Chapter 173

"Ding Dong!" a wechat prompt.

Song Qingyun, who is sorting out the cases, is ready to reach out.

But he was robbed by Yang Yilin, who was sitting in front of him with his legs up.

"Let me see that girl sends wechat to you ~" after taking the mobile phone, Yang Yilin laughs wantonly, looks beautiful and evil, and is a living evil spirit.

Song Qingyun is too lazy to talk to him. If he wants to see it, he will go to see it. Anyway, he is innocent. There is no secret in his mobile phone that he can't read.

As for his sister, I'm afraid that he will have to wait until the next life, according to his current state of running the hospital and the operating table as a bed.

"Fuck! Brother Yun, sir, did you take the wrong medicine One second before the brilliant handsome face of the smile, the second after the shaking legs directly put down, the mobile phone in front of him.

It's about Lao mo. song Qingyun guessed it nine times out of ten without looking at his mobile phone.

I asked him about his physiological period yesterday. I'm afraid I can't leave women today.

"He asked him to get some traditional Chinese medicine for women's Qi and blood... Yang Yilin stared at his beautiful eyes and his mouth was big enough to plug an egg.

Song Qingyun raises his lips a few times, and then he guesses it.

The mobile phone is ready to be picked up from Yang Yilin, who takes over and presses the voice directly.

"I said, sir, if you have a woman, you will die? There won't be less meat! "

Mo yanjue saw the recovery of song Qingyun and stuck it to his ear without thinking about it. He wanted to hear what he had to say.

It turned out to be a good thing. Click on it. Yang Yilin's voice was heard when he took the gun medicine.

His face was livid. He put away his cell phone and looked at the people next to him.

I'm still in the same shape. I'm not sure if I heard Yang Yilin's roar.

In this way, they were silent and went to the company's underground garage with their own thoughts.

Muqiqi took the suit jacket off his shoulder and handed it to the man, "thank you."

Mo yanjue calmly glanced at the woman with rigid eyes, slowly reached for the clothes she handed over, and deliberately wiped them on her small hands.

When I saw her suddenly red cheeks, the corners of her mouth raised a smile.

Then turned to her back and said, "call me at work."

Muqiqi's face is full of black lines, and his heart is constantly broken and read: I want to call you, I am a fool!

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enter the office.

Muqiqi adjusted his mind and mentality.

No matter how she is outside, as long as she enters this door, she must be strict with herself and put 100% into her work.

Turn on the computer, Mu Qiqi begins to sort out the work to be done today, but he doesn't know that a pair of fierce eyes behind her are staring at her.

It's the second day since the manuscript was changed, but there is no movement, which makes Chen Weiya uneasy.

Does the factory find no problem in making sample clothes?

But it shouldn't be. Muqiqi went out in a panic yesterday. He should have received the notice from the factory, but he came back in a few hours, as if nothing had happened.

Doesn't the company hold her accountable?

The more she thinks about it, the more angry she feels. If the company still hasn't moved after today, she must think of another way.

Feng Xiang has no company today. She's so angry that she can't find anyone to say. She can only hold it so hard. It's almost bursting.

The more she thought about it, the more unfair she felt. She picked up her mobile phone and sent a wechat to Feng Xiang.