In the bright and elegant office of the president, Ying Feifei sits on the sofa in a long down jacket.

Although the indoor temperature is a little high, she is still wearing a purple Bridesmaid skirt. It's not appropriate to take off her coat.

At this time, Mo Shengjiang sits in front of the boss's desk, and his eyes calmly fall on Ying Feifei.

There is a folder on his left, which contains all the details about Ying Feifei.

Mo Shengjiang was surprised that when his son was in trouble, this ordinary girl was willing to help him.

"You don't have to be nervous. I just want to know something about Xiaoyu."

Mo Shengjiang suddenly opens his mouth, and his deep voice is full of strength that can't be ignored.

Ying Feifei secretly breathes and looks at the upper Mo Shengjiang. She smiles and nods. "Mr. Mo, please ask me, I will tell you what I know!"

Words fall, Mo Shengjiang threw out the first question, "I heard that recently, you have been helping him?"

Ying Feifei was stunned for a moment, and shook her head frankly. "In fact, it's not a relief. After all, they are all friends. Everyone has a hard time, but they just help."

This answer did not cause any reaction from Mo Shengjiang.

He just nodded his head and asked, "I hear you're working at Joe's now, and your salary is not high?"

At present, Ying Feifei is really hard to understand Mo Shengjiang's intention.

Every question of a family leader like him has profound meaning.

She didn't dare to take it lightly. After thinking about it, she replied, "in Mr. Mo's eyes, my salary must not be high, but in my opinion, it's enough for me to live."

"Do you think life is hard?"

At this time, Ying Feifei obviously felt that Mo Shengjiang was deliberately guiding her thinking.

She slightly a frown, look calm, "so far, did not feel hard."

"Is it?" Mo Shengjiang chuckled, picked up the document on the desk and looked at two pages. "You are 27 years old this year. You are fighting alone in Licheng. Don't you want to choose a relaxed life?"

Ying Feifei guessed some possibilities, calmly looked at Mo Shengjiang and said, "what kind of relaxed life does Mr. Mo mean?"

"You are a clever girl, you should know what I mean!"

Mo Shengjiang, such a worldly and sophisticated superior, can't tell the truth at all.

It's just like a game of losing heart, just to see who can show the bottom card first.

At this time, Ying Feifei did not answer, but looked at Mo Shengjiang across the air.

She can't see any malice from each other's eyes, but also can't see any appreciation.

He seemed to be testing and reminding her.

Should Feifei bite under the corner of the mouth, palms have been sweating.

After a few seconds of silence, she said frankly that she thought, "does Mr. Mo think that I help Mo Liangyu to get any benefits from him?"

Hearing this, Mo Shengjiang slowly laughed, "it's human nature to have such a mind."

Sure enough!

Ying Feifei understood Mo Shengjiang's intention in an instant.

She sighed softly, and the smile on her face also faded a little. "Mr. Mo should have investigated me. If I have such a mind, why wait until now?

I got to know him a few years ago. It's not a good relationship. At most, we are nodding friends.

Moreover, even if I help him now, it doesn't mean that I have a different plan.

After all, no one can predict what will happen in the future. If I have ulterior motives, I don't need to wait until now. "