Chapter 656： Mr. Mo, is this difficult to operate?

Chapter 656 Mr. Mo, isn’t this difficult to operate?

After he left the office, he stood outside.

He felt that before long, President Mo would definitely let him in and ask him to take out the bowl of snail noodles and throw it away.

He has already made such preparations.

But after waiting for more than ten minutes, he still didn't receive a call from his boss, Mr. Mo.

Just when Wei Zheng was beginning to doubt his life, his cell phone finally rang.

He took it out and saw that it was a message sent to him by Mo Yesi, asking him to go to the mall and buy a set of clothes.

*

Half an hour later, Wei Zheng came back from buying clothes and knocked on the office door.

As soon as I walked in, I smelled a familiar smell of honey.

at the same time.

The door to the lounge opened, and Mo Yesi walked out wearing a bath towel and stretched out a hand towards him.

Wei Zheng immediately handed over the bag of clothes.

He glanced at the lunch box on the desk with his peripheral vision, and when he found that there was only a little bit of snail noodles left in it, he doubted his life again.

Mr. Mo actually ate that portion of snail noodles?

Moreover, I ate so much!

He couldn't suppress his curiosity at all and couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Mo, do you think the snail noodles are delicious?"

"Well, it tastes pretty good." Mo Yesi untied the bath towel, took out the black shirt from the bag and put it on. He pinched the buttons with his slender fingers and tied them one by one. "It's just a little spicy. Next time, ask the boss to be less spicy." Put some chilli."

Wei Zheng: “???”

He refused to give up: "Don't you think the taste is strange?"

"Of course it's strange." Mo Yesi put on his shirt, raised his head, his cold eyes fell on him, and his eyes narrowed, "So your next task is to eliminate this **** smell in the office. Lose."

Wei Zheng: “???”

The corner of his mouth twitched: "Mr. Mo, isn't this difficult to operate?"

Last time he wanted to get rid of the bad smell at home.

Have tried many methods, but none of them worked.

Mo Yesi narrowed his eyes again: "Oh, really?"

Wei Zheng: "...No, no, I just thought about it, and it's actually quite easy to operate. Don't worry, Mr. Mo, I will complete the task and ensure that your office will have a fresh and pleasant environment."

Mo Yesi changed his clothes, picked up the mobile phone on the table, turned and walked out: "Move all my files and computer to the next room."

As I walked to the door of the office, my cell phone rang.

He clicked on the screen, which displayed—

My baby: How is it? Is it delicious?

The man's **** thin lips slowly raised, revealing a doting smile. He tapped his finger on the screen and typed three words: Well, delicious.

My baby: Do you think it tastes good too? Really, you didn't lie to me?

Mo Yesi: I didn’t lie to you, I ate them all.

My baby: There is a restaurant in Yuncheng that makes snail noodles with super authentic taste, just by the back door of our school. When I come back, I'll take you to eat.

Mo Yesi: Okay.

My dear: Then we have made an agreement.

Mo Yesi: Okay.

*

On the first night after arriving in City F, Qiao Mianmian and Mo Yesi spent the whole night stringing wheat.

When she opened her eyes the next morning, it showed that the two people had been talking to each other for nine hours.

Because Mo Yesi was there to coax her to sleep, she didn't suffer from insomnia because she moved to a strange place. She slept soundly throughout the night.

Wake up and feel full of energy.

After she got up, she sent Mo Yesi a good morning message and went to the bathroom to wash up.

The hotel prepares breakfast.

Snail noodles are really delicious, but the taste is a bit weird~~

(End of this chapter)