Chapter 22: Don't save face for Mo Tao

Mo Tao's office is on the second top floor, and the elevator here is a credit card system, and the card is swiped to the designated floor.

Xia Qingqian swiped her card to reach the top floor, and then took the stairs to the office area where Mo Tao was.

This is Mo Tao's private office location, and the assistants, secretaries, and lawyers are all Mo Tao's private property.

Seeing an uninvited guest breaking in, two male assistants stepped forward to stop Xia Qingqian.

warned Xia Qingqian very seriously, "This is not the place for you to come. ”

Xia Qingqian bit her lip, held the door frame with both hands, and just didn't leave.

The female secretary stepped forward and pushed the male assistant away, "Let me communicate." He asked Xia Qingqian, "Who are you?" Who to come to? What's the matter? ”

Xia Qingqian didn't bother to answer such a boring question, she pushed away the female secretary and strode inside.

As he walked, he shouted: "Mo Tao! Mo Tao! ”

Dare to call Chairman Mo's name, it's really lawless!

Mo Tao is the largest shareholder of Zhenchen Hospital and the most powerful person, and anyone here must call Mo Tao Mo Dong, including Mo Zhenchen.

This lawless girl attracted everyone to surround her: "Grab her and throw her to the security room!" ”

"Who?!"

The professional woman walked out of the office in the middle, holding the door frame with one hand, leaning sideways against the glass door, looking sideways at the noisy crowd.

Seeing a scar on the face of the woman surrounded by everyone, Mo Tao rolled his eyes helplessly, just looking for Xia Qingqian.

"Let her in."

Let? Who?

Those who hear it are stunned!

looked at Xia Qingqian together.

What is the origin of this lawless girl, who is so disrespectful to Chairman Mo, and can still be entertained by Chairman Mo?

No, no, no, this is not Chairman Mo's character.

Chairman Mo has always hated people with scars on their faces, especially women.

In the midst of everyone's discussions, Xia Qingqian walked into Mo Tao's office with elegant steps.

Closing the door, there are only two women here, Mo Tao and Xia Qingqian.

Facing the huge office and the powerful female chairman in front of her, Xia Qingqian's momentum was inadvertently weakened.

But the scene that had been rehearsed in her mind and had a very imposing fight with Mo Tao prompted her to pretend to be strong.

She frowned slightly, her eyes were full of gloom, and she slapped the employee handbook that had been crumpled by her on Mo Tao's coffee table.

"The rule that you are not allowed to attend prom because you have a scar on your face is a form of discrimination."

Mo Tao had already guessed that Xia Qingqian would be angry about this matter, but unexpectedly, Xia Qingqian actually came to the door, which made Mo Tao impressed.

"You still have some character, no wonder my nephew is obsessed with you."

What do you do with this? Xia Qingqian didn't want to discuss these now.

But Mo Tao wanted to discuss.

"My nephew went on a business trip, and no one supported you this week, how do you plan to stay in Zhenchen Hospital?"

Mo Tao threatened Xia Qingqian with the posture that he was going to bully you this week.

Since she was a child, she has always been accustomed to suppressing herself and others, and Xia Qingqian felt helpless at this time.

She clasped her fingers, she didn't have an answer in her heart, but she also knew that she couldn't lose at this time.

As Mo Zhenchen said, there is no need to give Mo Tao face.

She held her head high, forcing herself to look imposing, and said with a posture that she could talk to Mo Tao at eye level, "I have signed an internship contract, and I was arranged by Mo Zhenchen, doesn't Chairman Mo give face to his nephew at all?" ”

Seeing that Xia Qingqian was not only not intimidated, but instead turned against the army, Mo Tao gasped.

"I now know why my nephew likes you, both of you have very good tempers, but it's a pity that your temper is fake."

Xia Qingqian subconsciously swallowed her saliva, her strength was pretended, but her temper was not.