Inheriting Billions After Being Retrenched

After the meal, Luo Qiao went to the guest room to pack her things, and slept all afternoon without being sleepy, so she asked her dad to send the information from Dongshi Films Media to study carefully.

The next day, Luo Qiao woke up early. After putting on her makeup, she remembered that there was a pair of pearl earrings in the cloakroom, so she went to the master bedroom.

Standing at the door, she shouted: "Ming Siran, did you get up?"

After a while, he opened the door. The man was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, perhaps because he had just gotten up, his delicate eyebrows were lazy, and he looked down at her.

Luo Qiao ignored him and squeezed people away and ran into the cloakroom.

Ming Siran lowered his head and adjusted his cuffs, closing the door flatly.

Luo Qiao found his pair of pearl earrings and put them on the full-length mirror. He leaned at the door, slid his trouser pockets, and looked at her carelessly.

"What do you see me doing?" She took a moment to glance at him.

He lazily said: "You look good."

"..." Glancing at him, Luo Qiaodai squeezed him and ran downstairs to get the bag, and went out of the house.

When Ming Siran drove out, Luo Qiao was still waiting for the car. He lowered the window and said lightly: "I will see you."

Luo Qiao glanced at him, expressionless: "No, a qualified ex-boyfriend is just like dead."

Ming Siran: "..."

The woman's figure in the rearview mirror was getting farther and farther away. Ming Siran put on the headset and dialed out: "Driver Zhou? Come pick Luo Qiao from the door and go to the company."

"Okay, Mr. Ming."

...

Luo Qiao waited for a long time before getting a car. She was about to call her father's driver. A black car stopped in front of her: "Miss Luo."

Luo Qiao recognized whose driver he was.

She resolutely said: "You go."

Driver Zhou: "Mr. Ming said, you should really mind his dead ex-boyfriend. He is very happy that you take the initiative to pay the fare."

Luo Qiao: "..."

All the way to Dongshi Pictures, Luo Qiao paid a few hundred dollars to Zhou driver and got out of the car.

But the more I think about it, the more it feels wrong. How does she feel that she is still losing?

...

Her father Luo Qianheng had already greeted her a long time ago. As soon as Luo Qiao entered the company, an assistant executive explained the affairs to her. She listened as she walked and didn't make any comments.

After watching her enter the office, the tense executives were relieved.

Someone whispered: "Those who have good tires are good. Even if they don't understand anything, they will come in as the CEO."

"Keep it down, don't you want to work?"

"It was originally, you know she nodded like she was obviously knowing nothing."

Someone sneered: "What do you expect from a little actress who eats with her face in the entertainment industry? Thank God for not letting the company lose money. That's all, let's do it!"

The crowd dispersed. In the office, Luo Qiao turned against the office chair and looked at the young male special helper with a sharpened look: "Let's go down and have a meeting in half an hour."

Assistant Sun nodded: "Okay."

Turning over the files on the table, Luo Qiao glanced over.

The office is bright.

Luo Qiao is dressed in professional attire and is bright and beautiful. She smiled at everyone: "Relax, today I mainly want to know everyone. If you have any ideas, everyone can talk and discuss together."

Everyone looked at each other, and there was no sound. Luo Qiao was not in a hurry, looking down at the file leisurely, time passed by.

Ten minutes later, no one meant to speak.

Luo Qiao glanced at her watch and raised her head: "Why, don't everyone have any ideas?"