Waving at He Jiajun, Mu Qiqi walked into the office building with three turns, one step at a time.
Ye Zichen dialed the number on the elevator excitedly, but he couldn't hide the joy on his face.
When the elevator reached the floor where the design department was, she walked happily into the office.
After greeting everyone one by one, she sat in the grid room that Manager Li had arranged for her yesterday.
Just as he was about to turn on the computer to do today's work, he heard a "ding" from the phone in his bag.
The smile on Mu Qiqi's face deepened. She thought that He Jiajun must have sent her a message.
In the end, he took out his phone and saw that the person who sent the message was not He Jiajun, but the god of pests, Mo Yan.
The content of the text message was even more simple and pitiful: "Come to my office, now!"
When he read these words, his flower-like face instantly stiffened.
After hesitating for a few seconds, Mu Qiqi still unwillingly stood up and whispered to her colleague: "I have something to do. If Manager Li asks, then help me out."
The other party was a baby-faced girl. When she smiled, she looked very cute. Her big eyes were like those of a doll.
She said in a particularly warm manner: "It's fine, Sister Mu. You can go. I'll help you when Manager Li asks."
Mu Qiqi was very grateful. She curled her lips and said, "Thank you!"
"You're welcome. From now on, we're colleagues. We can't help but help each other."
Mu Qiqi nodded and looked at him gratefully. Then, she quickly left her seat and walked towards the office door.
She had to get to his office before the stinking man got into trouble.
She was too lazy to listen to his nagging!
….
Standing outside the CEO's office.
Mu Qiqi steadied her heart and warned herself that no matter what he said, she would listen with a good temper and never confront him. Otherwise, she wouldn't have a good ending.
However, when she entered the office, the man fiercely pinched her chin and asked her who the man who sent her back to the company was.
"Mr. Mo, don't you think your control is too broad?" Forcefully raising her chin, Mu Qiqi had an unconvinced expression on her face.
Why was the agreement only for her?
"Woman, don't challenge my bottom line!" Mo Yan glared fiercely at her, forcing a few words out of her mouth.
With an expressionless face, Mu Qiqi did not avert her gaze in the slightest. Her tone was just as cold and hard as him. "I dare not!"
He didn't dare to say a word!
He had completely infuriated Mo Yan!
The arm that was restraining her chin exerted a little strength, directly pushing her against the cold wall.
Mu Qiqi's back hit the wall with a loud bang and she frowned in pain.
But even so, she didn't make a sound.
The man's ice-cold gaze swept across her raised eyelashes. An even colder voice came from above his head.
"It seems that an unremarkable man like him has let you forget about your old home and the truth?"
The corner of Mu Qiqi's mouth curled into a straight line, and her unconvinced eyes were filled with rage. She could tell that he was threatening her with the truth of her old house and her grandfather's death.
Seeing her angry expression, Mo Yan Jue's cold face finally relaxed a bit. If he wasn't wrong, then the corner of his mouth raised, and he smiled.
"Since that's the case …" As she charmingly said this, she slowly loosened her grip on Mu Qiqi's chin, turned around, picked up the internal phone on the table, and dialed. "Order that tomorrow morning, the city's street will be razed to the ground, leaving no room for anyone!"