At the same time, Chen Yuduo handed over the signature form, and after the administrative lady made a copy of it, she took the signature book and walked down the stairs.

According to the butterfly effect, every "cause" will cause a chain reaction to produce the "effect".

There is a movie called "The Butterfly Effect", where the protagonist can even stop life and even rewind it, from the matter of "cause".

Mo Yan missed Chen Yuduo, so he had no chance to deduce that Chen Yuduo was taken care of by the writer and was specially recruited into the Sifa Group.

missed Chen Yuduo, let alone take the initiative to contact Chen Yingduo, and then there was no way to know that the writer had done so many things.

Getting out of the elevator and entering the conference room, Mo Yan's phone rang. At that moment, she thought it was a private call from Wenhao quietly. took out the mobile phone and looked at it, and was happy, it turned out to be Wang Chengyou calling.

"Ready for lunch?" Wang Chengyou has a leisurely tone.

"Uh-huh."

"The sun isn't shining today, and the snow is getting heavier and heavier." Wang Chengyou continued to walk idly.

Mo Yan was already about to scream in surprise: "You sneaked back?" ”

Before returning to their hometown, in the daily phone call between the two, Mo Yan once mentioned to Wang Chengyou that one day she would return to her hometown to make a report. Wang Chengyou never said anything, and Mo Yan tacitly did not ask him if he was with him.

He sent all his belongings home to show his break, and said that he was going to travel to other places during the Spring Festival, and of course she would not ask him if he wanted to go back home with him.

She thought he was going to wait for her to go back in Shanghai.

Unexpectedly, he came back quietly.

"Cut. The country is everyone's country, and the city is everyone's city. What do you mean by me sneaking back! ”

Mo Yan laughed out loud, and after laughing, he was a little shy: "Are you going to come to me to get the key?" ”

"Keys?" Wang Chengyou didn't react.

"The key to my house. You go to the supermarket in the afternoon to buy some groceries, and I'll come back in the evening to eat. Mo Yan's words were all here, but Wang Chengyou heard more: After dinner, nest together......

The thought that the two of them would live alone in a room where no outsiders would disturb him, Wang Chengyou's blood boiled.

"Good. I know where the Sifa Group is. Looking for you at the front desk? ”

Mo Yan looked at his watch, there were only 3 minutes before the start of the afternoon, and it seemed that he couldn't wait for Wang Chengyou to come, so he thought about it for a while and replied: "It will start at 1 o'clock in the afternoon." I'll put the key in an envelope and put it at the front desk, and you can get it by your name. What do you think? ”

It's all good. Wang Chengyou shouted in his heart. When he replied to Mo Yan and said "yes", he had already begun to ponder the shopping list. The last time I went to the United States, my brother Zhifeng gave him half a T T, but by mistake, he didn't use any of them. Afraid of making jokes at the security check when returning home, he reluctantly threw them into the trash before returning home (he would never return them to Zhifeng, although he also advocated not wasting them).

After returning to China, I have been planning to buy and use it. Seeing that Mo Yan was like a spinning top, he was so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground. He really couldn't bear to roar so urgently for the first time between the two of them that was engraved in history, so he had to plan the things of buying and using them for the New Year's trip.

Now can the premise, how not to be overjoyed!

Mo Yan smelled his thoughts from the delay of Wang Chengyou's disconnection, and his face couldn't help but blush and red. Fortunately, Wang Chengyou couldn't see it, so she wouldn't be too ashamed.

As said on the phone, Mo Yan put the key in the envelope, and at the same time left Wang Chengyou's name at the front desk, and after doing all this, he went to the conference room.

The writer stepped on the time and appeared at the door of the 98th floor on time at 12:59. Before he entered the door, he saw Mo Yan's back.

Mo Yan, who took off his coat, revealed a decent professional attire. Perhaps because of winter, the earthy brown skirt she wears today is partly long, reaching to her ankles. The waistline of the skirt is tucked up, from the hips with just the right width downwards, and it is closed along the body shape with a graceful arc.

Thin nude ankles peek out from the slightly cinched skirt and step on the glittering slender roots.

Such a back is both dignified and indescribably sultry.

Mo Yan finished his work at the front desk and walked quickly to the conference room.

The writer hurriedly paced to follow.

They all passed the front desk, and somehow, with a thought, retreated.

"Just now," Wenhao's face was grim and solemn, "what did that lady ask?" ”

The front desk immediately got up and reported: "Mr. Tang, Party B, who came to our company to participate in the report just now, showed me the relevant documents." One of her friends needed a key from her, and she didn't have time to wait for her friend, so she left the key to me. ”

The writer peeked into the hallway, which was empty. Looks like everyone is in the conference room.

"What's her friend's name?" The writer unconsciously lowered his voice.

"Call ......" the front desk looked down for the name on the envelope, "Wang Chengyou." ”

The writer chuckled in his heart.

The front desk didn't know what was going on, so he hurriedly explained: "I've seen it, it's really just a key." The envelope was a new envelope from me, a key in front of me, and nothing else was entrained. "Commercial espionage may be far away from the daily life of the front desk, but it is still necessary not to let the boss suspect that he is colluding with outsiders.

The writer raised his hand, so that the front desk did not have to explain.

In order to prove his words, the front desk had already opened the envelope to show the writer at that time.

Wenhao's eyes swept over the three-edged key, and he, who was doing real estate, naturally saw at a glance that this was the key that was commonly used for security door locks nowadays.

Mo Yan ...... ...... your house keys To Wang Chengyou!

This conclusion, word by word, popped up and reflected in the writer's mind. His face was not far from Tie Qing.

The front desk was so frightened that he was about to shed tears, thinking that he had been used to do something harmful to the interests of the company, and hurriedly remedied: "I can not pay, no one will pay, or tell her that no one has come......"

The writer raised his hand again to stop it.

"Well, when this person comes over to get the key, you can give me a call."

The front desk quickly nodded and nodded again.

Wenhao was about to leave, and heard the front desk say pitifully: "I only know your landline." ”

The writer turned around, and saw that the front desk had been so frightened that he was tearful, and he had no choice but to take out a business card. On it, his name and his daily mobile phone number were simply printed.

Leaving the front desk, Wenhao suddenly didn't want to go to Conference Room 6.

Mo Yan actually gave his key to Wang Chengyou, and he couldn't wait in this way! It hurt him! She can leave it to Wang Chengyou privately, secretly, and unknowingly.

Casually pushing the door of a conference room, Wenhao walked in.

For Conference Room 6, where Mo Yan is located, it is normal for the writer to go or not. Or, in the afternoon he doesn't come, it's more normal.