Those old men must be hiding something!

Yisheng silently withdrew his gaze, turned around, without any expression on his face, returned to the bed, closed his eyes, and prepared to fall asleep.

Next.

Yisheng turned over, ready to sleep well, but suddenly felt a numb scalp, a strong gaze that could not be ignored fell on her, tentatively opened an eye, and sure enough, saw Mo Shicang carrying a briquette, staring at her, the corners of his mouth tightened, and his face was serious.

Yi Sheng was stunned and subconsciously got up, "Why are you here?" ”

Glancing at the door of the room, I thought to myself, I must lock the door tonight, or it will be too dangerous.

"I was an hour late, and I let the cat sleep on the bed, and today's coffee was not delivered, so I deducted five hundred." Mo Shicang said this paragraph like a killer without emotion, and then carried the back of the briquette around his neck and walked towards the door.

Yi Sheng: !!!

It's only two thousand yuan a day, and now it's five hundred?

Bloodsucker! Inhumanity!

Yisheng pursed her lips, snorted, and went to the bathroom neatly, changed her clothes and took care of herself, before arriving at the glass room and preparing coffee.

Of course, this time, she's just making regular coffee.

The speed is very fast, that is, she makes and drinks and plays with briquettes on weekdays, after all, she has no contractual exchange relationship with briquettes, and the coffee she makes is naturally different.

After everything was done, it was brought to Mo Shicang's face, Mo Shicang glanced at her like an uncle, then elegantly hooked the handle of the cup, put it to his lips, took a sip gently, and then immediately put down the coffee, pursed his lips, and looked at her unhappily: "Cutting corners on the first day?" ”

Yi Sheng blinked, what is this person's mouth made of?

Can you really tell the difference between the two coffees she makes?

Or is it just a simple childish obstacle?

Yi Sheng pretended to be very innocent and did not respond to Mo Shicang, Mo Shicang just glanced at her casually, drank it all, then got up, glanced at his watch and said, "Go to the company in ten minutes." ”

After speaking, he went back to the study to get the papers.

Steward Fang stood aside, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise wildly, inexplicably feeling that the two of them were like two young people now?

What a lovely couple of people!

I secretly rejoiced in my heart, feeling that the days of my young master's single dog were coming to an end.

"Ah Sheng, you go and prepare, I'll clean up the rest, on the first day of work today, someone will definitely make things difficult for you, don't panic, just be yourself, if you really can't do it, just tell the young master, the young master will not turn a blind eye."

Steward Fang's gentle voice was like that of a patriarch, Yi Sheng smiled faintly and nodded in response, "Uncle Fang, I made a note, then I'll go first, see you in the evening." ”

Yi Sheng had nothing to clean up and take away, that is, a mobile phone that Mo Shicang gave her, and when Mo Shicang went downstairs, she followed his steps.

The briquette followed, but just as he was about to take the next step, he rose into the air and was hugged by Steward Fang: "Little kitten, you can stay at home with me today." ”

Briquettes:!!!

What do you have to keep you company with this old fellow?

The sound of the engine was heard, and the car had already driven away.

Briquettes storm crying.

Mo Shicang was in the driver's seat, and the co-pilot was Yi Sheng, who was supposed to be the acting secretary Yi Sheng to drive, but she dared to drive, I'm afraid Mo Shicang didn't dare to sit either!

This man is very sorry for his life!