Rose with Snow

After the person in charge left, Huaixu looked down at the black envelope in her hand.

The peeling-painted wall was surrounded by a gift wrapped in satin bows. It rained for days without the sun. The mild musty smell in the air and the elegant fragrance on the gift were intertwined, and the smell was unspeakable.

Everything is out of tune.

It was self-evident what Song Yingshi meant by handing her the room card.

The room card in her hand is like reminding Huaixu of the fact that she is being kept, humble and lowly.

Huaixu put the room card aside, no more eyes.

She walked to the mirror, and when she was alone, there was a hint of doubt in her eyes.

Song Ming and Song Yingshi were all for this face, she couldn't understand their logic.

She once wanted to slash her face with a utility knife, but not anymore.

It's not her who should pay the price.

Huai Xu's mood was strangely calm, and there was nothing that could make her care very much.

She put away the scissors properly, washed her face, and went to the draft interview.

At six o'clock in the morning, a Mu Shang stopped downstairs where Huai Xu was, and the driver wearing white gloves stood in front of the car waiting.

It's a rare thing to see such pomp in this dilapidated urban fringe neighborhood, and the residents of the neighborhood who get up early will pay more attention.

Until Huai Xu came down from the upstairs.

A beautiful and poor girl, picked up by a nice car.

Many people showed subtle contempt.

Compared with Huai Xu's VIP treatment, Song Yingshi jogged to the hotel by herself. By the time she got to the hotel, she was sweating profusely, out of breath, and very happy.

She likes the feeling of sweating.

This body is okay, she just needs to keep it up. In addition to daily dancing, fitness should also be arranged.

As Song Yingshi thought about it, she went to the suite to take a shower.

She went out early, and when she came out of the bath, it was not until eight o'clock. Song Yingshi wore a bathrobe to reply to the news, and she brushed the children's troupe for a while before hearing a beep at the door.

It must be Huaixu.

Song Yingshi walked to the small living room, and was encountering the person in charge and Huaixu who walked in.

Song Yingshi was thinking about yesterday's dismounting, and her expression was even colder than Huaixu:

"It's on time."

Huaixu looked at the bathrobe on her body, her face changed instantly.

The person in charge next to him thought about it.

Miss Song is in a hurry, is she ready in the morning?

But why is Miss Song waiting for Miss Huai to take a shower? Who is it... Stop, I can't think of a special customer like that!

The person in charge made an emergency brake, exited the stage consciously and sensible, and closed the door tightly.

In the room, Song Yingshi, who didn't know that she was misunderstood, walked to the small dining table and said:

"Come here, eat first and then work."

Hearing the word "work", Huai Xu had the urge to turn around and leave.

After weighing, she walked over and sat down opposite Song Yingshi.

The food on the table is colorful and the layout is advanced. If you look closely, it is a fancy combination of boiled eggs, vegetables, lean meat, milk and coarse grains.

Song Yingshi said, "Eat it."

After finishing speaking, I picked up a hard-boiled egg and ate it very sweet and delicious.

That look of enjoyment made Huaixu almost think that the boiled egg in his hand was actually a delicacy cooked by the chef, but it only looked like a boiled egg.

When you eat it, it turns out to be an ordinary egg, no different from a few cents in the supermarket.

Huaixu put it down after eating half of it, she prefers fried soft-hearted eggs.

She didn't touch eggs until she had finished her salad and toast.

Song Yingshi finished the meal with satisfaction, and when she saw the half-boiled egg in the Huaixu plate, she felt very sorry:

"Why don't you eat?"

"I do not want to eat."

"The eggs are so good."

When Huai Xu looked at Song Ying: "I don't like boiled eggs."

Song Yingshi also knew that some people just didn't like the taste of eggs. Although it was a pity, she didn't force Huaixu, she just said:

"Okay, then you finish the meat." Otherwise, the protein intake will not be enough.

Huaixu slowly ate the bitter chrysanthemum: "Is the gold owner still concerned about what to eat?"

Another thorn in the rose.

Huaixu didn't chat well, Song Yingshi responded very quickly, never giving Huaixu a chance to show off her power, she said with a straight face:

"Eggs and meat must be the same."

It seems to have said the unquestionable momentum of "the bathroom and the balcony must choose one tonight".

"…"

"Also, don't call me the gold master, call me the boss."

Song Yingshi immediately clarified the relationship between superiors and subordinates and said solemnly.

Song Yingshi finished reading the plot of the original book as a bedtime reading last night, and suddenly woke up.

What are the benefits of being a gold lord for Huaixu?

Don't you see a little white flower in the original book, Song Ming's abuse of the little white flower did not produce a flower bone of love, but he lost half his life because of love and alcoholism.

The other two didn't fare much better.

Roaring at Huaixu, he shouted splits in his throat.

Wanting to move Huai Xu, she went to the hospital to take a look at her stomach perforation.

I want to monopolize Huaixu, and pull my hair with two other men, and the company's affairs are all chicken feathers.

It can be seen that Song Ying's era has a strong sense of immersion and a strong sense of crisis.

What a gold master, really bad luck.

But in the author's pen, this is all a trick of God's will, and Xiaobaihua is very innocent.

Song Yingshi reluctantly accepted this explanation and changed her mind at the same time:

The sponsor is just a name. She wants to be the boss of capitalism for Huaixu, so that she can understand what is the sinister society.

On her first day in office, Boss Song looked at her employee Huaixu and announced:

"You don't need to record or go to work during the next period of time. Let me arrange your schedule. You will be very tired today, so now, eat well."

Saying that, she filled Huaixu with pure milk.

Feeding is quite in place.

"…"

The urge to retort Huaixu just rose, for some reason, gradually disappeared in the voice of tons of milk.

While Huai Xu was drinking milk, Song Yingshi had already finished her breakfast and got up and went to the bedroom.

The bedroom door was not closed, half-closed, like a hint, like an invitation, like the room card.

Huai Xu swallowed the milk one by one.

When the milk was finished, Song Yingshi changed into her normal clothes and appeared in front of the door.

Huai Xu raised her eyebrows.

Song Yingshi said, "Have you finished eating?"

Huaixu: "Yeah."

Song Yingshi glanced at her phone: "I'm going out, you stay here, I'll let someone teach you later, you study hard, and wait for me to come back for inspection."

Huai Xu's face froze: "What do you want me to learn?"

?

Song Yingshi hated herself for knowing in seconds. She was not clean, and she was able to guess what Huai Xu was thinking in seconds. It was all because of surfing the Internet.

But seeing the cold little white flower's face change in a second, Song Yingshi was subtly refreshed, and she changed her words when she said it, smiling sweetly:

"What do you say?"

"…"

"Study hard, my examination is very, careful and meticulous."

After Song Yingshi finished speaking, she hummed and left, leaving Huaixu alone to wait for the unknown "teaching".

Huaixu wasn't ready to wait, she guessed that Song Yingshi should go to the garage, so she picked up her bag and left.

The door opened to meet a group of people in front of him.

There are men and women in different styles.

Both sides stared at each other.

The leader of the other party said, "Are you Huaixu?"

"…Um."

"We are the teachers invited by Miss Song, who are responsible for your vocal music class, arrangement class, dance class, body shape class, expression management class, stage class, general knowledge class in the entertainment industry, fitness class, and culture class."

Huai Xu couldn't get back to her senses: "What?"

"We've read your information and tailored a high-quality course for you. According to the schedule, you have 11 lessons today, and the time is very tight. Let's start!"