The next morning, moxiran received a phone call from two companies. After weighing up and listening to Zhou Yanchen's suggestion, moxiran chose one company and declined the other.
At 2:30 p.m., she took a bus to the new company.
Her final choice is Jianhui trade, a medium-sized trading company that has just gained fame in the past three years.
Zhou Yanchen said that the general manager of Jianhui trade is very ambitious. Under his leadership, Jianhui will have a good development prospect.
"Do you still care about companies like this?"
At that time, when she decided, she leaned against Zhou Yanchen and asked him with a smile.
Zhou Yanchen looked down at her and said casually, "otherwise, do you think I sit in the chair of the president's office every day and have nothing to do?"
His words fall, Mo West dye a Zheng.
Yeah.
He must have made great efforts to get to that position, but now
Open your mouth, she wants to ask him if he wants to go back to Zhou?
But when the words came to her mouth, she swallowed them again.
Forget it, none of this matters now.
Asked the front desk, Mo West dye came to the personnel department.
With her is a nearly 40 year old middle-aged woman, her position is planning assistant, help the manager to sort out the documents.
She had done all these things in the dynasty, and she was familiar with them.
In the twinkling of an eye, moxicran has been working in Jianhui trade for more than half a month and has met many new colleagues.
On this day, a colleague's birthday, their entire planning department colleagues meet to eat and sing.
Mo West dye hard to refuse, had to take advantage of the gap, ran to a quiet place to call Zhou Yanchen.
"Eat? With whom? "
"A colleague's birthday."
"Well, I'll be back after dinner." Zhou Yanchen said,
"Er, after dinner, I have to sing." Mo West dye carefully said.
Zhou Yanchen did not speak for a long time, but his breathing was obviously heavy.
Mo Xi ran spat out and said with a smile, "it won't be very late. I'll try to go back early."
"No drinking!" Zhou Yanchen ordered.
It's really her wine
Chuckle, Mo West dye should be under, this just hung up the phone.
"Xizi, who should I call to report? "Boyfriends?"
A female colleague came over, took her arm and asked.
Mo Xi ran put away his mobile phone and replied with a smile: "my husband."
"Husband?" The female colleague was surprised, "are you married?"
"Yes."
"Are you married so young?"
"Ha ha."
"Don't you know?"
Another female colleague heard them talking and came over.
"Xizi's husband is Zhou Yanchen. Don't you watch entertainment news?"
"Zhou Yanchen
"Yes."
"He's not..."
Think of what, female colleague timely shut up.
Mo Xi ran didn't think it was anything but a smile.
After work, we took a taxi to a Chinese restaurant.
After dinner, it was almost 8:00 p.m., and then I went to sleep.
It's hard to book the sleeping room. They made it a week in advance.
After ordering drinks and tea, all the colleagues who like singing went to ask for songs.
Mo Xiran and another quiet colleague sat together, drinking wine and chatting.
That colleague just got married and was young. When he came up, he complained about his new husband's various problems with Mo Xiran.
What don't cook, don't do housework and so on.
She said, Mo West dye think of his home that, is not the same?
Why, however, did she feel so sweet that she didn't complain at all?
Is it her natural masochism?
Think of, Mo West dye self-care smile.
"What are you laughing at? What's on your mind? " Asked the colleague.
Mo Xi ran shook his head and said in a soft voice, "no, even if I think of my home."
"You mean Zhou Yanchen?"
Her marriage to Zhou Yanchen has spread in the business circle of Ancheng.
The annual meeting was announced in public. Anyone who pays a little attention to the news will know.
Zhou Yanchen's purpose is to announce to all the people of Ancheng.
"Well, yes."
"Well, how did you know Zhou Yanchen?"
In their eyes, Moxican is a perfect example of sparrow changing into Phoenix.
"This, just..."
Don't know how to say, Mo West dye some language plug.
Just at this time, a charming female voice rang out.
"Xiaoqing, aren't you embarrassing people? I'm afraid people don't want to mention it now. "I'm embarrassed.
The speaker's name is Pan Ying. It is said that he has recently hooked up with a GUI Shao, so he has become arrogant.
Usually she talks badly, but now it's even worse.
"Pan Ying, how can you talk like that?"
Xiao Qing looks at Mo Xi ran and whispers.
Pan Ying came over with a smile and looked at Mo Xi ran, "am I wrong?"
Just came to the new company, Mo Xi ran know everything should be patient, don't and people feud is the most basic.
But this pan Ying, if only said that he even, but also despised Zhou Yanchen.
So she couldn't bear it.
Just about to choke, but pan Ying's mobile phone rings.
Looked at the caller, she a joy, quickly press answer.
"Why did you answer the phone? They called you several times. You're sleeping, too? I'm here, too. "
Hung up the phone, and pan Ying familiar female colleagues asked: "how? Your boyfriend? "
"Yes, he's here, too." Pan Ying's smile is sweet.
Then she was encouraged to bring her boyfriend.
Pan Ying knows that if she doesn't bring it, she will lose face.
Gritting her teeth, she said, "I see. You wait."
With that, he twisted his waist and went out.
"You say, who did pan Ying catch up with?"
"I heard it was Hou."
"Hou?"
"It seems that Pan Ying's wrist is definitely not an ordinary person."
Hear here, Mo West dye lightly frown.
Thinking, Hou? She only knows one surname Hou.
After a few minutes, the compartment door was pushed open.
Pan Ying came in with a man in her arm.
Moxican almost spewed out a mouthful of wine.
It's him?
Hou Donghe also saw Mo xican. His eyes flashed and he began to smile at her.
That smile, for no reason let Mo Xi dye a little uncomfortable.
Pan Ying with Hou Donghe, suddenly become the focus of the crowd.
And she really enjoyed it.
Wine after a few rounds, Hou Donghe quietly came to Mo Xi dye side.
"Miss Mo, long time no see."
Mo Xi ran smiles, "yes, manager Hou, long time no see."
"Are you ok?" Hou Donghe asked again.
This words let Mo West dye frown, her voice cold several degrees, light voice say: "I am very good."
Hou Donghe nodded with a smile and leaned back on the back of the sofa.
More than 11 o'clock, people come out from seeking sleep.
Pan Ying drinks too much and leans in Hou Donghe's arms, sleepy.
Winked at the driver, Hou Donghe gave pan Ying to the driver, turned to Mo xican and said, "Miss Mo, it's very late. Why don't I take you back?"
"No more." Mo Xi ran refused to take a taxi.
Hou Donghe catches up and holds her wrist.
"You're welcome, Miss Mo."
"You let go!" Mo Xi ran frowned and struggled.
Hou Donghe was smiling, but he tightened his strength.
Just then, a gloomy male voice suddenly came.
"Let her go!"
Turn to see, Mo West dye see savior general, cry: "husband!"