The general manager's office is on the 30th floor, with large floor-to-ceiling windows that let in the sunshine from the outside at the most beautiful angle.
The air-conditioning in the room is fully turned on and the lighting is good. It looks like a high-end office at first glance.
Mo Jiu sat on the boss's chair and narrowed his eyes slightly.
In the photo, on a piece of grass, there is a boy, a girl, and a little girl about three or four years old sandwiched between them.
The man was tall and mighty, somewhat similar in appearance to Long Qingtian, but a little less aloof and more elegant than Long Qingtian. He was wearing a straight military uniform with major epaulettes.
The woman is gentle and sweet, her smile is happy, and her white teeth show that her smile comes from the heart.
The girl was young, holding the ball ignorantly, and smiling stupidly.
When Mo Jiu saw this photo, his heart suddenly and violently clenched.
After living in the eastern suburbs for these years, she has lived alone every day. Apart from her initial expectations for Mo Jiayi, she has been worried about tea, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, so until now, she has almost forgotten her happy childhood.
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Looking at the silly girl in the photo and the happy little woman-like Mo Jiayi, Mo Jiu felt a little moist in front of his eyes.
The edges of this photo frame have become white, obviously because someone took it out to look at it for a long time, and the person who took it out to look at it, you don't have to think about it to know who it is.
Mo Jiu put his left hand on his heart, feeling the beating of his heart, but smiled bitterly.
Lao Mo, how do you feel every time you see this photo?
Is it pain? Is it torture?
She suddenly understood Mo Jiayi's hatred for her.
That’s all.
In this case, she and Mo Jiayi will be like strangers from now on, which is good for both parties.
Putting the photos in the drawer, Mojiu pondered his emotions for a while, then opened the door and walked out, only to find that there was no one outside.
Mo Jiu frowned, and then realized that it was already dinner time, so Jiang Li planned to isolate himself first?
How childish!
What she is least afraid of is loneliness!
Picking up his coat casually, Mo Jiu walked directly to the elevator and pressed the button for the canteen on the basement floor.
The canteen was crowded with employees eating, so Mo Jiu ordered a meal and sat down casually. After a while, people were taking seats in the front, back, left, and right places.
A relatively shy and ordinary-looking girl, about 25 or 26 years old, sat opposite Mo Jiu, looking up at her from time to time, her eyes filled with kindness and amazement.
Mo Jiu, who had been looked at too much, naturally raised his head, and the always straightforward person asked directly: "Excuse me, what are you looking at?"
The girl opposite turned red instantly and said nervously: "I, I, I don't, it's nothing, nothing..."
Mo Jiu blinked, "Then, why do you, you, always look at me?"
The girl's face turned even redder, and she waved her hands and said anxiously, "I, I, I don't mean anything bad, I'm just... I'm sorry."
The girl couldn't finish her words, so in the end she could only apologize.
Mo Jiu laughed twice, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm just curious."
After saying this, he lowered his head to eat again.
After a while, the girl opposite breathed a sigh of relief and then said, "Well, I just think you look very young. Are you here for an internship in the company?"
practice?
Mo Jiu's big eyes rolled around. He had agreed to take the position of general manager for only two months, so it could be regarded as an internship. He nodded immediately.
