"What does Miss Mo think of the food here?"

Mo Beichen put down the knife and fork in his hand and nodded, "It's good, I worked in this shop for a short time before. ”

"Yes, I didn't expect Miss Mo to be young and have a lot of work experience!" Zheng Zeming was a little surprised, but a pair of small eyes were still rolling on her little face.

Mo Beichen hurriedly said: "Zheng Production, you have won the award, in fact, I think the blue margarita cocktail meal launched by our hotel this season is also very good, if you have the opportunity, you can also taste it?"

The treacherous and cunning Zheng Zeming couldn't see through her intentions, and said with a smile, "If you want to invite me to taste, it depends on Miss Mo's sincerity today." ”

After speaking, he simply got up and sat down in the position next to Mo Beichen, and his hand restlessly wrapped around her waist, and after Mo Beichen pushed his hand away several times, he stuck restlessly again.

"Miss Mo will accompany me to drink this cup of coffee, and I will sign the contract, do you say okay?"

Zheng Zeming's oily face was almost attached to Mo Beichen's face, dangling a coffee cup in front of her eyes.

Mo Beichen was disgusted in his heart, on the one hand, he wanted to get rid of his entanglement quickly, so he had to nod again and again and pick up the coffee in front of him.

"Okay, I'll drink with you..."

"Look, I'm done. Zheng Zheng's words are reasonable, and now he is going to sign a contract with me!" Mo Beichen stood up and showed him the empty cup.

He picked up the contract that had been put aside, opened it, and put it in front of him.

Zheng Zeming didn't even look at the contract, and suddenly took Mo Beichen's hand, "Hehe, little beauty, I said that you are really anxious, you accompany me today, and I will sign your contract, okay?"

As he spoke, he came up and hugged her.

"Please respect yourself! I don't see that you have any sincerity in signing the contract!"

Mo Beichen hurriedly shook off his hand vigorously, stood up and planned to walk out the door.

I only took two steps forward, and suddenly felt a wave of dizziness in front of me, and I almost stumbled, but fortunately, I held on to the corner of the table in time to avoid falling.

Zheng Zeming came up with a hippie smile again, his eyes did not move, and his expression sank, "I think, Miss Mo has no sincerity at all, right?"

"You...... What do you put in the coffee?" Mo Beichen's dizziness became more and more severe, the scenery in front of him began to bloom, his feet were sore, he wanted to take a step but couldn't move it at all, and his body began to involuntarily begin to paralyze down.

No wonder this Zheng Zeming kept persuading her to drink coffee just now...

Seeing Mo Beichen's sluggish eyes, Zheng Zeming came up and grabbed her waist, and said with a lewd smile: "What you drink, of course, can make you upset."

Good stuff for G fans. ”

"You..." Mo Beichen held on to his last sanity and pushed his hand away fiercely.

"Come on, little beauty, don't be reckless!" Zheng Zeming ripped off her coat, pushed her down on the sofa next to her, and pounced on her.

Reason told her that she should resist, but her body didn't have any strength at all, and the punches that swung out hit Zheng Zeming's body like an itch.

Zheng Zeming had already coveted the beauty in front of him, and he couldn't wait to come up and grab her skirt, and when he was struggling, he only heard a "hiss-" sound, and the shoulder straps of the skirt were torn off.

"Beauty, you are destined to be mine tonight. Zheng Zeming greedily browsed the beauty under him.

"Someone... Help!" Mo Beichen choked in his throat at the end of his cries for help with all his might.

Was it just eaten and wiped clean by this old pervert?

The heat in her body became more and more scorching, and she felt that her instinctive hope was about to swallow up what little reason she had left.

Zheng Zeming looked at her gradually reddened face, exhaled hurriedly, and smiled with satisfaction: "Yes, little baby, that's it!"

What to do? What to do?

Mo Beichen's waving fingertips seemed to touch an object on the table, so he used all his strength to flick it, and with a "bang", a coffee cup fell in response.

