Ling Feng also stood up, "Brother Hao, I'm also leaving, it is estimated that I will be ready to go back in the next two days, you take care of yourself, and contact me at any time if you have something." ”

Stretching out a hand as he spoke, Jing Mohao high-fived it and shook it tightly.

"Have a nice trip." Jing Mohao said kind advice.

Ling Feng nodded and said goodbye to the door.

The villa was deserted in an instant, and Jing Mohao looked at Yan Yu, "What level of position are you going to have?" ”

Yan Yu thought that he had forgotten what he had just said, and was worried about how to speak cheekily again, but he didn't expect the young master to take the initiative to mention it, and hurriedly replied, "Young master, her requirements are not high, as long as it is our company, you can give her a small position at will, she has done sales at our counter before, she can continue to start from the grassroots level, if she wants to improve, it depends on her own personal efforts." ”

Jing Mohao's beautiful eyes widened slightly, and her eyebrows were dyed with a hint of ridicule, "So reluctant?" ”

Yan Yu's ears reddened embarrassedly, "Young master, don't laugh at me, she is just an ordinary college student, not as talented as the young lady." ”

"Talent is not innate, it is created by chance, how high you stand, how far you can see the scenery. I'll put it here, what kind of position will be arranged for her, or you have the final say, and when the time comes, you will directly notify the department of the decided result, without going through me. After Jing Mohao finished speaking, he seemed to relax the strength of his whole body, stretched out his long legs, and lay on the sofa on his back, finally revealing a touch of exhaustion.

Yan Yu stood in place and silently thought about the young master's words, and decided that he should believe the young master's opinion.

After all, no matter what aspect, the young master is more than a little higher than his own level.

As for what position is more suitable, Qin Zhiruo's opinion should be sought.

Looking at Jing Mohao's closed eyes, Yan Yu said softly, "Young master, you better go back to your room and rest for a while." ”

Jing Mohao stretched out his hand and pinched his eyebrows, didn't open his eyes, just muttered, "Take the time to bring someone over and chat with Luoxi." ”

Yan Yu was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, young master, then I'll go out first." ”

Jing Mohao didn't reply, just waved his hand, and Yan Yu retreated.

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Luo Xi didn't know how long he had been asleep, and when he woke up, he saw the handsome side face lying next to him, and he couldn't help but bend his lips.

Finally returned to him, lying with him in the same big bed.

After experiencing so many illusions, every time I see his face, I always worry about whether it is real or whether it is another dream.

But I feel that my worries are too unnecessary.

Life is not a dream, if such a dream is real enough and long-lasting enough, it is not life.

Luo Xi stared deeply at the man's face, stretched out his hand, and gently touched his eyebrows, and a splash of color suddenly jumped like the corner of his eye.

In the midst of the man's thick black hair, a piercing silver hair popped out.

Luo Xi's heart ached, and he instantly pinched the only touch of silver hair between his fingers, and his fingertips couldn't help but feel a little cold.

How can there be gray hair?

During the time he was missing, he must have been in a hurry, and he must have not slept for a long time...

Otherwise, how could he, Jing Mohao, such a proud person, allow himself to grow gray hair.

He was usually awake when he woke up before, and rarely slept so deeply like he does now...

He must have been tired lately...