Crippled Master's Young Wife

Xia Ling's Apricot eyes turned, "yes, but Xia Xi, remind Dad that he is ready for the money? I remember I said yesterday that when I go to work, he must hit 10 million on my card."

Of course she can go to work. She can stay at home anyway.

However, she must remind the things that should be reminded.

Xia Zhenqing must call her the money.

"You..."

Xia Xi's voice was sharp, "Xia Ling, you ungrateful thing, eat and drink from our Xia family, and now you have to threaten your father. You're really not a thing..."

Xia Xi's abuse echoed in her ears. Xia Ling directly pressed the phone off.

Who is not a thing?

The telephone rang again.

Xia Ling glanced, turned a blind eye, pressed it into silence, and turned back to the room.

Can't wait to call her to work. What's the reason?

Xia.

As soon as Xia Ling entered the design department, he plunged into a pile of work.

"Xia Ling, copy this document."

"Xia Ling, print out this budget."

"Xia Ling, go and find me some information."

“......”

Yes, although Xia Ling is a top student in the Department of architecture of Haicheng University, she can only do the most humble civilian work in Xia.

Being constantly sent by people, doing all kinds of trivial things.

She knew it was all inspired by her good father.

She was told to start from the grass-roots level, but only she knew that he was afraid of her.

He was afraid that if her wings grew hard one day, she would seize power with him.

After all, if her mother hadn't taken out all her possessions to open Xia Zhenqing's company, he wouldn't have the scenery today.

"Xia Ling, the president asked you to go to the office."

Xia Ling is wandering in front of the printer. A colleague comes and calls her.

Xia Ling answered, put the printed documents away and went to the president's office.

When he opened the door, Xia Ling glanced at Xia Zhenqing and Xia Xi in the room. His red lips opened, "President Xia, you're looking for me."

With a snap, a document hit her, and then Xia Zhenqing's angry voice rang.

"Xia Ling, look at the documents you made. Don't you check them carefully after they are finished? If you take this contract directly to the supplier, you know how much money we will lose? If you can't even do a little thing well, how can I give birth to a stupid daughter like you? A top student in the architecture department? It's embarrassing to your teacher."

Let Xia Lingxiu tighten her eyebrows.

After opening the document and looking carefully, Xia Ling knew that the document had been tampered with.

This is a quotation. Someone moved the decimal point back one place.

But she clearly remembers that she checked it over and over again when she handed it in.

When she lifted her eyes and caught a glimpse of Xia Xi's proud face, Xia Ling knew it must be Xia Xi's ghost.

"Mr. Xia, I'm just a clerk. There's a department manager and the deputy general manager of the company. Even if I did something wrong, they should find out what went wrong in time. But they handed in this wrong document. Who should be held responsible?

Xiaxi deliberately framed her. No one would listen to her sophistry. It's better to refute it with another way of thinking.

"You..."

Xia Xi was stunned and shouted, "Xia Ling, it's obvious that you have no brain. How dare you put the responsibility on your boss? I don't think you deserve to work in Xia Shi at all. Don't let Xia Shi suffer losses because of you."

The bitch is becoming more and more articulate.

I really want to drive her out of Xia.