Qiao Mosheng pressed Zhan Fengling's head and said helplessly: "Little girl, the boss gave you a bouquet of flowers. If I come to pick you up, it means you took the wrong medicine. Aren't you afraid that I will deduct your salary?"
Zhan Fengling curled his lips, hummed softly, and said in a deep voice: "Then take it, I don't care anyway."
With the high salary offered by Xiao Zichen, she is not afraid of being deducted a dollar or two.
"Tsk, tsk, you don't care about our little salary after hugging your thighs. Little girl, if you do this, the boss will be very angry, and the consequences will be serious." Qiao Mosheng said and came to Zhan Fengling, put his big hands around her waist, and came close to her.
She whispered in her ear: "This is my mission, to play a playboy and get close to another target. Everyone agrees that you are suitable to be my girlfriend and act with me."
The corners of Zhan Fengling's mouth twitched slightly, acting again.
"All right."
The two words "reluctant" made Qiao Mosheng almost stop laughing and burst into laughter on the spot.
Zhan Feng Chime is indeed the pistachio of their group, always surprising them.
"Hey, boss, what's your expression?" Zhan Fengling caught a glimpse of the smile on Qiao Mosheng's face, vaguely read other meanings, and couldn't help but ask.
Qiao Mosheng raised his eyebrows, held her in his arms, and explained while showing affection, "I'm worried about you. With your personality, you will never get married in the future. Why don't we digest it internally, and I will help you suppress it.
Go over and get your certificate.”
Zhan Fengling's head was full of black lines, "No, sister, I'm very popular. Many men in the company like me."
That's right, the male elites she chatted with all regarded her as fat, and she didn't believe that she had no market.
"Pfft, that's because I don't know your true face. I'm afraid that if I find out, I won't dare to have you." Qiao Mosheng smiled and put his hand on Zhan Fengling's head, with the pampering that only an elder can have.
Zhan Fengling joined their team very early, and they were five or six years older than her, so they naturally pampered her as if they were their own child.
"Huh, I'm very good. What's the point of my real face? It's just that you always bully me and think I'm not good enough!" Zhan Fengling curled his lips and reached out to pinch Qiao Mosheng's waist.
To outsiders, the fight between the two was just flirting.
All the beauties looked at them with envy.
The male elites have gray faces.
Oh, it’s so sad that all the good-looking girls have boyfriends.
"Am I the only one who thinks Zhan Fengling's boyfriend looks like an older brother?" The lady at the front desk said professionally, touching her chin.
Li Qian glanced at the front desk and said with a smile: "Isn't this kind of sentiment popular now?"
"That's right, it's only when a brother takes care of his sister that she feels sweet."
"Oh, it's so miserable for old aunties like us. We still have no love!"
The beauties were all sighing, but they didn't know that Ye Feifei, Xiao Zichen and Ming Yuan would come out at this time.
When Ye Feifei saw Zhan Fengling holding a bouquet of red roses, she immediately turned to look at her son, raised her eyebrows, and said meaningfully: "It turns out that Zhan Fengling is so popular, and all the men outside have come to your company to pursue her.
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Xiao Zichen had a gloomy face, not wanting to say a word, and his cold eyes locked directly on Zhan Fengling's face.
Are you so happy holding roses?
This woman is quite superficial, but she actually likes roses.
"Come over and say hello." Ye Feifei caught a glimpse of her son's face, smiled evilly, and walked straight to Zhan Fengling.
Zhan Fengling was still fooling around with Qiao Mosheng, unaware that Xiao Zichen was watching them.