Mo Jingyao's height of 18 years is enough to stand out from the crowd. In addition, his three-dimensional facial features and beautiful face are particularly conspicuous. At this time, it is working hours. He is the only one in the elevator, which is more eye-catching. As soon as he appears, all the people in the lobby are attracted by him.
The men in the elevator room are eye-catching, but the metaphor of laziness and sitting on the cloth sofa in the lobby is not bad at all.
Even at this moment, she is surrounded by a lot of women, but also does not affect her eye-catching.
Other women, even if combined, are not as dazzling as stars.
The girl's white hand held the mobile phone lightly. She looked at Mo Jingyao's direction with a little bewilderment. Then, she stood up and murmured: "Mo Jingyao..."
Her soft call made the front desk in the corner of the wall stare round her eyes. Then, when she found that the metaphor subconsciously moved forward a step, she immediately rushed to Mo Jingyao, and the Yu Guang Yu Se in the corner of her eye moved forward a little step. She rushed to Mo Jingyao in front of her, and then pointed back to the direction of the metaphor: "Mr. Mo, the girl just yelled Your name, she has an intention to you, but you must not be deceived by her. She has several boats on her own. Such a woman is not worthy of less ink. You must polish your eyes and ignore her. People like her are not even worthy of carrying shoes for you. "
In a word, she just doesn't allow such a woman to stain her male god.
Mo Shao is the God in the hearts of the female staff of the whole Mohist group, which can not be blasphemed.
Mo Jingyao's eyes followed the finger of the front desk and looked at Yu se. Then he frowned slightly, "who do you think has set foot on several boats?"
His voice seemed to be covered with ice. He was so cold and squinting at the front desk, which made the front desk slightly stunned. She rushed to remind Mo Jingyao, but he was not happy like this?
No way. She was really kind enough to remind him.
"Mr. Mo, is that she pedals several boats, you must not be blinded by her." Once again, she pointed to metaphor. In short, she was absolutely not allowed to stain the male god in her mind.
"Oh, really?"
"Yes." I don't know why. Listening to Mo Jingyao's casual question, the head office felt a little guilty. But at this point, she rushed over. What's more, she heard that the woman was just flirting with a man on the phone. What's wrong with her.
Mo Jingyao stood there in his spare time. He broke the casserole and asked, "tell me, whose ship did she step on?"
No one knows better than him what's going on. He knows when she meets a male mosquito.
When the front desk choked, she realized that she didn't know what kind of boyfriend Yu se had made in addition to the phone content she had just heard. She seemed to have guessed on the basis of what she said, "she She just called a man. "
"Well, it's a man indeed." Because, he can 100% prove that he is a man. Moreover, he has not hung up with the simi color phone up to now. Therefore, when the front desk said that the metaphor was pedaling several boats, he was talking to her on the phone?
It's a little messy.
No, it's messy.
Fortunately, it took Mo Jingyao only one second to determine the front desk. This is nonsense.
"Mr. Mo, it's good that you know her appointment. You won't agree with her appointment?" Thinking of Yu SE's appointment application form, the front desk just wanted to ask Mo Jingyao, and then threw it into the garbage can.
"Did you ask her to make an appointment?" Mo Jingyao slightly wrung his eyebrows. Does his woman need to make an appointment to see him? No, absolutely not.
I don't know why, the front desk felt cold around him at the moment, "yes, this is the company's regulation."
"Which rule?" Mo Jingyao asked coldly.
"Come on Don't all the women who come to see Mr. Mo need to make an appointment? " The front desk blinked vaguely. How could he feel that Mo Jingyao asked her in a bad tone or rather bad taste.
As a result, when the head office finished speaking, he listened to Mo Jingyao saying, "it's just that there's no need for metaphor." He wanted to say "small color", but then he was worried that the head office could not remember the name of metaphor. Next time, he would make the same mistake and shut it out.
"Metaphor of color..." The front desk did not respond to this, murmuring the name Jingyao read out. She felt a little familiar. Then, she suddenly remembered the appointment application form that Yu se had just filled in, which seemed to be the name on it.
Then, she widened her eyes and said, "general manager Mo means that if Miss Yu comes back later, she can go to see you directly without making an appointment, right?"
Mo Jingyao, who was about to fire the front desk directly, looked a little better. He gave the front desk a look of "you know, it's OK." then he strode over her and went to metaphor.
I don't know that the front desk where I almost left my job is standing there, and I haven't recovered for a long time. Mo Shao, do you mind if there are other men in the metaphor?
She was standing there, listening to her Mo Jing Yao said with a smile: "it's better to listen directly with a mobile phone?"Yu se glared at him, "all blame you."
"Blame me?" Mo Jingyao was aggrieved.
"It's your fault. You are always discharging electricity all the time, so that if someone finds out that a woman with you, such as me, even though I have never known and have never been in contact with, will directly release hostility, and I, as for me, always lie innocent."
Back to Yu Se and Mo Jingyao's front desk, this moment is the reaction of hindsight. It turns out that Yu segang has been talking to Mo Jingyao all the time.
It turns out that men like Mo Jingyao would allow a little woman to act coquettish with him on the phone.
It's just incredible.
Yu SE's coquetry was clearly protesting against Mo Jingyao. When the general station thought that Mo Jingyao would be cold to Yu se, he said with a low smile: "I'm innocent, too. I didn't give them one."
Hearing Mo Jingyao's words of strong desire for survival, the people who were forced to swallow dog food at the scene would be disordered in the wind. Is this still the overbearing and cruel Mo Jingyao in their memory?
It must have been possessed by someone else.
Then, seeing Yu SE's feet rubbing Mo Jing Yao's hair, "Mo Jing Yao, good, don't talk nonsense."
Everyone continued to be confused.
But I couldn't even speak.
When did their president fall in love with a child?
I was a child who needed to be coaxed. I just broke my eyes