At that time, I don't know how long I haven't gone to work with Mo Yuhan.

After breakfast, he sat in the back seat of his car. When he first got close to the window, he opened his notebook.

She is pressed for time now, and she still has to look at the documents sent from the mailbox in the car.

But did not expect, has not finished reading, Mo Yuhan directly reached out to her notebook cover closed.

"No amount of work needs to be done in a hurry."

Mo Yuhan is looking at the beginning of such a hard, simply help her to make a decision.

"Didn't you do the same before?"

When it comes to workaholics, Mo Yuhan is still racing against the clock.

So now Mo Yuhan will have such a move, also let the beginning feel a little strange.

"Work is not the whole of life. Talent is the most important thing."

"It's incredible to say that from your mouth."

At the beginning, he lifted the cover of the notebook.

She knew what was important and what was secondary.

No one can interfere in what she wants to do.

"It's up to you."

Mo Yuhan said, but there was something wrong with the tone.

At the beginning, he continued to look at his documents.

The speed of the car became slow. She knew that Mo Yuhan was still concerned about her.