he is considered lucky.
"Ms. Huo, my name is Li Ninghao, you can also call me Jack. From today on, I will be your personal assistant. Why don't I take you to the company for a look?"
The moment Huo Yunyan turned around, Li Ninghao felt that this job was pretty good.
I didn’t expect the eldest daughter of the Huo family to be so beautiful!
She has a pair of clear and bright eyes, an oval face, big eyes, a small nose and mouth, fair and smooth skin, and shiny black hair.
She is as charming and lovely as the pretty Huang Rong in Jin Yong's novels.
"Hello," Huo Yunyan glanced at Li Ninghao. This assistant had a good appearance and height.
But she had no interest in this lackey of her father's. Besides, what was there to see in the company? There were only booths and computers. It was too boring to stay here.
"Come shopping with me at the nearby mall!"
There is nothing interesting about the office buildings in Central, but the shopping malls in Central are worth a visit.
Those who can enter the luxury stores in Central all have their own secrets.
Some people spend money lavishly, but they may live on poverty every month; some people are low-key, but they are more willing to pay with their credit cards than anyone else.
But there is one law that will never change: here, you can feel that there are differences between people.
Li Ninghao has been working in Central for several years, but has never set foot in this luxuriously decorated store with a big orange "H" on the glass exterior wall.
Because he knew that the things inside were not affordable for someone of his status.
Just a seemingly ordinary bag may cost you several months' salary.
"You go in first, I'm going to the bathroom." Huo Yunyan said to Li Ninghao.
Through the exquisite and high-end windows of the luxury store, Li Ninghao saw his embarrassed self.
The clothes were bought by his mother at the market, they were ordinary and could not be more ordinary. The shirt was a little bleached from washing, and the leather shoes were imitation shoes that he bought at the sneaker street in Mong Kok for less than 100 yuan.
The two salesgirls standing at the door seemed to treat people like Li Ninghao as air.
One of the salesgirls looked him up and down, then immediately turned her head and rolled her eyes at the other salesgirl.
Li Ninghao was at a loss. He felt uncomfortable in such a place.
Suddenly, a black handbag in the window caught his attention. This bag was exactly the same as the one Huo Yunyan was carrying, except for the color.
He couldn't help but point at the black bag and asked a salesgirl curiously:
"Excuse me, how much is this bag?"
The salesgirl, who was wearing a black suit and white gloves, rolled her eyes at him and said unhappily:
"Sorry, Sir, it's not a bag, it's a Birkin!"
(Sorry sir, this is not a bag, this is platinum!)
Li Ninghao stood there in a daze, letting the others look at him with contempt. Seeing that he didn't understand, the salesgirl added:
"Besides, we don't sell this bag. If you need it, you can queue up over there to register. It will take more than half a year, conservatively estimated."
The salesgirl had a lazy attitude. She didn't even raise her eyes. She was just busy wiping the crocodile leather strap watch in her hand.
Her expression seemed to say: If the man in front of her could afford a black crocodile leather platinum bag, she would eat shit on live broadcast!
Li Ninghao seemed to be greatly insulted. His blood rushed to his head. He took out his credit card and shouted to the salesgirl:
"How much is it? I don't believe that I can't buy a bag even if I have money!"
Although Li Ninghao is poor, he has self-esteem. Even if he takes out all the money in his card today, he will buy this black bag!
He knew that those waiters treated the rich young masters like gods, and he could understand the salesgirl's arrogant attitude at this moment.
Isn't it just that they look down on me and think that I don't have the money to spend in such places
The salesgirl looked at the ordinary credit card he had left on the table and looked at him as if he were a fool:
"Sir, your card is not a black card. Besides, we really need to queue up to reserve this bag!"
Li Ninghao was so angry that his face turned red: "Then how much is this bag?"
Several guests who were watching the fun all laughed.
The laughter was so loud that it made Li Ninghao feel very uncomfortable.
The salesgirl just now understood that Li Ninghao was just a fool without money.
She turned her nose up to the sky and snorted at Li Ninghao:
"Three hundred thousand! Sir, even if you have three hundred thousand in your card, you can't buy it. This is just a customer who waited for half a year to order it."
Three hundred thousand
Li Ninghao's face turned red with humiliation.
Three hundred thousand for a bag
Unless he is crazy! Three hundred thousand is enough for his whole family to eat for three years!
Now his salary is less than 10,000 yuan. Even if he doesn't eat or drink, he needs to save for three years to be able to buy a bag in the window.
He originally thought that this bag would be worth at most 30,000 yuan. With 30,000 yuan, he could still get it if he gritted his teeth!
But three hundred thousand!
For the first time in his life, Li Ninghao understood what it meant that poverty limited his imagination.
"Hehe..." A woman's faint laughter came from above his head.