The expression on Luo Shen's face froze instantly, and the body temperature he suddenly approached, making her miss the faint sandalwood smell that made her almost sick, this must be a trance dream, right?

A ringing of the cell phone dispelled the dream. The large palm on her arm suddenly let go, and she pulled her phone out of her coat pocket.

“…… Yes, I haven't come home yet, so of course you won't find me when you call my home......" His voice was flat and undulating, "Why do you call home when you know it's so late? Don't you know you're going to wake up grandpa? Are you checking my post?"

Maybe it was his sudden departure that made Luo Shen feel cold, and she shivered.

Her cold war fell on Mo Sichen's eyes, and his eyes sank. After hanging up the phone unhappily, he felt an inexplicable depression in his heart, and walked away without arguing the direction.

"General manager, it's a bit far from there to the parking place. Luo Shen was a little anxious, his steps were too big.

Mo Sichen ignored her and continued to walk in the direction he had identified.

Luo Shen sighed: "Moreover, the direction you are walking is a little off, so it will be farther." ”

He suddenly stopped.

Luo Shen's high-heeled leather shoes couldn't be stopped, and she continued to run forward a few steps ridiculously before turning back, and the bag and plastic bag in her hand spun half a circle in the air as she turned around.

His tense face darkened even more, as if he was gritting his teeth, and it seemed that the call had made him angry.

Luo Shen pointed in the direction with his chin, "You have to go over there." I'll lead the way. ”

Mo Sichen followed the woman who led the way, her knee-length narrow skirt seemed to restrict her steps, and the two legs on her high heels were really small and busy, completely different from her calm and calm in the company, the plastic bag in her hand swayed awkwardly beside her, and she didn't know what was inside.

He took two quick steps, pulled the plastic bag over, and grabbed her with his big hand, "Don't be in such a hurry, aren't your feet tired? Why do you wear such high-heeled shoes? Do you have to compare yourself with men?"

Luo Shen was stunned for two seconds and suddenly laughed, allowing himself to deliberately ignore the temperature held on her wrist, "Mr. Mo thinks that women wear high heels to be taller than men?"

"Or else?" he walked side by side with her, realizing that he had not come from the same road.

"Of course it's for beauty!" Luo Shen said with a popular science attitude: "Women take beauty as their vocation, women are those who please themselves, and there are ......"

He stopped abruptly to stare at her, and she immediately paused. She unconsciously raised her hand to touch her face, and quietly left the grasp of his big hand before she felt a little freer to breathe.

He frowned and looked at her, "Eyebrows, have you embroidered them?"

She rubbed her eyebrows and shook her head.

He looked at her nose again, "Nose, have you filled it?"

She touched her nose again and shook her head.

He looked at her lips again, and he knew that it was ruddy and soft, sweet and reserved.

He said with some difficulty: "Lips ......" and then saw her fingers touch her lips again, and looked at him with wide eyes in confusion, he swallowed: "No tattoos?"

She nodded quickly, thought about it, and quickly shook her head again.

"Nodding and shaking his head means ......" he said deliberately, "You've got a tattoo." ”

This time, her head shook more fiercely, and even her hands kept up with the frequency, "No, no, absolutely not!"

"Very well, don't do those. He walked on, "Well, you are already beautiful, and what kind of high heels are you wearing." He glanced at her as she followed, "She's not low, and heels are wearing." He still doesn't let go of her high heels.

Luo Shen didn't come back from thinking all the way until he got in the car and Mo Sichen handed her back the plastic bag, "General manager, what do high heels have to do with my eyebrows, nose and lips?"

Mo Sichen fastened his seat belt, looked at his watch, and said sarcastically while starting the engine: "Secretary Luo's reflex arc is twenty-five minutes long, how did you get into this position?"

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When she returned to her cozy cabin, Luo Shen sat in front of the mirror and stared at herself for a long time, and then remembered what he said: "It's already beautiful......"

In his eyes, is she beautiful?

She stroked her right cheek again, and the phrase began to swirl in her head: "Good, don't do that." ”

Embroidering eyebrows, filling in noses, tattooing lips, don't do that, do you?

He must not like people who have surgery on his face.

"It's time to sleep, it's time to sleep, he doesn't like the secretary to have dark circles under his eyes!" Luo Shen turned the mirror upside down, got up and went into the bathroom to wash.

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At this time, Mo Sichen was still studying a document in the study. Because he was a little sleepy after sitting for a long time, he needed something cold to refresh himself, and remembering that his mother would prepare pure water in the refrigerator, he rubbed the corners of his brow and got up to get it.

The kitchen was on the first floor, and he walked lightly through the hallway, and he couldn't wake up his sleeping grandfather.

When he opened the refrigerator door, the first thing he saw was the two crisper boxes, which were the contents of the plastic bag left by Luo Shen when he got out of the car two hours ago, and he reminded her not to forget to take them away.

