However, Mu Qingqing was a little embarrassed. She only wore a skirt with a thin shoulder belt inside her light short coat. The coat was torn in two and was irregularly torn open, revealing the white and smooth fragrant shoulder.
As a matter of fact, compared with the previous awards ceremony dresses, this degree of nudity is nothing, but the situation is different. For such occasions, if you only wear the one inside, it is a bit too eye-catching. Mu Qingqing doesn't want to win over the guests. She also knows that some journalists have been staring at themselves secretly. They must be looking for an opportunity to visit the rumor that they suddenly announced their withdrawal from the entertainment industry.
"Are you all right?" Mo Liancheng took off his coat and put it on Mu Qingqing's body. His eyes turned Mu Qingqing from inside to outside, and his eyes were full of obvious concern.
"It doesn't matter. There are spare clothes in the office. I'll change them." Mu Qingqing said lightly, taking advantage of the activity has not started, she just has time to go down and change clothes.
Mo Liancheng took Mu Qingqing's waist and intended to accompany her down. But at this time, a mainstream media reporter with great influence in Jiangcheng blocked his way. "Mr. Mo, is it convenient for Fang to answer the readers' questions before the activity starts?"
Mu Qingqing remembers that he overheard Zhong Lin mentioning to Mo Liancheng that this media is the most important part of the event. It is also Mo's use of relations to invite them to the scene. In other words, the publicity of the event is closely related to the manuscripts of the media.
With this in mind, Mu Qingqing did not ask Mo Liancheng to accompany him, and it was not a thing that needed to be accompanied.
Today, the Mohist group is particularly lively. It is more than ten years since the last external publicity activities were held in the headquarters of the group. In the past, when the master of the Mohist family was still alive, the management style of the Mohist group was not as tight as that of the Molian city. All the activities were held in the cultural hall of the Mohist building.
In his report, Bai Xiaoxi specially mentioned the spreading of Mohist cultural spirit and simply listed the activities held by Mohist masters. It was when he saw this detail that Mo Liancheng readily agreed. He could see that Bai Xiaoxi had spent a lot of thought.
Such an unprecedented grand event resulted in many departments of Mohist's being left vacant, with only a few people waiting for work. All the others went to the cultural hall to arrange the layout. The scene was very lively.
On the way from the cultural hall to the office, Mu Qingqing felt that the company had been in a state of desolation for several days. She always felt that something was missing, but she could not tell what was wrong.
The opening of the event is about to begin. Mu Qingqing has promised moliancheng that he will accompany him to the stage. Therefore, he speeds up his pace, quickly changes his spare clothes in the office, and plans to return to the cultural hall as soon as possible.
When she came to the corridor between the two buildings, Mu Qingqing happened to see a figure flash past in front of her, leaving in the opposite direction of the banquet hall.
From the flash of shadow, Mu Qingqing can't judge the gender of this person. What attracts Mu Qingqing's attention is that in the office building, few people are wearing a hooded jacket, covering themselves with a hat, and tightening the drawcord, trying to block his face.
It's really strange to dress like this, not to mention in such a special period.
Mu Qingqing felt that something was different, so she followed up without thinking and hid in a position not far away from the man in black. Fortunately, most of the corridors here are zigzag, which is just enough for mu Qingqing to hide herself.
Turn left at the end of the corridor, pass through several vacant meeting rooms and storage rooms, and then turn right to the end. This is the important place of the Mohist group. Mu Qingqing didn't know what important things were put in the room. She only knew that she saw the words "no admittance" on the door.
Fools know that there must be something very important to the company.
The man in black suddenly looked around. Fortunately, Mu Qingqing was quick enough to hide. Otherwise, he would have been found. With her heart beating uneasily, her intuition tells Mu Qingqing that there must be something wrong with this person.
With a slight probe in the past, Mu Qingqing looked at the person in black sportswear at the end of the corridor. She looked only about 170 centimeters tall. She was thin and could not see her face. As for others, it's hard to get other information from such a background.
Soon, the man in black easily opened the lock on the door and disappeared at the door of the confidential room.
Mu Qingqing was a little nervous and called Zhong tezhu quickly. She knew that at this time Mo Liancheng should still be doing an exclusive interview, so she directly found Zhong Lin.
When he heard Mu Qingqing say that a suspicious person had broken into the room at the far right end of the 17th floor, Zhong Lin was not well. His face was very gloomy. After only saying three or two words, he hastily led a large group of people to rush in this direction.
And told Mu Qingqing must tell at the door, do not let the suspect.
Hang up the phone, the quiet corridor is clearly visible in the heartbeat of Mu Qingqing, once, irregular beating. Although Mu Qingqing is brave, she has never experienced such a thing. Is she a commercial spy?With this in mind, a moon shaped tattoo suddenly appeared in Mu Qingqing's mind. She remembered that she had just seen clearly that the man in black showed his wrist when he flashed into the confidential room, which happened to be a tattoo of the moon pattern.
Although the distance is relatively far, the pattern is simple and easy to identify. In addition, Mu Qingqing's eyesight is very good, so he can see the pattern at a glance.
The reason why she left an indelible impression in Mu Qingqing's mind is that she seems to have seen the tattoo somewhere because of a familiar feeling. But for a moment, it seems that I can't remember where I saw it.
As time goes by, every moment is like a heavy blow on Mu Qingqing's heart.
In those five minutes, Mu Qingqing did not know how many brain cells she had died, but her efforts were not in vain. The chaotic nervous tissue finally helped Mu Qingqing sort out a clear idea.
"White brook?" When Mu Qingqing thought of the name, she couldn't help shaking her heart. She remembered that when she was filming, she seemed to have seen a makeup artist help Bai Xiaoxi cover the tattoo on her arm, and that pattern was like the shape of the moon.