Chapter 192

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At 3 p.m., general office of Mohist.

Wearing a pink knee length skirt and carrying a white chanel bag, Wen Ruchu took the elevator up. As soon as she got out of the elevator, she saw Lu Shen waiting for her outside.

"Miss Wen is here at last." Lu Shen looked at her with a smile and made a gesture of "please". He said: "Mr. Mo has been waiting for you in the office for a long time. Miss Wen will come with me."

"Oh, yes." Wen Ruchu nodded, stepped on a pair of high-heeled red shoes behind Lu Shen, holding his bag tightly, and asked, "assistant Lu, what do you always want me to do?"

Lu Shen did not return his head and said, "I have already made it very clear to Miss Wen in my SMS."

Wen Ruchu pursed her lips, drooped her eyes and looked shy, "so Assistant Lu, Mo always comes to me. He really wants to talk to me... "

Before she finished, she was interrupted by Lu Shen: "here we are. Let Miss Wen go in by herself. I have something else to do. Let's go ahead. "

Lu Shen said. He took a look at Wen Ruchu, which was very meaningful. Then he walked by Wen Ruchu without looking at her.

Wen Ruchu frowned and was a little displeased with his attitude, but he didn't dare to say anything.

Watching Lu Shen turn around and go to the Secretary's office, she turns around, faces the office door, takes a deep breath, and pushes the door in.

I thought I would only see Mo Xiuchen in it, but unexpectedly, when I opened the door, I saw the entertainment bloggers she bought on her microblog.

Wen Ruchu was stunned. He thought he had gone to the wrong place, so he quit to have a look. That's right. It's Mohist company. Why are these people here?

Is it difficult to

An idea flashed through Wen Ruchu's mind. He raised his eyes over the entertainment bloggers and looked at the desk behind them.

Mo Xiuchen really sat there, a face without expression, through the figure of the entertainment blogger, looking at her directly, without any emotion.

Wen Ruchu couldn't help pinching the bag in his hand. He was embarrassed to smile at several entertainment bloggers in front of him. "What a coincidence, you're here too..."

Li Feng frowned. Seeing that she was about to run away, he reached out and caught her in.

Wen Ruchu screamed and shook off his hand, staring at him with disgusted expression: "what are you doing? Do you know who I am? How dare you touch my hand? "

Li Feng sneer, just ignore her words: "smelly woman, you can make us miserable!"

Then Li Feng dragged her to Mo Xiuchen's side and pushed her to the other side. "Mr. Mo, that's the woman. She edited all the microblogs, sent them to us, and asked us to help us to post and forward them."

"Yes, Mr. Mo, that's the woman." The men echoed.

"You talk nonsense!" Wen Ruchu didn't care about the pain now. He stood up straight and glared at them: "I don't know you. I don't know any microblog!"

Li Feng was too lazy to talk to her. He took out his mobile phone from his bag and put it on his desk: "if Mr. Mo didn't believe me, he would directly look at my information. In order to let us send that microblog, she gave us a sum of money."

Wen Ruchu frowned, a little flustered, she reached out to grab the mobile phone, Li Feng saw, directly pull her, to Mo Xiuchen way: "there are chat records, Mo always if don't believe, also can see the record."