Assistant:
How did he feel that Bai Dao was laughing like a peddler who had abducted a good woman.
It's weird.
*
Mohist.
President's office.
Wei Zheng knocked on the door and reported the news he just got: "Mr. Mo, the audition for the little lady is successful. Bai Dao said that you can rest assured that he will take more care of your people. He also said that he was very satisfied with Miss Bai. Thank you for recommending such an actress to him
In front of the black desk.
The man who was looking through the document stopped moving his hand.
Mo Ye Si slowly raised his head, revealing a beautiful and deep charming face.
"He said he was satisfied?"
"Yes." Wei Zheng truthfully replied, "he said that Miss Qiao is the number three woman he has been looking for."
Mo Ye Si is silent next, light way: "so say rise, pour is not he repay my favor, but I helped him again?"
Wei Zheng: "this..."
"Come on, get out." Mo night division rubbed to rub eyebrow center, wave a way.
"Yes, Mr. mo."
Wei Zheng turned to leave and gently closed the door.
Mo Yesi put the document in his hand aside, picked up the mobile phone beside him, thought about it, and sent a short message to Qiao Mianmian: is the audition over?
Soon, the phone vibrated.
Joe Mianmian returns the message.
Mo Ye Si looks at, the corner of his lips slowly starts, presses the inside line, and calls Wei Zheng, who has just gone out for less than a minute, into the president's office.
His slender, white, well-defined fingers gently stroke on the mobile phone screen. He glanced at Wei Zheng and said, "give me today's itinerary."
"Yes, Mr. mo."
Wei Zheng thought for a moment, and immediately said, "Mr. Mo, in the next few days, you will have a dinner with President Zhang of Guangfa bank at noon. In the afternoon, I made an appointment with the chairman of Hengtong company to play golf and ride a horse. In the evening, I haven't made any arrangements yet. "
Mo Yesi thought about it and said, "cancel the lunch."
"Would you like to cancel the dinner with President Zhang?" Wei Zheng was stunned. "Mr. Mo, president Zhang made an appointment for this dinner one month in advance, so it's not good to push it off. Next, there is a cooperation, and we have to get a loan from Guangfa bank. "
"Change the dinner to tomorrow." Moyesi looked at the text message sent by Qiao Mianmian. The corners of his lips were hooked and his eyebrows were filled with joy. "I told President Zhang that I had something important at noon today and I couldn't spare time."
"... yes, Mr. mo."
When Wei Zheng saw that his boss had decided, it was not easy to say anything more.
Anyway, he felt that since his family got married, he began to become willful.
In the past, Mo always was a very principled person.
If it's an appointment, he will never change the time suddenly.
At least, Wei Zheng has not done such a thing in the past few years.
After returning home, Mr. Mo really let himself go
No, it should be said that it's Mr. mo after marriage.
Wei Zheng basically guessed that Mr. Mo suddenly broke his appointment this time, and it was probably for the sake of his wife.
Only in matters related to the young lady can he become like this.
"Have you finished what I asked you to do?" Mo night division suddenly remembered a thing, he had ordered Wei Zheng to buy Qiao's villa, calculate the time, this thing should also be done.