Just listening to the sound makes people feel that it's hard to get close to the people inside.
She followed Wei Zheng into the office with anxiety.
"Mr. Mo, Miss Qiao is here."
After Wei Zheng finished this sentence, he turned and left.
The door was gently closed again.
For a moment, only Qiao Mianmian and the man sitting at the desk looking at the documents are left in the big office.
This is an office full of masculinity. Most of the furniture in it is black, or gray.
The color is monotonous and a little dull.
Only a few potted plants placed slightly eased the monotonous color of the lower room.
The man at the black desk
Qiao Mianmian raised Mou to secretly see one eye, felt that strong gas field on the other side body.
He had a good figure and was wearing a black shirt. Because he hung his head down, Joe could only see a rough outline.
Can still see that his facial features are very deep, very three-dimensional.
Just as her eyes continued to linger on him, the man suddenly raised his head.
Qiao Mianmian ran into a pair of deep and cold eyes.
When her eyes fell on the man's handsome and deep face, her heart beat suddenly and missed two beats.
She had never seen such a good-looking man.
The man's face, as if carved out of uncanny workmanship, every part of the face, every line, are perfect to pick out no shortcomings.
His facial features are very three-dimensional and deep, with a pair of cold and deep eyes like cold stars, a high three-dimensional nose, and a tight thin lip radian, which is sexy and charming.
His temperament is noble and incomparable, and his whole body exudes a cold breath.
There was no expression on his face, and his eyebrows and eyes were cold. Even from a certain distance, Qiao Mianmian could feel the cold air coming out of him.
When the cold star like eyes looked at her, she even stopped breathing for several seconds.
She Lengleng looked at him, for a moment, a blank brain.
Until the ear rang out a cold magnetic voice: "Miss Qiao."
Joe Mianmian came back.
Remembering that she was staring at him just now, she burned her face and bit her lip. She was a little flustered and said, "you, Hello, Mr. mo."
"I don't know if Miss Joe is looking for me. What can I do for you?"
Joe Mianmian seems to have come back.
After hearing this, I remembered the purpose of her coming here today.
She repressed the strange emotion at the bottom of her heart, sorted out her thoughts and said, "Mr. Mo, I'd like to ask you to do me a favor."
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Qiao Mianmian also knows that it's very strange that she suddenly asks for help from a stranger, but for Qiao Chen, she doesn't care so much.
After a few seconds of silence, she said, "my brother has a heart attack and needs immediate surgery. It's said that Mr. Mo used to be an authority in related fields. I hope, I hope... "
"I hope I can do this operation for your brother?" Looking at her bulging red face, Mo night division for her will be next those difficult to say.
"Yes." Qiao Mianmian breathed out a breath and looked at him pleadingly, "please Mr. Mo help my brother. He's only 19 years old and still very young... "