Seeing that he was angry, Yuan An smiled: "Brother Yi! I want to make something clear!"

Mo Yiyang moved her shoulders and felt a little sore: "Come here and give me a massage and explain that my shoulders are very sore."

Yuan An's eyes were as big as bells: "Secretary work does not include massage, so I won't do it!"

Mo Yiyang was already sitting leisurely on the sofa and pulled her over casually: "Don't be stingy, bestie, what does a massage mean? Come on..."

Yuan An vomited to death, best friends, best friends, when did she mention the concept of best friends? She feels that she will suffer a lot in the future, best friends are equal to coolies...

Yuan An threatened him: "I have practiced it, and my hands are strong. I'm afraid you won't be able to bear the pain."

He patted himself on the shoulder nonchalantly: "Come on, let me try."

She found another reason: "After a while, my colleagues came in and saw that the impact was not good. It would damage your glorious image, Mr. Mo."

He ordered her, looking very coquettish: "Go and lock the door, be good, and go quickly."

Yuan An was petrified. If he locked the door, he would be subject to random speculation. She walked up behind him and struck down with a palm. He yelled "Ah" and said angrily: "What are you doing!"

"I've said hello to you. I have strong hands and have practiced them." Yuan An raised his arrogant little chin, looking a little proud.

Mo Yiyang sat firmly and patted his shoulder again: "Come on, I'm really in pain, hurry up. Don't you want to declare something? Hurry, press the button and declare, there is no such store after passing this village.

ah."

What are you talking about? Yuan An completely forgot about it, and stretched out his hands to press and rub him, making the guy groan in comfort.

She got angry: "Please don't make such a sound, okay? Outsiders don't know what we are doing when they hear it!"

He turned around and patted her on the head: "You have an impure mind. You are a woman who is about to get married. What can I do with you? Best friend, best friend, high-end Lanyan, isn't this what you asked for? I'm sure to do it.

Yes, you are still chirping!"

Yuan An increased the strength of her hand and pressed hard, and he screamed "Ah" again. She lowered her head and reminded him viciously: "I am me and you are my minister."

"Okay, okay, don't just say, press quickly, press quickly, press more quickly..." The super good-tempered minister enjoyed the method of calling himself "I" and felt very comfortable.

Yuan An was still thinking, what exactly did she want to state just now? She was thinking left and right, but when this guy interrupted her, she really couldn't think of anything.

If you can't think of anything, let's get down to business. Her technique became gentle and she started massaging him seriously: "Then what should we do now? The drawings have been leaked, will it have a big impact?"

Mo Yiyang closed his eyes and frowned in the Chinese character "Chuan": "At this moment, the drawings were leaked. The other party just doesn't want us to bid. He also knows that I am bound to win this project."

Yuan An was even more puzzled: "You are so confident of winning the bid, then why doesn't he just use your drawings to bid directly?"

Mo Yiyang was super patient: "He would like to, but he only has part of the blueprint and there is no way to use it. The blueprint was not made by one person, and the insider only has part of it. Do you understand?"

Yuan An seemed to understand, but he was really not stupid: "According to what you said, wouldn't it be possible to catch the mole just by seeing which part he leaked?"

Mo Yiyang shook his head again: "He's not that stupid to reveal that part of himself."
Chapter completed!