At the bottom of my heart, I feel sweet, and I nestle in Mo Jingyao's arms. I have already thrown my anger out of jiuxiao cloud.
Or, when a boyfriend or girlfriend is in love, it's normal to be noisy.
She and his future can go far, she did not know, the jade has not been found, between her and him as if there has been a bomb that may explode at any time.
The bomb is likely to blow them both to pieces in the end.
However, even if it is known in advance, she and he have no way.
Just because jade has not been found.
Here we are.
The music is still ringing in my ears. Mo Jingyao hugs her waist and walks out of the elevator. Then, when she looks up, she sees eight female secretaries standing erect and respectful outside the president's office, looking at Yu Se and Mo Jingyao's direction.
Mo Jingyao frowned, "have you been informed to report to the management department?" Then, he can leave after completing the resignation procedures in the management department. This again gives him a sense of existence. It seems that the punishment he has given is too light?
As soon as the female secretary heard this, she came forward with trembling, and then bravely said, "Mr. Mo, we have gone to the management department to handle the resignation procedures. Thank you for not blocking us. However, before leaving, we would like to thank Miss Yu."
After she finished, eight female secretaries Qiqi bowed deeply to Yu se, "thank you for giving us the prescription, which is very kind and kind, and never forget it all my life."
It is because they don't know Taishan and think it is metaphorical color that they love Mo Jingyao secretly. They don't know that metaphor is the light in Mo Jingyao's heart. If they know, they will never be silly to provoke Yu se.
However, they did not expect that they finally fell into Yu SE's hands, but now they are convinced that they have lost. Although the end result is to leave the Mohist group and the Mohist group will never employ them again, this is much better than they expected. At least they can work in other companies in t City, and they also get the prescription given by Yu se. Thank you very much.
The bow came from their hearts.
"Ah..." Mo Jingyao looked at the eight female secretaries bowing respectfully to Yu se, but he had no intention of bowing to him at all. Suddenly, he found that the little woman had the ability to turn the enemy into a teammate, so he accepted the eight female secretaries with one prescription.
You should know that these eight female secretaries are absolutely one in a million, and their abilities are absolutely very strong.
As a result, he was well received by Yu Se in a few hours, and now he only has Yu Se in his eyes, without him.
However, on second thought, people who have been suffering for a long time are eager to get a prescription that can cure their own diseases.
Therefore, metaphor can be regarded as a timely help.
"You don't have to say thank you. It's just a piece of cake. Your illness is not very serious. If you take Soup for a month, you can go to the root, and you won't get sick again." The metaphor is light.
"Mm-hmm, we will take it seriously for a month. Thank you, Miss Yu." When they got the prescription, they didn't believe it.
But think of the metaphor said that their disease is too accurate, so one by one on their previous consult doctors, the doctors said that this prescription is absolutely impossible, they do not think of a prescription, it must be effective.
Otherwise, without the approval of those doctors and those who have not tried this prescription, they will not believe in metaphor. When they first see it, they think that the prescription she prescribed is casually opened to amuse them.
Later, I believed it.
Yu se nods. As Mo Jingyao goes into his office, she does everything she can. She doesn't like the eight female secretaries. Naturally, she hates to say a word more.
The Secretary's room outside was empty.
The personal belongings of several secretaries were all empty.
Yu se suddenly felt that Mo Jingyao's coldness was all given to other people except her. As long as he was provoked, there would be no soft hearted.
But those female secretaries are also deserved, bullying, such people she disdain.
Mo Jingyao came to his desk. Yu se sat down on the sofa and brushed up his mobile phone. "Mo Jingyao, I only give you half an hour. If you haven't dealt with it well, I'll leave first." She missed the old lady, and she wanted to be a godfather and a godmother. Everyone wanted to.
It's been a long time since I left.
She's going to see everyone she should see before she starts school.
Then go to open the beautiful campus life.
Think about it, just expect it.
"OK, wait for me." Mo Jing Yao took a warm look at the metaphor, and then he was immersed in his own work.
What he didn't tell Yu se was that he had long wanted to ask the eight female secretaries out of the Secretary's office and arrange them to other departments. This time, the appearance of metaphor gave him an excuse to resign directly, which was more direct and straightforward.
What Yu se doesn't know is that these eight female secretaries have more or less Mo Cheng's background, and they were installed when he went to Z district. So even if he has not betrayed him, he may not be able to do so in the future.The appearance of metaphor today is a thorough removal of hidden dangers for him.
Yu se only brushed her mobile phone for more than ten minutes, and she felt bored. Now, what she most wanted to go to was a villa in the middle of the mountain.
If it wasn't for Mo Jingyao, her lunch today would have been at the house of her Godfather and mother.
I miss godfather's craft.
She went today. It must be a surprise for Godfather and godmother.
Put down the mobile phone, a look up, is mo Jingyao bow head work appearance.
It is said that men who work hard are the most handsome. At this moment, Mo Jingyao interpreted this sentence completely and thoroughly.
He was so handsome that he couldn't move his eyes. He just looked at him stupidly. He was good-looking and good-looking.
I don't know how long she stayed. Suddenly, the man sitting at the desk looked up, and then, just on her eyes, "good-looking?"
"Well, good-looking." He didn't think about it. Then he said that, his face turned red, and then he hung down his cerebellar pouch.
"Small colors look good too." Mo Jingyao got up with a smile and walked towards the metaphor. The time was just half an hour.
The color of the face is more red, "not as good as you."
"In my eyes, you'd better look." Mo Jingyao looked at the metaphor without blinking his eyes. The shyness of the little woman was the most intriguing.
Yu SE's heart is sweet. As Mo Jingyao left, he remembered the recent disturbance, which seemed to have never happened. At this time, there were two new secretaries in Mo Jingyao's secretary room.
A man and a woman's secretary collocation, such work is not tired, she thought with a smile.
What's more, men are still young, and women are already in middle age. At this age, she likes it.
Thieves like it.