Looking at the closed door, Chen Ming's eyes narrowed as he glanced at the resignation letter on the table.
Mu Qingqing, you forced me. I had already planned not to be so cruel to you. Now, if you want to blame, blame Cheng Moyan!
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Lin Xin finished his work and hurried back to the company. As soon as he took the elevator to the 83rd floor, his cell phone rang. Looking at the caller ID, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, put it in his pocket, and walked to the president's office.
After a symbolic knock on the door, he walked in. Looking up, behind the desk, Cheng Moyan had just put down the phone, and the phone in his pocket also went silent. Before Cheng Moyan could speak, he smiled, "
President, it’s done.”
Cheng Moyan had no expression on his face, glanced at Mu Qingqing who was looking around curiously on the sofa, closed his eyes, and said calmly, "Just this once, if this happens again, you will automatically ask to be transferred to Africa."
Lin Xin wiped his sweat. Even though he had a good personality, he admired Cheng Moyan so much. At this moment, he also complained slightly: Please, you just told me that your sister-in-law was coming to work in the company yesterday. The company was on holiday yesterday.
What should I do, what should I do, what should I do?!
As the saying goes, if you don't do bad things, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. He looked calm on the surface, but the next second, when Cheng Moyan made a sound, he was startled.
He was shocked and thought to himself that it would be better not to think bad things about his boss in the future, even though he was not a bad word. He only listened to his respected and feared boss calmly order, "Now, arrange an office for her."
"Yes." Lin Xin responded and looked at Mu Qingqing. The two of them nodded politely and said hello. He made a "please" gesture. Mu Qingqing stood up and walked to him, and the two of them walked outside together.
As soon as his hand touched the doorknob, someone's faint voice sounded from behind him, "Forget it, bring her a table in here. Her office will be here."
Lin Xin opened his mouth slightly in surprise, and the next second, he smiled understandingly, "Yes, President." After saying that, he winked at Mu Qingqing, opened the door and walked out.
Looking at the closed door in front of her, Mu Qingqing slumped her shoulders and returned to the sofa in frustration.
Behind the desk, a certain man had already started working seriously, so he didn't notice her unwilling expression.
Just kidding, it would be such a terrifying thing for her to work in front of him. That means that her title of "the one he protects" will become more and more real, and then her colleagues will look at her with even more contempt; that
This means that her mood to work seriously has been disturbed, and she might completely forget what to do; it also means that her risk factor has increased, and there is a possibility of irritating Cheng Moyan at any time, and then, maybe she will
What punishment will he receive?
Although he has been inexplicably much better to her these days, who knows that it won't be the same as last time, just a whim? Maybe one day he will lose his temper with her again because of a trivial matter...
Thinking of this, Mu Qingqing's heart suddenly hurt. She frowned and lightly hit her chest: Why does it still hurt? Aren't you already used to it? Aren't you already letting it go? So, don't let it hurt!
She used this clumsy method to cover up her true feelings for him again and again. Now, she seemed to have almost forgotten that she actually still loved him.
At this time, Cheng Moyan slowly began to discover the strange emotions in his heart.