Someone came into Mo Yan's office and closed the office door casually.

The round girl packed her bags after work, and suddenly she was a little reluctant to leave, afraid that Mo Yan would need her somewhere. Inexplicably, she remembered Wang Chengyou's words, "At the age of 30, I still look ...... good"

The person who came was indeed a writer.

Wenhao entered the office, closed the office door casually, found the water dispenser familiarly, and took a glass of warm water for Mo Yan. Gently placed the water cup in front of Mo Yan, and sat down on the opposite side of the desk.

"Mr. Fan's mother-in-law suddenly fell ill, she couldn't leave temporarily, and told me that you encountered some problems."

Mo Yan's head was swollen, his eyes were stacked, and he struggled to see that it was a writer, and sighed: "Why are you again?" ”

"Huh?"

"Wang Chengyou hates you, you know? He hates having you by my side. ”

"You're wrong." Wenhao whispered, "Even if there is no me, there will be Zhang Wenhao, Li Wenhao, and Zhao Wenhao...... It's not me he hates, it's any man who shows up next to you. ”

Mo Yan held his head in his hand and smirked: "It's a little interesting." ”

"If you are willing to obey him, isolate any of the opposite sex from now on, obediently follow what he says, eat, go to class, sleep 3 times, and do not talk or work with any boy for any reason, he may not be angry."

Mo Yan's eyes narrowed: "Then what has become of me?" His appendages? What about my life? Because of him, I'm going to have to shrink my hands and feet for the rest of my life? Why! ”

"Don't be angry." The writer persuaded Mo Yan, "Doesn't he love you too much." ”

Mo Yan slapped the table angrily: "Then love?" That's called selfishness! ”

Wenhao and Mo Yan looked at each other: "Love and selfishness, where is it so easy to distinguish." Love is selfish. ”

"That's not right! Wrong!! Love is definitely not a reason to be selfish! My life is up to me, not to him! ”

The scattered courage returned, and the feeling of dizziness and swelling disappeared. Mo Yan was resurrected with full blood on the spot.

"Your current state is not suitable for discussing such a profound issue. You haven't had dinner yet, have you? Eating together? Or, do I avoid suspicion and help you order takeout? ”

Mo Yan picked up the mobile phone on the desktop: "Let's go, let's eat together." From now on, it's his turn to adapt to me. ”

Wenhao turned around, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The round girl was still hesitating at the front desk, and suddenly saw the door of Mo Yan's office open. Looking at it, the man who was in a hurry when he came walked out calmly and with a warm smile at this time, and turned around to help Mo Yan open the door.

Mo Yan, who was energetic and refreshed, walked out with high spirits.

Miss Yuanzi put her heart in her stomach this time.

I heard that good love makes people better. That man must be a good love partner.

Mo Yan got into Wenhao's car and let him take her to the place he had chosen to eat.

"Where's your girlfriend?" Mo Yan suddenly asked Wenhao.

The writer instinctively showed a blank face.

"Your fiancée?" Mo Yan changed his words.

Wenhao suddenly realized: "You asked her." It's from my hometown, not in Shanghai. ”

"When will you bring me to know?" Mo Yan, who had spoken boldly just now, had already begun to think carefully at this moment. and Wang Chengyou, you still can't fight for that, and peace is the best policy. She thought that if she showed Wang Chengyou the photos of Wenhao and her fiancée, Wang Chengyou would probably be relieved.

"You want to see? It's easy, you can call her over next Friday or Saturday. It's only a little over 2 hours away anyway. The writer said without shirking.

"Okay, okay. What's her name? ”

"Vivien."

"How old are you?"

“23。”

"How's your personality?"

"It's fine."

"What kind of work are you doing?"

"Dental nurse."

"Where are you staying?"

"South of the city."

"How do you usually get in touch?"

"Not much contact."

"Huh?"

"I'm busy."

Mo Yan secretly glanced at the writer who was concentrating on driving, and thought: Are you busy? How did I not know?

"Why don't you talk so much about your fiancée?"

"I'm already married to work, don't you know?" Wenhao glanced at Mo Yan and half-jokingly.

Mo Yan thought, it turned out that he was a workaholic, no wonder she felt that seeing him was not infrequent, thinking about it, it was all because of work.

"When you get married, will Vivien continue to work, or will she be a stay-at-home wife?"

"Let it be."

"You don't have a reference attitude?"

"She doesn't need to ask me if I like her life."

"But what if you're both too busy to meet?"

Wenhao suddenly laughed: "You think too much. I'm not busy like that, even if I'm busy for a while, I'm not always busy. She's not that busy. If you want to meet, you can naturally see it. Haven't you heard? Those popular stars who are separated from the two crews, calculating the past of the ovulation period, also raised children. Being busy will affect your relationship and your life, but it's just an excuse. ”

Mo Yan turned his head to look out the window, savored the words of the writer, and suddenly wanted to ask: After all, dental nurses have stable working hours, if they marry someone like me, will you also allow me to develop my career?

Luckily, she has something called "brain". I know that it is extremely inappropriate to ask such a question.

The writer took Mo Yan to eat Chinese food, which was very much in line with Mo Yan's taste.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening after eating.

When the writer handed over the interior space of the big page, he also handed over the long-term rental house of a hotel. When Mo Yan was working in Big Page, he could choose to stay in that contract hotel.

The writer sent Mo Yan back to the contract hotel, and the two of them talked and laughed and entered the hotel lobby and were captured by the camera in the lobby.

A day later, on Sunday night, Wang Chengyou, who had been kicked out of the bar, was tentatively kicked over by a pair of big feet, kicking him face up.

Bigfoot was immediately stunned, and quickly pulled him up by the arm, half-dragged and half-hugged, and walked to the nearby parking lot.

Bigfoot is none other than Wang Chen, the driver who came to Shanghai for annual leave.

The driver did not hesitate, and immediately called the big boss, the report of the report, the request for instructions. Following the instructions of the big boss, the driver drove the car to the nearest five-star hotel nearby, booked a room for Wang Chengyou, and let him sleep and sober up first.

As soon as the elevator that the driver and Wang Chengyou were riding was raised, the elevator next door was lowered to the first floor. Mo Yan walked out of the elevator. She made an appointment with her colleagues to go to Duolun Road to see the old building at night. Although the interior is the main feature of the big page, the aesthetics of the exterior scene still need to be there, so that the choice of a cooperative company will not be blind.

The writer had returned to his hometown at noon. On Monday, he needed to come into the company for a regular meeting.

Mo Yan's application for online lectures has been approved, and she is now on the page three to four days a week. The renovation of historical buildings, the big pages have been made three, after the reprinting and dissemination of new media, the industry is no longer an unknown person, but it is far from the point of fame.