That's right, I asked the screen name, and I knew when it was added when I checked it, and Dong Yilan woke up, "What's your screen name?" ”

"My online name is ......" Mo Yao was stunned, so anxious that Dong Yilan wanted to get angry.

Dong Yilan pestered Mo Yao for a long time, and he didn't even let go of his mouth when he said that he was not allowed to go to bed. During this period, a gossipy girl brought in a glass of water to see the true face of their beautiful photographer boyfriend.

Mo Yao not only refused, but also politely said thank you.

This made Dong Yilan stunned, and when the girl went out, Dong Yilan regained her fierce face, "Are you sure you won't tell me?" There was a hint of menace in his tone.

"What if it is?"

"If it's ......" Dong Yilan thought for a moment, suddenly changed a set of emojis, and said with a sad face: "Then I can't do anything about you!" ”

Soft grinding and hard foam don't work...... A flash of inspiration struck her brain. As the saying goes, thousands of clothes are worn, sycophants are not worn, no matter how solid Mo Qiye is, he is a normal person, she doesn't believe that she can't grind out a QQ screen name.

"Seventh Master, is your biggest worry every day looking in the mirror? Because the reflection is too handsome to look at, you can't move away? Her eyes sparkled brightly, and a great philosopher once said that if you find the right way, you can do more with less.

Mo Yao is such a faceless and narcissistic character who is beyond the reach of the dust, of course, fight! Life! Handsome! He! Handsome! Hoo!

“……”

"Seventh Master, you woke up from a dream with a smile, did you find that you were handsome again?"

"......" Mo Yao almost squirted out a mouthful of water.

This girl is really hard to achieve her goal, and even said this kind of whisker and slapping horse, but it is not his Mo Qiye's style to see that he doesn't accept it. The Seventh Master smiled slightly, and a sly light flashed in his long narrow eyes, "You have a nosebleed." ”

"Ahh Dong Yilan quickly covered his nose with his hand and rushed to the bathroom as fast as he could.

Halfway through the run, it doesn't feel right. She didn't feel anything unusual in her nasal cavity, and then looking at Mo Yao's successful smile, Dong Yilan suddenly understood that she had been fooled!

"Cunning fox!" He snorted hatefully.

"Thanks for the compliment." Mo Yao gladly accepted.

"......" is also drunk for his shameless narcissism, QQ Shenma, wait for her to go back and check it out for herself. Her QQ number can't add a few friends a year.,And the people in it all know each other.,Go back and know which one is Moyao.。

What she didn't expect was that when she was chatting with Dongcheng Orange in Mexico, Mo Yao took advantage of her absence and looked at her QQ from the computer in her room. also successfully stole the number of one of her friends, disguised as that person and hid in her friends list, keeping an eye on her dynamics.

So even if Dong Yilan checks, he can't find out that it's him.

"I'm going to start work in a moment." Dong Yilan reminded Mo Yao that she had rested for more than half an hour and would not go to the model's side to urge again.

Such an obvious eviction order, but the Seventh Master, who has always been smart, didn't hear it.

"I'm waiting for you to get off work." Mo Yao's legs were folded, and he leaned back in the chair, obviously not leaving.

"I may have a long time left." She is very happy that he is willing to wait for her to get off work, but after she finishes filming, she has to wait for the client to come over to select the film, and it may be four or five o'clock in the afternoon when she is done.

"It's okay, I have time today." Mo Yao clasped her hands around her chest, waiting with interest for her to start work.

"It's boring to wait for someone." Mo Qiye has always been a high lord, and others are waiting for him, it is estimated that there are only a handful of times when he waits for people, and he is asked to wait for five or six hours at once, Dong Yilan is really worried about his own life.

In case the impatient Seventh Master waits for the explosion halfway, does she have to follow a piece of bad luck.

"Ye was bored."

Looking at his appearance of being in arrears and beating and cleaning up, Dong Yilan suddenly stopped being entangled, anyway, he had to wait for himself, and he would just leave by himself when he was bored. The model's agent was already urging, Dong Yilan gritted his teeth and walked to the inner room.

"What's the matter with you, make us Kiki wait so long." The soft-voiced agent pulled his throat to reprimand Dong Yilan.

She just smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't eat in the morning and delayed my work for a while." ”

The agent still didn't give up, "Do you have any professionalism, our Qiqi is charged by time." After shooting this set of magazine covers, she has to participate in other activities. Can you afford to delay for such a long time? ”

The agent only vented his dissatisfaction loudly, but he didn't feel the colder and colder eyes behind him.

Kiki yes, that's good!

A certain master is grinding his teeth.

In the next month, all of Kiki's film contracts and advertising contracts will be terminated. The gay-born gay agent next to her disappeared inexplicably. When the police found him half a month later, he was shouting nonsense that even police dogs couldn't understand...... Of course, this is all an afterthought, and it is estimated that the agent would never have dreamed of it, just because he scolded Dong Yilan in a hurry, and he caused such a big disaster.

The so-called misfortune comes from the mouth, which refers to this kind of person, because he doesn't even know the back of the other party, so he dares to scold people.

If it sounds good, it is called willful, but if it is ugly, it is death!

The time of leaving work was later than expected, and the client who selected the film was a complete chronic child, and each photo was checked back and forth five or six times. This is understandable, after all, people spend money on publicity, hoping that the effect will be the most perfect, and it is understandable that Dong Yilan will take a photo and think about it repeatedly for more than ten minutes, and Dong Yilan will collapse.

