Want to Run Away After Provoking Me? Mr. President, Please Forgive Me.

"Does it feel good to touch my thigh?" "I just got a leg cramp accidentally." An accident caused Jiang Yun and Qiao Yi to meet one by one. She was looking for a part-time job, but he happened to be short of servants. The two had further interactions. However, he was forced to retaliate, and he had to deal with this woman who overestimated her abilities. When Qiao Yiyi saw money, he only saw the words monthly salary of one million, but he didn't know that this was Jiang Yun's trap. In the contract, "Eight dishes and four soups are provided for lunch every day, and I personally dress him." Damn, is this man an uncle? "If Ms. Qiao is not satisfied, she can terminate the contract. I wonder if she can afford the liquidated damages of 10 million?" Jiang Yun had a sly smile on his lips. "What? Ten million in liquidated damages? Even if you sell me, you can't afford it. You tricked me." Okay, let me be my uncle, I can't have trouble with money.