Chapter 33: I Vaguely Remember a Girl [1]

Zhou Mu turned around and went down.

hasn't reached the door yet—

"Zhou Mu." The cool opening of the recliner called out to him.

Zhou Mu turned around and said, "Mr. Bo? ”

Thin Shimmer glanced at him coldly.

"The manager of the sales department asked me for instructions, saying that the top Zhou Te helped you handsome, elegant and gentle, and especially liked to help people, and wanted you to go down to the sales department to help her improve her performance."

Zhou Mu was stunned, confused by the boss's words, "Huh? Mr. Bo - I go down to the sales department from the bottom?? ”

This is a demotion?! Zhou Mu was stunned for an instant.

The person on the recliner looked at him coldly, "The sales manager praised you personally, and wanted you to go down to help him, and you went to the grassroots level of the sales department to adapt to it, what do you think Zhou Mu?" ”

——Sales Department!!

- Or the grassroots!!

That is, from the top special assistant directly to the most ordinary salesman in the sales department!

Zhou Mu panicked.

"Mr. Bo, open grace! Mr. Bo, I still adapt to the top level and don't want to downgrade the sales department....... Mr. Bo, let's think about whether it will work or not, Mr. Bo ......."

Bo Weiguang glanced at him, and his voice was cold and unquestionably resolute: "Go down to the grassroots level of the sales department to experience the experience, it's not too early, get out." ”

After speaking.

A look of impatience.

Obviously, I don't want to talk nonsense with Zhou Mu anymore.

"Yes....... Bo Zong. Zhou Mu cried with a sad face, but he didn't dare to ask for his return to work again.

........

Come out of the room.

Zhou Mu, who brought the door, was stunned all the time.

When did the manager of the sales department ask Mr. Bo for him?

I can't.

He is a top-level special assistant, and the manager of the sales department dares to ask Mr. Bo to be a salesman?

If it's not the fault of the sales manager, is it Mr. Bo's .......?

Where did he displease Mr. Bo, and he went directly from the top general manager's office to the bottom to become a salesman!!

Zhou Mu pondered his mistakes as he walked.

Suddenly.

The cool voice of Mr. Bo flashed in his mind.

"The sales manager asked me for instructions, saying that Zhou Te will help you-"

"Handsome—"

"Elegant—"

"And gentle—"

"I also like to help people—"

And so on——!!

Why do these words sound so familiar tonight?!

The picture in Zhou Mu's mind flashed.

Standing in front of the door of the lobby on the first floor.

The words that came out of Mr. Bo's mouth were not exactly the words that Miss Yang praised him!!

So——!!

Mr. Bo actually overheard his conversation with Miss Yang on the second floor!!

Mr. Bo actually has a penchant for eavesdropping on people's corners!!!!

Not only that, but also announced a personal vendetta and kicked him out of the sales department!!

Zhou Mu was shocked and trembled again!

I turned around and glanced at the balcony on the second floor.

Seeing the sound and shadow lying on the recliner in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Zhou Mu was excited!

I was so frightened that I immediately retracted my gaze!

didn't even dare to slander and complain, three steps into two steps, and quickly and neatly disappeared from the sight of Mr. Bo of his family!

........

Second floor.

Zhou Mu's figure gradually disappeared into his eyes.

Rise.

The person standing by the railing looked far-reaching, and looked at the figure that had been making trouble in Yushuiwan all night and got into Zhou Mu's car.

The car faded away.

The thin glimmer of light slowly turned his gaze.

It fell to the wall in the direction of nine o'clock that broke the tranquility of the bay tonight.

The light in his eyes slowly changed from cold to deep and distant.

In my mind, some fragments are flashing past in the past.

There was a girl in a school uniform who was crawling on a high wall.

The inky soft hair was scattered on his shoulders, and his fair-skinned and good-looking fingers neatly pushed the schoolbag to the ground.

patted the dust on the tips of his fingers, and his every move exuded a unique vitality of vigor and youth.......