"Mike, when are you coming over?" Xiaoli said to the Bluetooth headset while holding the mouse to sort out the files in the computer.

When she heard the affirmative answer on the phone, Xiaoli smiled happily.

"Then I'm going to pick you up?" asked, then frowned, "Don't you need me to pick it up?" Why?"

He smiled and said, "The affairs of the studio have been taken care of, and now I have moved to a new studio, although I am a little busy, but it is no problem to take the time to pick up the airport, so don't worry...... Well, I'll see you then. ”

Take off the Bluetooth headphones and stretch.

Less than two days after the studio was burned down, Meng Yu found a new studio, and soon they moved over. Although the problem of finding a new studio was solved smoothly, she only learned that the studio was downstairs from Ma Wenhao's company in the past few days, which really didn't know whether it was good or bad.

Knock knock ......

"Please come in!"

"Sister Xiaoli, President Ma of M Group is here." Assistant Xiaolan opened the door and shrunk her head to report.

Wen Yan Xiaoli pinched her temples, "Tell him that I'm not there." Something told him to find Meng Yu. ”

Ma Wenhao has come to her in the past few days, but she has not seen her, because she is only working as a designer in this company, if he can discuss things with Meng Yu at work, it should not be a matter of work for him to find her, since it is not a business matter, then there is nothing to meet.

"But ......" Hearing this, Xiaolan looked embarrassed, but people have been closed many times, is they the president or their biggest sponsor, is it really good to treat them like this?

"What is it! Just do it! I told him that I was sick and not in the company. Xiaoli didn't raise her head, and continued to concentrate on sorting out the documents.

"I don't think Miss Mo has any symptoms of illness at all!" At this moment, a mocking voice sounded.

Hearing the sound, Xiaoli immediately raised her head and looked at Ma Wenhao who suddenly appeared at the door as if she were facing a great enemy.

"Sister Xiaoli......" Seeing that the atmosphere was wrong, Xiaolan shouted in a low voice.

"You get out!" Xiaoli turned her gaze to Xiaolan's body, and then rolled her eyes and said helplessly.

This little girl is really unreliable!

Seeing Xiaolan slipping away quickly, Xiaoli continued to turn her gaze to the computer, and simply regarded Ma Wenhao as a transparent person.

Seeing this, Ma Wenhao didn't say anything, just straightened the suit on his body, then walked to the sofa and sat down.

He sat quietly, his eyes never taking off the woman who made him angry.

Today she wore a small white dress, which made her look not as strong as before, with thick golden long hair draped casually over her shoulders, clear and bright pupils, curved willow eyebrows, long eyelashes trembling slightly, fair and flawless skin revealing a faint red powder, and thin lips like rose petals delicate and delicate.

This woman is just as moving even if she is not fat.

"What's the matter, say!" She was going to ignore him, and he would leave bored, but he looked at her with those damn eyes, which made her sit still, her lips were dry, and she couldn't work seriously at all.

Hearing this, Ma Wenhao smiled, then came to Xiaoli's desk, pressed his hand on the table, leaned forward, he didn't speak, just continued to look at her quietly.

"You...... What's the matter with you? Just say it. He didn't say a word, he was speechless for a long time, seeing that her heart was furious, Xiaoli turned her head and didn't meet his gaze.

"Is the studio still satisfied?" Ma Wenhao asked as he discussed.

"It's good, if it's not on the next floor of your company." Xiaoli said bluntly, feeling that something was wrong. "I'm not satisfied with what it has to do with you, you're here today for this matter."

"Of course it's my business!" Hearing this, Ma Wenhao frowned for a moment, and then replied. It's none of his business, is she just drawing a line with him?

"As your landlord, whether the tenant is satisfied or not, of course, is my business!" He wants to draw a line with him, but he doesn't!

"Landlord? Tenants?" Xiaoli repeated suspiciously.

"You mean, this floor is yours?" Finally heard the meaning of the words, Xiaoli shouted.

"That's right." Ma Wenhao nodded, "Since we are partners, how can I not help when I see that you are in trouble?"

"I knew that this layer was yours, so I asked Meng Yu to change the layer."

"It's okay, I'll be your landlord if you change the floor! I'll tell you the truth, this building is mine!" As if he was deliberately trying to make Xiaoli angry, Ma Wenhao said proudly.

"You ......" Xiaoli didn't know why Ma Wenhao did this, looking at his smug face, Xiaoli was angry.

"So it's important to me that you're not satisfied."

"Satisfied, of course satisfied!" Xiaoli gritted her teeth and looked at Ma Wenhao, but she still told the truth. In retrospect, the studio is really good, the location is very good, the lighting is very good, and most importantly, the price is very reasonable. There is a possibility that she will often see Ma Wenhao, and she is quite satisfied.

"Since we have been evaluated by our landlord, is it time for President Ma to go?" was not in the mood to argue with Ma Wenhao, Xiaoli directly ordered the expulsion.

"Have you found out the reason for the burning of the studio?" Ignoring Xiaoli's expulsion order, he turned around and returned to the sofa and sat down.

"That is, someone set the fire." Ma Wenhao's ridiculous tone became serious, which made Xiaoli a little at a loss, but she still honestly said the result.

"So have you found out who it is?"

"Not yet." Xiaoli frowned, she handed over the affairs of the studio to Meng Yu to deal with, and she hadn't heard any progress in the past few days.

"Not yet?" After speaking, I saw that his eyes were half-closed, and his slender and clean fingers were rhythmically tapping his knees. Why did this good studio get set on fire? And why did that person take the dress of the fashion show, is there another secret to this matter?

"President Ma, do you have any work matters?" Xiaoli deliberately accentuated the tone of the word "work", reminding him to get out of here if there was nothing to do.

Hearing this, Ma Wenhao opened his eyes and looked at Xiaoli with interest. How could he not hear her voice, but he suddenly found that it was really interesting to make this woman angry.

"Something at work? Of course...... Let me think about it, though. Ma Wenhao touched his chin and made a thinking look, and then shook his hand at Xiaoli, "You're busy, don't pay attention to me!"