Chapter 237: Let Me Rejoice and Let Me Grieve

"Lin Xiaowan, in fact, after a long time of contact, you will know that it is still good......" I chattered all the way on this topic. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

I don't know if Liu Haoyu listened or not, he didn't react all the time, but just completed the task of sending me to the unit.

He unbuckled his seatbelt, got out of the car, helped me open the door, and I stepped out of the car.

"Sister Mo-" Before the car door could close, I heard someone calling out to herself.

Lin Xiaowan was hurriedly running from behind.

is really calm enough, Liu Haoyu just closed the car door, and didn't lift his eyelids at all in the face of the beautiful woman who ran over.

He got into the car directly, and I was just about to talk to him, but he had already stepped on the accelerator, and the super luxury car that Lin Xiaowan had just seen disappeared from her sight in such an instant.

"Sister Mo is early." Although Lin Xiaowan was greeting me, her eyes were still glancing at the shadow of Liu Haoyu's luxury car.

I was afraid that she would misunderstand, so I explained: "Oh, my husband is in a hurry to attend my daughter's parent-teacher conference today, so he asked Liu Haoyu to send me to work." ”

"Sister Mo, I'm not asking you this, I'm asking you if he wants to further my relationship." Lin Xiaowan looked at me anxiously and said.

"Oh, that's what you're asking? I've given him your WeChat ID, but he said it didn't pass the verification. I looked at Lin Xiaowan and said with a smile.

"I don't know, I'll see, oh I really have a new friend." Lin Xiaowan said in surprise.

Lin Xiaowan tapped her finger on the screen of her mobile phone a few times, looked at me with a smile and said, "Sister Mo, I have already added him, thank you Sister Mo, for helping me introduce such a good handsome guy." ”

"Thank you for not needing, then I don't care about the rest, you can contact yourself!" I looked at her and smiled.

Lin Xiaowan took my arm and walked into the unit.

As soon as I sat down and turned on my computer, I heard a message from my phone.

I opened my phone and saw that it was a WeChat message from Liu Haoyu: "I'll pick you up after work." ”

I didn't reply and put my phone straight on the table.

The phone rang again, I thought it was Liu Haoyu calling, but when I took the phone, it was Yang Haotian.

"I'll get off work later in the evening, I've already told Haoyu to pick you up after work, you don't have to worry about it, I'll send a secretary to pick you up." Yang Haotian said on the phone.

"Got it." I promised.

"Okay, that's it." Yang Haotian hung up the phone after speaking briefly.

After the parent-teacher meeting, Yang Haotian hurried to the company, because there was an important meeting to be held in the morning.

By the time he arrived at the company, all the senior executives were already waiting in the big conference room.

Yang Haotian strode into the conference room and sat on his chair, "It's been a long time for everyone, there is something to do, and it has been delayed." ”

He looked around and said to Yuan Qingsong, "Let Mo Zijun come over for a meeting." ”

Yuan Qingsong immediately dialed Mo Zijun's phone, put it to his ear, and walked out of the conference room.

After the phone was answered, Yuan Qingsong said softly: "Mo Zijun, Mr. Yang asked you to come to the big conference room for a meeting immediately." ”

Soon, Mo Zijun ran forward with the meeting notebook and came to the large conference room.

The meeting went on for a long time and did not end until half past twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

"Mr. Yang, can I help you bring it to you for today's lunch?" Yuan Qingsong followed behind Yang Haotian and asked softly.

"No need, come to my daughter's school at four o'clock in the afternoon and pick her up to the unit, and I'll send you the address later." Yang Haotian said as he walked forward.

"Yes, Mr. Yang." Yuan Qingsong immediately agreed.

"Xinran doesn't know you, I shouldn't go with you, let's let Mo Zijun go over!" Yang Haotian added.

"Okay, Mr. Yang." Yuan Qingsong nodded and said.

After speaking, Yuan Qingsong realized that he didn't seem to understand what Yang Haotian meant, should he let Mo Zijun pick up his daughter, or let himself go over with Mo Zijun to pick up his daughter?

Thinking about it in a flash, Mr. Yang regarded it as a treasure so much, and he must have let the two of them go together.

Well, without asking any more questions, she went straight back to her office.

When it was almost three o'clock, Yuan Qingsong had already completed the work at hand in advance.

Yuan Qingsong picked up the internal phone and pressed it three times.

After the phone was connected, Yuan Qingsong said softly: "Mo Zijun, Mr. Yang asked us to pick up his daughter from school." ”

Mo Zijun heard Secretary Yuan say the word "we", and he didn't believe it.

Curiously, he asked, "We?" Why does it sound so awkward? Secretary Yuan, when did you and I become 'us'? Mr. Yang said let you and I pick up the child? Did you hear that right? ”

"Don't worry about it, it's three o'clock now, you can get ready, the child will leave school on time at four o'clock, I'll wait for you downstairs." Yuan Qingsong said anxiously on the phone.

"Alright! Yes, sir! Mo Zijun had no choice but to collect the documents on the table haphazardly, put them in the bookshelf, hurriedly turned off the computer, and walked outside with his coat.

Mo Zijun went downstairs and saw Yuan Qingsong, who was standing at the door waiting for him, and said with a smile: "Hello - let Secretary Yuan wait for a long time." ”

"Let's go!" Yuan Qingsong looked at the time and said to Mo Zijun.

Yuan Qingsong walked to the road, and Mo Zijun called out to her: "Hey-how to go?" You don't want to take a taxi, do you? ”

"yes? Or how? Yuan Qingsong glanced back at him and asked ignorantly.

"Let's go! I'll go by car! Mo Zijun said and walked to the parking lot and drove out his newly bought Buick Jeep.

Mo Zijun honked the horn at her, parked the car beside her, and Yuan Qingsong opened the co-pilot's door and got into the car.

"My car seems to be a little lower grade for Secretary Yuan, don't worry! Wait until the end of the year to change the car. Mo Zijun glanced at Yuan Qingsong, whose face was still standard, and said.

"The grade is high enough, much better than the used car I sold the other day." Yuan Qingsong said casually.

"Who still drives a second-hand car now, either repair the car today, or repair the car tomorrow, it's better to buy a new car, at least it won't go into the repair shop twice in three days." Mo Zijun stepped on the accelerator and drove forward.

"I can't compare with you, I can't even afford a second-hand car now, so I can only rent a new house near the unit." Yuan Qingsong hooked the corners of his mouth and said with a smile.

"Don't cry with me here, I heard that you have been working in the company for several years, and your annual salary is also six figures, how can you live in a snail house?" Mo Zijun smiled and said. (To be continued.) )