14. 014 is she coming

Yi Xuehan hurriedly handed over the folder in his hand, starting from the first item, and explained it in detail, and gave an impassioned speech in the special department, Ma Weidong showed an appreciative smile from time to time, and at the same time felt a little distressed.

Gu Yue'er on the side looked at the little woman dancing with her hands, and her heart was full of tsk.

This woman is usually an emotionally intelligent imbecile, but when she talks about work, she seems to have changed as if she is a different person, no one is as professional as her, no matter what idea comes out of her mouth, it is particularly convincing, and people can't admire it.

Xiao Mo was sitting in the huge office working on documents, the bright spring sun shining on his face, like a golden curtain spread down, warmly wrapping him in it, his handsome and carved face was even warmer, perfect to impeccable.

The ink-colored fountain pen dropped the word 'Xiao Mo' at the bottom right of the document, and the pen was strong and powerful, but just when the silent word was about to end, the tip of the pen suddenly paused, breaking the original beauty of the font.

Xiao Mo's left hand covered his rapidly beating chest, if he hadn't pressed it hard, it seemed to be about to jump out of his chest in the next second, and with the rhythmless beating of his heart, the blood in his body was also boiling.

He suddenly stood up from the leather seat, and the chair behind him slammed into the large bookcase behind him because of the force he was exerting too hard, and bounced back again.

Xiao Mo walked to the door in a few steps, opened the office door and strode out, his slender and handsome eyes like a hungry beast, searching for the food he wanted in his busy figure.

He slowly closed his eyes, quickly sensing and analyzing the exact direction of the scent, and after a moment, he opened his eyes again, the corners of his lips gently curled in an imperceptible arc.

It turned out to be her.

Xiao Mo followed her fragrance and came to the reception room located on the tenth floor of the marketing department, he stood on the spiral staircase, looked through the transparent glass wall of the reception room, and finally saw her figure.

She has waterfall-like black hair, and her professional pale yellow professional skirt makes her back more slender and beautiful. The fine porcelain-like beautiful neck that was revealed from time to time during her conversation with Ma Weidong, Xiao Mo couldn't even control it, and began to imagine the wonderful feeling of biting from above.

Yi Xuehan made a joke with Ma Weidong and smiled sweetly, but a scar of pain was drawn in Xiao Mo's eyes, and the memories suddenly swallowed him like a huge wave.

Although 500 years have passed, everything seems to be yesterday.

The negotiation finally ended happily, Ma Weidong said with a smile: "Miss Yi, the plan is here first, there are many companies that have come to negotiate cooperation recently, and I will discuss with the president when I go back, if possible, I will give priority to you Zhengkang." ”

Yi Xuehan and Gu Yue'er stood up at the same time, smiling and shaking hands with them one by one, "Then thank Minister Xie Ma first, we look forward to your good news, see you again." ”

"See you soon."

Ma Weidong personally sent them into the elevator before turning around and going upstairs.

In the elevator, Gu Yue'er asked Yi Xuehan, "You say, is this SNS Xiao Mo the same Xiao Mo?" ”

Yi Xuehan shook her head, she had also thought about this question, "There are many people with the same name in this world. ”

Gu Yue'er thought for a while and agreed, "Hanhan, you say, what does this Xiao Mo look like, will he also be a handsome guy?" ”

Yi Xuehan's eyes stared at the declining red numbers, and replied to her aimlessly, "A century-old enterprise, how can the CEO be a young handsome guy, I guess it must be a bad old man." ”

Someone in the president's office far above sneezed fiercely, his face was as dark as iron, woman, dare to say that I am a bad old man?

Looks like I'm going to need to correct the definition of the word for you.

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