Chapter 472

Zhou Haonan finally understood who she was talking about. She rubbed her temples and threw her anger on the business manager who didn't do anything wrong. "How can we say such a big thing now? Motherfucker! How did the general manager come? "

"... I just got the news."

"Is it your reason to just receive the news?" He stroked his forehead. He didn't want to say more. He roared, "don't you go to inform president Li of them soon!"

The business manager is in his forties. He has always been strong in the company and has always done things cleanly. Being scolded by him in front of so many people, he felt aggrieved and angry and wanted to quit. Can think of this job outside looks decent, income is not poor, and bear the anger, "I'll go right away."

Zhou Haonan's face is full of boredom, "go quickly!"

He can't take charge of the general manager now. He has to seize the time to figure out how to frame the future boss.

It's getting closer to six.

Reporters on both sides of the red carpet opened the camera covers one after another, and the magnesium lights flashed.

Mo Qi is a popular little student. He can't make the final move, but he left relatively late. She is wearing a blue suit today, which is very difficult to control. In a crowd of black and white suit based male stars immediately stand out. The moment she stepped on the red carpet, the screams of her fans were also overwhelming, which showed her popularity.

"Mo Qi."

"No seven, no seven!"

"Ah! Mo Qi

"Look here, look here! Sobbing, I'm going to cry. "

Fans are very excited, mobile phone flash and reporters' magnesium lamp one after another.

Mo Qiyi, five steps along the way, waves his hand, stands still and smiles. Five more steps, wave, stand still, smile... Those who look handsome don't want, 360 ° No dead end. Only she knew, however, that her eyes were everywhere. Find the figure of sinanqing.

She couldn't find it after a round, so she had to go in.

pretty

"Well, Han Xiaoniu."

It turns out that there are two people next to Sinan Qing. Aren't they Fu Zhiyan and Han Xiaoye?

Fu Zhiyan is a casual suit, tall and noble. Han Xiaoye is wearing evening dress with mink coat, lining a small face delicate, good-looking.

Mo Qi saw that Han Xiaoye's eyes were bright, and quickly walked over, "Han Xiaoniu, why are you here? Well, if I knew you were coming, I could have rubbed your plane tickets. "

"If you have tens of millions of endorsements, you have to worry about whether you want to buy a plane ticket or not?" Han Xiaoye glanced at her.

Mo Qi, with a smile, touched his nose, "what tens of millions, you don't know. I'm a small laborer under the pressure of pickpocketing.". Under the exploitation of the landlords, I have little left. "

Han Xiaoye just don't believe her words, direct to her Pierce, "few is millions?"

flower Mo Qi shows off, "is it easy to be a star? flower If you want to go out, you have to wear all kinds of famous brands. You can't wear a set of famous brands for the second time. Otherwise, the next day, someone in the media will write that you have passed out and have to wear old clothes. flower

"Han Xiaoniu, you don't know. I miss you so much. Since you moved out of my house, the quality of life has been declining, and you eat instant noodles every day. It's still five yuan and ten bags without seasoning. "

"You eat instant noodles because sister Shanni makes you fat, don't you?" Han Xiaoye mercilessly stabbed her again.

Mo Qi said, "Hey, Han Xiaoniu, you will die if you don't expose me."

As soon as she died, she felt a chill in her back. Instant Na Na of shut up the mouth, at the same time heart depressed half dead.

It's nice to have a bull's-eye husband.

After a while, a colleague came up to chat with her.

Mo Qi gives Sinan Qing a look in the eyes and follows that person to exchange greetings.

man

She intuitively sinanqing is a little interested in Mo Qi, but as a good friend of the woman, she can't say it directly, so she can only ask politely.

man

"Stand up." It's cold.

Han Xiaoye still remember that he despised his own stinky feet, ignored him and continued to look forward to Sinan Qing.

The man in the wheelchair took his eyes away from Mo Qi, who was chatting with others from afar. He turned his head and looked at her, frowned, looked at her with psychedelic eyes, and then looked at Fu Zhiyan with expressionless face. Strangely, "Sue... Suri? How can you be with Zhiyan, Qin Fang? "

Suri!

Han Xiaoye knows that he is blind, but when he calls himself Surui, he still wants to pry his head open to see what's inside.

She's not like Suri!

She and Ruirui are not only different in height, appearance, dressing style, but also different in voice, OK! What's more, they seem to have seen it many times, at least five or six times. He can't recognize himself!

Sinanqing really takes her as Surui, because in his opinion, women are almost the same. Han Xiaoye choked speechless silence was automatically taken as his default. Completely ignored the depression on her face, and the eyes fell on the vitality of Mo Qi, suddenly asked, "does she have a boyfriend?"

"Who is it?" Han Xiaoye is still depressed. When he hears Sinan Qing's question, he follows his line of sight and sees Mo Qi. Suddenly threw the depression to the clouds, "you say seven seven?"

"Do you like seven seven seven?"

Sinan Qing generously admitted, "does she have a boyfriend?"

"No Han Xiaoye immediately betrayed Mo Qi, "you don't see that she is as yellow as mango all day long. In fact, she is a farmer mountain spring, pure natural."

Han Xiaoye knows how much mo Qi used to like Sinan Qing. Now she is very happy to hear that she likes Mo Qi. I want to be a matchmaker in the middle and play the wedding march for them.

"By the way, if you like Qiqi, be strong." It suddenly occurred to her.

Sinanqing heard that Mo Qi didn't have a boyfriend. He was in a good mood. He looked at her like a star, "strong?"

"Yes. Strong. Seven seven eat hard, not soft. "

Sinan Qing nodded, white and pretty face solemn, "I know."

During the conversation, Mo Qi came back to chat with them and asked subconsciously, "what are you talking about?"