"What should I do? We've been discovered."
"Send the clip to the leader already?"
“The signal here is not good so it is still sending over.”
"You go out the back door first, I'll distract them."
"Okay." Edna immediately ran out of the nursery, closing the back door.
The teacher in the kindergarten chased after her, shouting: "You are not a parent, who are you, what were you doing outside?"
Brenna smirked, shaking the phone, “Tell me. She pricked the children's thighs and backs with needles and picked them up by their ears, I'm all back."
"Are you a reporter?"
"Lawyer." Brenna winked, playfully uttering a sentence she hadn't had a chance to say during this internship. Then she ran away in another direction.
The teacher was terrified and shouted: "Who are you, hurry up and catch her, if she spreads the clip out, we will die."
Brenna smirked, she purposely led them to run around for 10 minutes. Edna should have enough time to send the clip to the company, the task is done, and withdraw.
Just now, she had seen a ginkgo tree in the courtyard that should have jumped out of the wall.
She sped through the courtyard, climbing the ginkgo tree. Climbing to the top of the wall, she glanced down at the ground, about three meters high, then quickly jumped down.
Standing up, brushing dirt from her hands, she looked around, this seemed to be the backyard of a rich man's house. Being able to be located on the prosperous land of City A with such a large area, the owner must not be the usual rich.
She followed the stone path, surrounded by green trees and fake mountains, and went to a small bridge over the roof of the ancient communal house, in front of her eyes was a super-large swimming pool, and there was a back door leading to the villa.
The door opened, there was no other way out.
She carefully walked in step by step.
A strange sound sounded from the first-floor room. Accidentally looking over, she saw a girl in her 20s sitting on top of a man.
Brenna blushed and crept out the door. Only one sofa away was the door to open.
A man with a suitcase entered, looked at her in shock, "Who are you?"
“Well…” Brenna, her mind blank, pointed to the room, then pointed at herself and explained: “Home service.”
"Service?" The man frowned and looked in the direction her hand was pointing in the room.
Brenna turned to the door and was about to run when the man grabbed her arm.
She was extremely worried, and broke into people's houses herself, how could she say it clearly.
"Let her go." Another voice sounded, low but powerful.
Brenna looked at the person standing behind her.
Roderick! That's right, Roderick!
She'd seen him on the covers of finance, economics, entertainment, and fashion magazines.
He is a tycoon in entertainment, real estate, and luxury goods. There are also rumors that he has a very strong military background.
But if the owner of the room was standing here, who is the smiling man on the other side?
The last time I watched the entertainment news, people said he got married secretly, could that woman be his wife?
If she could handle Roderick's divorce case, she wouldn't have to worry about clothing for the rest of her life.
With this in mind, Brenna didn't go, she pulled out a business card from her pocket and respectfully held out her hands, "General Lee, I'm Brenna, now I don't look very professional, but I am absolutely a person who loves you very much. job, if needed, you can contact me at any time.”
Roderick didn't half look at her. He walked past her, entering the room.
The door slammed shut before her eyes.
Brenna touched her nose and conveniently stuffed her business card into the front door of the Bentley.
You must have a dream, what if you are lucky?
She left.
The man who was dressed in shabby chic clothes ran out of the room, and nervously said: "Sorry, President Lei, I didn't know you came back so early."
Roderick looked at him coldly, gently turned to his assistant, and said: "Summarize your salary and let him go. Also, find me a trusted family-owned company to disinfect this house."