She raised her eyebrows and smiled: "This is for you, you came home so late, take it back to please your mother." ”

He said: "My mother is not only the only one who has to please in my family, but also my grandfather and father. ”

The man standing outside the car door leaned down and looked at him from the window, sticking out the tip of his tongue and saying, "What should I do? I only bought two copies, and you took care of it yourself." Then he smiled and said goodbye and turned to leave.

He knew it was two boxes of pumpkin porridge. The taste he had eaten tonight was slightly sweet, delicate and warm, just like the taste of the person who bought the porridge when it was in harmony with him.

Closing the refrigerator door with a thud, he forbade himself to think about it any longer, and hurried upstairs without taking the water. There are too many times out of control today, and it is not at all like General Manager Mo, who is stable and old and makes his subordinates daunted.

As he sat down in the study again, his eyes fell on the open materials on the office desk.

Employee biographical files.

In the file, the name column is the handwritten word "Luo Shen", the font is beautiful and neat, with a unique charm. In the two-inch color photo, her long hair is tied into a ponytail, revealing a smooth forehead, smiling slightly, and the pear vortex at the corner of her left lip seems to be rippling with honey.

He has read the file several times, her last company was KG Group, a well-known foreign enterprise in Haicheng, and her position was the secretary to the president, and she worked for four years.

The computer screen opens the page of the KG Group's website.

Haicheng City, 1,480 kilometers away from Jinhai...... He had searched on Baidu Maps.

Mo Sichen rubbed his eyebrows again, closed the file and put it in the information bag.

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The first rays of sunlight in the morning shone through the gauze curtain, and Luo Shen turned over in a daze to dodge, but fell into another dream.

She looked around in the noisy railway station square, and finally found the area in the distance where various banners were pulled, and approached with boxes and covers, looking for her school name in the banners.

Finally, I found it. She happily approached, signed in, wrote down the department, and then followed the seniors who picked up the new students to the school bus.

When she got into the car and entered the door, her suitcase and bedding roll were jammed by the handle, and the carload full of people looked at her like that, she knew that she must be very embarrassed, and her face instantly became hot and red, although the right side of her face was completely covered by hair, she still felt that everyone was staring at it.

"Come, I'll help you. Just as she was at a loss, a male voice whispered, and with two large hands took her bedding roll and placed it on the luggage rack with one lift, and then carried her suitcase behind the driver's compartment.

She looked up and saw the boy standing tall on the top of the steps, smiled at her, and turned to point to a seat in the first row, where a denim backpack was placed, "You sit here, I'll go to the back." ”

She was still stunned, and whispered, "Thank you......" so softly that he might not have heard it.

The boy turned and took the backpack from his seat and walked down the long aisle to the last row.

The bus started, and she took the empty seat he had vacated, and then quietly turned back to see him sitting high in the middle of the back row and pulling out a magazine from his backpack.

A girl in front of him looked back at him with bright eyes, and her voice was slightly high-pitched and excited: "Senior Mo is also taking the school bus back? ”

Senior Mo nodded slightly and didn't speak, opened the magazine, and focused his gaze.

Then, she heard a conversation coming from her back row.

A boy disdainfully: "Mo Sichen doesn't need to pick up new students, he came to occupy the parking space for nothing, the graduate student is amazing." ”

A girl was dissatisfied: "Why are you so stingy, there are still empty seats." ”

The sunlight seemed to be brighter, Luo Shen's eyes rolled, and his eyes opened. Was it just a dream? Or was it not a dream?

Anyway, at that time, she remembered the boy, the boy who took her luggage in the afternoon sun in the bus.

At that time, she was seventeen and a half years old, and although she was in her youth, she was heavy and sad.

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In the morning, the autumn sun shines obliquely, casting an irregular shadow indoors.

Mo Sichen pressed the internal line and explained simply: "Please ask Manager Guo of the Personnel Department to come here." ”

At the other end of the inner line was Luo Shen's soft voice: "Yes, Mr. Mo." ”

Hearing this voice, he was stunned for a moment, looked at the information bag in front of him, remembered that he missed the last family relationship when he checked it last night, and hurriedly untied the string at the mouth of the bag.

The family relationship field is actually empty! The family address is also not filled in.

Is this person pretending to be a mystery, or is it an oversight on the part of the HR department?

Mo Sichen's eyebrows tightened, and he turned the page forward, and the name of the university filled in the educational experience column was actually the same school as him!

Why didn't he find out about these problems last night?

Before he could finish digesting the information, there were two taps on the door, and he closed the file and said in a deep voice, "Come in." ”

Pushing the door in was Guo Yumin, the manager of the personnel department, she closed the door and approached, and saw the documents on the desktop at a glance, "Does the general manager want to return the file to me?"

Mo Sichen pushed the information in her direction, "See for yourself, is this file very imperfect?"

Guo Yumin took the file and checked it, turned it page by page, and stopped at the blank page of family relations, "Do you always say this?"