Finally, the client was looking at the photo himself, and the assistant sat next to him and fell asleep.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when he left the studio and entered, and Mo Yao had sent the ghost home in advance, and now he drove himself to Dong Yilan.

"Where are we going?" The car went a long way, and Dong Yilan realized that it was in the opposite direction to go home.

I'm so tired, I miss the big bed at home!

"Of course I'm going to eat so late, stupid!" In Dongyilan's cannibalistic eyes, Mo Yao calmly cheered, come on, come on! A restrained and luxurious Rolls-Royce gallops through the night.

Half an hour later, they arrived at a restaurant located halfway up the mountain.

The hotel is hidden behind dense trees, with no obvious signs, and only a few sparse street lamps lead the way.

"Will anyone come to eat in a place like this?" Dong Yilan asked worriedly, she was a little worried about the survival status of this hotel.

"Meals are booked a month in advance."

Mo Yao got out of the car and rewarded her with a look that she had never seen before, and then led her into the restaurant. The restaurant looks plain and even a little downcast from the outside, but the interior is very elegantly decorated.

In the middle of the hall is a peach blossom tree with pink flowers blooming on it. Under the tree is a stone arch bridge, under which the stream flows through it, creating a wonderful feeling of people walking in the painting.

"Is that Mr. Mo?" The waiter, dressed in classical fashion, has a formulaic smile on his face and behaves generously and appropriately.

Mo Yao nodded, and the waiter immediately reached out and led them into the restaurant.

Crossing the stone arch bridge, the scenery inside is more like walking into a garden painting, there is no music in the restaurant, only the sound of the waiter's high heels, and the sound of turbulent water.

There was only one road in the restaurant, and Mo Yao suddenly stopped, and Dong Yilan, who didn't have time to brake, crashed into him.

Boom! Dizziness.

What it was like to hit a telephone pole while walking, Dong Yilan now fully appreciates it.

"I don't know how to say anything when I stop." rubbing his head and complaining, he felt a resentful gaze when he met it. Looking up sharply, she saw Ellen looking at her fiercely, a pair of eyes red with jealousy, spewing fire.

There were two people standing beside Ellen, Ou Beilun and Gu Yansheng.

Mo Yao sneered, it was really unexpected for them to collude together so quickly. He deliberately didn't go to the company these days, and restored everything to its original state, just to make Ellen understand that if she pulled back from the precipice, it was not too late.

It seems that she has betrayed her trust again.

and Gu Yansheng, his technical director.

Very good!

The road was short, and it didn't take a few steps before I bumped into it. Mo Yao's cold eyes fell on Gu Yansheng, and he was looking at Mo Yao. Looking at each other, he felt the displeasure in the other person's eyes.

"President, what a coincidence." Gu Yansheng wiped his sweat and said hello.

He didn't know what was going on, and Ellen said that he invited him to dinner on behalf of the president, and he didn't dare not give this face. As a result, when he arrived at the dinner, he found out that there was also Ou Beilun of the Oufeng Group, and Ellen said that he met by chance, and a fool believed that there was such a coincidence. During the meal, Ou Beilun mentions Fly, intentionally or unintentionally, and he guesses that they want the original code.

I was so frightened at one meal that I finally finished eating, but I met the president as soon as I went out!

Gu Yansheng's body was covered with cold sweat one after another, and his clothes were soaked on a cold day.

"It's a coincidence." Mo Yao's voice was low, and there was no joy or anger on his cold face.

Beads of sweat ran down Gu Yansheng's forehead, making him feel more and more weak. This time it's a coincidence, really a coincidence! The problem is that he is now standing with the company's competitors, and he can't speak clearly.

Mo Yao's gaze only stayed on Gu Yansheng for less than three seconds, then he turned to Ou Beilun and said with a smile: "Ou Shao really has Yaxing, and there is still time to invite W." T's two executives have dinner, this love, I don't know how I should thank Ou Shao? ”

When a discerning person sees this scene, he knows that it is W. T's employees intend to switch to European style, and Mo Yao even wants to thank him.

Ou Beilun is not a simple person, he accepted Mo Yao's thanks with a casual smile, "I just met when I accompanied the customer to dinner, and we were together." ”

Heh~ Mo Yao snorted coldly in his heart. You have to order food in this place a month in advance, so coincidentally, you have encountered? Is he stupid?

"Ou Shao still has the leisure to accompany customers to eat, which is really a good attitude."

After his big victory in the Fly Flying incident, Ou Beilun was forced to be anxious by the withdrawal of shareholders and the withdrawal of shares, and he knew it in his heart. This sentence reminds Ou Beilun that he is his own defeated man, and second, he likes the feeling of trampling people under his feet.

The smile that Ou Beilun forced out on his face disappeared in an instant, and he only felt the blood surging in his brain.

"Of course, it is good to accompany customers to dinner." A few words seemed to be squeezed out of the teeth.

"Oh?" Mo Yao sneered, "That's good, I thought Ou Shao would not be able to resist the pressure and go bankrupt, Ou Feng and W." It seems that there is still half a year of cooperation, and Ou Shao remembers to call us in time to save Ellen's salary. ”

"Husband, I'm hungry, let's go eat." Dong Yilan took Mo Yao's arm and looked up at his handsome face with a small face.