Fang Jiamei's brain was blank for a few seconds. Suddenly she saw the picture of the man playing on the big screen. She stretched out her hand and pointed, "he! I'm looking for him
The front desk nodded clearly, glanced at her up and down, as if with a little disdain, "do you have an appointment?"
"Appointment?" Do employees have to make an appointment?
Fang Jiamei couldn't help being worried. "I didn't, but I have something urgent to find him! Or would you call him down? "
The front desk was obviously impatient. "Sorry, I can't see you without an appointment. I'm sorry."
There are so many women who come to see Mr. Mo every day that she is tired of meeting with him.
Fang Jiamei asked for accommodation, but the other side was not moved at all.
Fang Jiamei sighed. Just as she was about to sneak in, she caught a glimpse of the door and a group of people came in. The atmosphere in the hall became tense.
The head of the man's suit straight, is not she looking for that person!
Fang Jiamei immediately rushed up to block in front of him, "sir!"
Everyone was startled by her and looked at the man in front of him in a cold sweat.
"I'm sorry, sir. We met in church yesterday. Do you remember?" Fang Jiamei looks at the handsome man in front of her. Although she is not as handsome as Zicong, she is also handsome, especially with an oriental face.
Mo Yiheng stares at the woman in front of him. He slowly clenches his hands in his pocket and then nods.
"Great!" Fang Jiamei breathed a sigh of relief and then asked, "you should have picked up my score yesterday, right? It also says my name is Fang Jiamei. Do you see it? "
Mo Yiheng looked at her face full of expectations and said something to the people around her. Those people in suits and shoes immediately went in.
There were only two of them left at the entrance of the hall.
Mo Yiheng looked at her again, and there was a strong emotion hidden in his eyes, "did you say that book?"
I don't know how much strength I can use to talk with him.
Fang Jiamei nodded.
"That Is it important to you? " Mo Yiheng lowered his eyes and thought of the two words "Zi cong" written on the book.
It doesn't look like a woman's name.
Fang Jiamei nodded and put a smile on her face. "Yes, that's what my boyfriend wrote for me."
Mo Yiheng's heart seems to be inserted a knife in general, watching the love in her eyes, a drop of blood.
"Sir? Sir Fang Jiamei saw that he didn't speak all the time, so she reached out and waved in front of him.
Mo Yiheng's face sank and said in a cold voice: "I didn't bring the score with me."
"It doesn't matter. I can go home with you and get it." Fang Jiamei immediately stepped forward, her eyes shining.
Just like I promised to buy her ice cream.
Is that how she likes Zicong?
I used to pester him every day and say what I love most about him. As a matter of fact, I only say that when I'm offline.
Take a deep breath, Mo Yiheng's face became dark and heavy, and he said in a cold voice: "I'll talk about it when I have time."
With that, he walked past her with his long legs. It seemed that he could pass the scan without swiping his card.
Fang Jiamei scratched her hair impatiently, but fortunately, the music score was in the man's hand, fortunately, she didn't lose it.
Mo Yiheng stepped into the president's office and came here to study for two years. He is now the president of the branch of Mo's group. The old man always wanted him to go back, but he didn't agree.
"Go and check out Fang Jiamei's boyfriend for me!" Mo Yiheng sits down and orders to the assistant.