Could it be that the little girl that Mr. Yan said was the little girl?

Wen Chuanji helped the sweat on his head, it turned out that it was hidden so deep and protected so well......

……

The small dumplings in the house took a small bite of the buns, which was the second bun, the mushroom and cabbage.

The taste is much more refreshing than the ribs just now, but not as fragrant.

"Don't just eat dry, drink some porridge." Seeing that the little girl ate the egg and ate the bun, the banquet reminded,

After swallowing this mouthful, Xiao Tuanzi obediently went to scoop a spoonful of porridge.

"The porridge is delicious, too." Her eyes narrowed, and her long, thick eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyes.

"Mr. Yan, why did you let me come here today?" After eating and drinking, Xiao Tuanzi's whole body leaned back, so uncomfortable.

"Take you on a tour, I was lucky enough to get to know Joker's students, of course, I want to get to know each other, and I still have to take care of each other in the future." Mr. Yan cleaned up her mess.

"That's it?"

"That's all."

Remain calm. Then he raised his eyes to look at Mu Zhiqing and pointed to the corner of his mouth.

Mu Zhiqing stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, the tip of his tongue touched a cold, ate the rice grains stuck to his lips, and smiled awkwardly.

Hehe, take care of you, a bad guy who doesn't laugh at the bottom of your heart?

Stinky and shameless.

"Mr. Yan, can I just turn around today?"

"Of course."

"You're welcome, then."

Before leaving, I didn't forget to mention a string of grapes.

Yan Lin sat back in his place, shook his head, and chuckled: "You're really welcome. ”

The little girl didn't hear it.

……

After a while, the kid from the president's office came out, and Wen Chuanji hadn't escaped from the brainstorming and psychic attacks, he just wanted to give her a standard smile and then do something.

But...... God didn't intend to let him go.

"You're Mr. Yan's assistant?" Mu Zhiqing stopped, carrying a string of grapes, and tilted his head to look at Wen Chuanji, with no intention of leaving.

"Yes, ma'am." That's not good.

"My surname is Mu, this Mu." Mu Zhiqing stretched out his hand and pointed to a well-growing black locust beside her.

Wen Chuanji said in his heart: The wood of the grass and trees.

"What about you?" It's even worse.

"My surname is Wen. Mild temperature. Wen Chuanji replied in a proper manner.

"Okay, Assistant Wen, your boss just told me that I can visit the whole company, you can accompany me."

Wen Chuanji: "......" is really not good.

Little Ancestor, let me go! He cried out in his heart.

As a reward, Mu Zhiqing dragged down a grape and stuffed it to him, and later felt that one grape was too shabby, so he dragged two more, but he was slightly distressed.

Wen Chuanji took it carefully.

Impressed? Don't dare to move, don't dare to move.

"Where do you want to start?" Wen Chuanji accepted his fate, intending to accept a day's critical hit.

"Where are the most secrets?" Mu Zhiqing said without thinking, as if asking: Is that cabbage good?

Wen Chuanji: "(ºДº*)

Ignoring Wen Chuanji's sealed expression, he urged arrogantly: "Hurry up." ”

If you want to explain the most confidential thing about Yi, it must be the place where this little ancestor just came out - the president's office of the banquet.

And the most confidential person was just peeling eggs for this ancestor......

Wen Chuanji didn't dare to slack off, and took this big guy to get off the elevator and start shopping from the front desk.

"Hello Assistant Wen."

"Hello Assistant Wen."

Two front desks greeted Wen Chuanji.