Just when Zheng Zeming was about to pounce again, the door of the private room was kicked open, and a figure flashed in, and Zheng Zeming in front of him was dragged open at once.

This was followed by a familiar male voice, "Beichen!"

It's Song Yifan, Song Yifan is here, she is saved!

After Song Yifan came in, he glanced at the signing contract on the table, and then at Mo Beichen, who was disheveled on the sofa, and understood everything.

He looked at Zheng Zeming, who was thrown to the ground, and gritted his teeth fiercely, "I will give you two choices now, sign this contract, then I can not pursue the liquidated damages between you and the left bank, or I will sue your director for your ugly deeds!"

After speaking, Song Yifan picked up the contract on the table and smacked it in front of Zheng Zeming's eyes.

Zheng Zeming knew that Song Yifan's relationship with the director was extraordinary, and the contract with the left bank was directly handled by the director.

"I... Now sign a contract with them, don't you count me as a breach of contract?" Zheng Zeming raised his head and asked tremblingly.

He didn't expect that Song Yifan would give up the propaganda opportunity on the left bank for the sake of this woman.

Song Yifan didn't speak with a blushing face, but took out a pen from his suit pocket and threw it at his feet, "Sign!"

"It's... Lying on the ground, he picked up the pen on the ground and quickly opened the contract and signed it.

Song Yifan watched his every move coldly, and squeezed out a word hatefully, "Get out!"

Seeing this, Zheng Zeming hurriedly lifted his pants and escaped with a roll.

After dealing with Zheng Zeming, Song Yifan hurriedly walked to Mo Beichen's side and helped her up from the sofa.

"Are you alright?"

Mo Beichen thought that he was embarrassed and was bumped into by him, and wanted to hide, but he couldn't use his strength in his whole body, so he had to avoid his eyes, "I... It's okay. ”

Song Yifan noticed her strange appearance at this time, and after understanding it, he also looked embarrassed, and quickly took off his suit and covered her.

"You wait... I'm going to fetch a basin of water!"

After Song Yifan went out, he quickly brought a large basin of water, Mo Beichen plunged into the ice water, and suddenly felt that the burning heat on his body had eased a lot, and after a while, the strange ** feeling in his body gradually faded.

Seeing Mo Beichen soaked in ice water for a long time, Song Yifan was worried that she couldn't bear it, "Are you better?"

Mo Beichen raised his head, there were still droplets of water on his face, and the hair on his forehead was also wet.

He said with palpitations: "It's much better, thank you Mr. Song." ”

Song Yifan stood up, picked up Mo Beichen's coat, which had been trampled on the ground, patted it, hung it on his arm, and picked up the contract signed on the ground.

"Beichen, I'll send you home!"

Mo Beichen's mind was full of confusion, and he nodded weakly, which was an answer.

Song Yifan picked her up and walked downstairs, and walked to Song Yifan's car, Mo Beichen couldn't step up after taking two legs in a row.

Seeing this, Song Yifan hugged her to the co-pilot's position and fastened her seat belt.

On the way back, Song Yifan complained while driving: "Is this job so important, is it worth your hard work?

He seemed to mind Mo Beichen's resignation from the Left Bank.

Mo Beichen didn't want Song Yifan to misunderstand that she was a mercenary person, although he didn't want to speak, he still patiently explained: "It's my personal reason to quit my job on the left bank, and it has nothing to do with me going to work in Hengyuan now." ”

"Is it? Hengyuan Group is famous, but ......" Song Yifan said but did not say any more.

"But what?" Mo Beichen asked subconsciously.

Song Yifan couldn't help but glance at her, and saw that her face was not very good, "It's nothing, you take a break, I'll call you in a while!"

"Well... Thank you, Mr. Song. ”

Not long after Mo Beichen finished speaking, he fell asleep with his head on the cushion.