The meal was terrible.
Very bad.
In the back, Zhou Yanchen basically did not move his knife and fork.
Mo Xi ran because of love steak money, not give up the waste, can only a mouthful, hard swallow, make her stomach a little pain.
Moreover, she also sad to find that he seems to have offended the president.
When she came out of Santiago, Zhou Yanchen took her home.
The car stopped steadily in the apartment downstairs where she rented, took her bag, and she opened the door and got off the car.
Standing at the side of the car, Mo Xi ran bent slightly. Just as he was about to say goodbye, Zhou Yanchen's voice sounded first.
"Drive."
“!”
A Leng, Mo West dye quickly closed the door.
As soon as the driver stepped on the gas pedal, black Bentley left.
Until the car disappeared in the field of vision, Mo Xi ran never recovered.
Turning to walk into the apartment building, she said to herself, "what's the situation..."
……
The next day after his reinstatement, Mo Xi ran got up early in the morning, and the first one came to the Department.
She said that she would cherish all this, so she had to work harder than before.
After sorting out the documents that she didn't have time to sort out yesterday, she came into the office with the documents in her arms.
His desk is as clean and tidy as his people.
Put the papers away, Mo Xi ran twisted a towel and wiped the table carefully.
Looking at the bright table, she showed a satisfied smile.
Turning around and going out, I caught a glimpse of a withered purple hyacinth on the windowsill.
The flower language of purple hyacinth is apology.
It was an apology gift that she brought to baijingcheng when she was reinstated yesterday.
To the windowsill, Mo West dye picked up the wilting gray hyacinth, a stagnant heart.
The florist said hyacinth was easy to support. How could he die so easily?
Behind him, there was a noise from the door of the office. Someone pushed the door in.
With a suit coat on his arm, the handsome man looked at the woman in a daze by the windowsill.
"My assistant?"
Suddenly the sweet male voice will pull moxiran back to the real world.
Turning around, she looked at the man at the door and immediately said, "good morning, manager Bai."
Bai Jingcheng nodded, her eyes fell on the hyacinth in her hand, and said, "what's the matter?"
Frown came over, white well city took hyacinth, "how to die?"
Mo Xi ran lowered his hand, wry smile: "I don't know."
"I'm so sorry."
Looking at Mo Xiran, baijingcheng felt guilty, "I didn't take good care of it."
"Ah? I don't blame manager Bai, but maybe hyacinth is not easy to support. "
"Yes? It's a pity. I really like it. "
Bai Jingcheng said this, Mo Xiran was also a little ashamed, "manager Bai, I'm sorry, I shouldn't give you such a bad thing."
"Well, let's not be sorry again. Come and go." Bai Jingcheng's lips, a smile.
Mo Xi dye pretty face slightly red, took hyacinth pot, "I'll get rid of it."
"Well, please, Mo assistant."
Toilet.
Just about to throw away the flowerpot, the cleaning aunt saw it and immediately said, "well, miss, this flowerpot is still good. If you don't want it, can you give it to me?"
"Oh, yes." Mo xican nods and hands the flowerpot to the other side.
Pull out the withered hyacinth from the flowerpot. My aunt is just about to throw it away. Moxiran suddenly says, "wait a minute!"
Took hyacinth, Mo West dye looking at the roots, can't believe the big eyes.
How could that be?!
A gentle smile flashed through her mind, and she shook her head again.
No!
Manager Bai is not that kind of person!
But