Qi Moye replied indifferently with two words, "No." ”

"Okay." Yang Zheng already understood what Qi Moye meant, and the cooperation went on as usual, "Then don't bother Mr. Qi." ”

Qi Moye got up and went to the balcony, the wind outside was very strong, and the heavy rain smashed fiercely on the earth, making a crackling sound, he put one hand in his pocket, and his eyes were calm, "Who will attend tomorrow?" ”

Yang Zheng didn't expect Qi Mo to care about this issue at all, he thought about it and replied, "My assistant." ”

"You go over." There was no emotion in the man's voice, it was very faint.

Yang Zheng was slightly stunned, Bai's cooperation is not a big project, and he needs to attend in person?

Although he is only the general manager of Sky, he generally does not appear in that kind of public place in person, and he never accepts interviews from reporters, and is relatively low-key.

He suddenly remembered that the last time Qi Moye asked him to invite Miss Bai to the Sky Group.

It can be seen from this that Miss Bai, a business genius, has so much charm that even Mr. Qi gives face......

Yang Zheng: "Okay. ”

Bai Chuxiao and Qi Ruyan returned to the room after greeting each other,

She put her pajamas on the bed and saw Qi Mo talking on the phone on the balcony at night.

Qi Moye came back from the balcony, and Bai Chuxiao received a call back from Yang Zheng in the next second, probably telling her that she was very satisfied with the plan, passed it, and everything went according to plan tomorrow.

After making the call, Bai Chuxiao found that Qi Moye had left.

In the opposite room, the man started another notebook, tapped the keyboard with his slender fingers, entered the account password, and clicked on the plan that Yang Zheng had transmitted.

Looking at the computer screen with indifferent eyes, I saw the last word from the beginning, and my eyes froze.

The corners of Qi Moye's lips showed a very shallow arc, Yang was the general manager he had hand-picked, and he believed in Yang Zheng's ability.

Of course, more trust in her abilities.

……

After Bai Chuxiao took off her makeup and took a bath, she lay down on the bed.

It can be seen that Qi Moye rarely spends the night here, and it is the first time she sleeps in a man's bed.

The phone rang.

The world's No. 1 handsome ratio: dark, tomorrow Yangcheng Bai's new game open beta, invite a few of us to the scene to try out, the appearance fee is quite high, I happen to be in Yangcheng, you are not far from Yangcheng?

Bai Chuxiao turned to the side and replied: I don't have time, you can go.

The world's No. 1 handsome ratio: It's a pity, I thought we could meet each other, after a while, the Fenghua team will fight back to the Star team, I must go to the scene to see Tang Niu herself!

Bai Chuxiao plays games and has two friends who have a good relationship.

One is 'the world's No. 1 handsome ratio'

The other is Tang Tingyu of the Huixing team, the daughter of the Tang family, one of the five major families in Yangcheng.

In the past, Tang Tingyu was not a professional player, and he often played games with them.

Now Tang Tingyu is already the king of rookies in the e-sports circle, beautiful and sultry, the goddess of the e-sports circle.

They have been calling each other by game names, until Tang Tingyu later told them that she had joined her company's team, and then, her ID appeared in the e-sports circle, and they only knew Tang Tingyu's real name and appearance.

The world's No. 1 handsome ratio: The person Bai wants to invite the most is you, after all, you are so popular on the platform.

Bai Chuxiao raised his eyebrows, professional players can't be invited, go and invite a popular anchor in the live broadcast industry, Bai Dewen is not too stupid.

After that, Bai Chuxiao checked the weather forecast, tomorrow will be cloudy, and it is still raining heavily, I hope it is accurate, otherwise there will be many fewer people going to the scene.

……

The next day, Bai Chuxiao seemed to hear something, she opened her eyes, and vaguely saw the long figure of the man at the door coming in.