After Asako patiently tried on the last piece of clothing, Mozu Beitan was very satisfied with the woman's performance.

"I wrapped up all the clothes she tried." Mozu Beitan said softly to the general manager behind him.

"Yes."

"Mr. Mo, these clothes...."

Without waiting for Qianzike to finish speaking, Mozu Beitan said: "As my personal secretary, I won't lose my face if I look good." ”

A group of crows flew by in Qianzike's heart: she came to the Modi Group to work, not to fight for him!

"......" Asako Ke just wanted to go to the locker room to take off her clothes, she was not used to wearing these tight clothes.

"Don't change, wear and go." The man gave an order to stop the woman's steps.

The black card of Mozu Beitan flashed on the credit card machine, and after signing, he walked towards the elevator expressionlessly, followed by the general manager and salesperson.

Asa Zike had to step on ten-centimeter-high black platform heels to keep up with the man's pace, halfway through the road, Asa Zike suddenly remembered what to do with those clothes?

When I turned my head and wanted to go back to pick it up, I saw several big men in black suits transporting boxes of clothes to the black business van.

"Still not keeping up?" Mozu Beitan looked at the woman with a smile.

"Oh, here we are."

The two came to the door together, and the security guard had already driven the Lamborghini in front of the man.

Mozu Beitan sat in the sports car with an expressionless face, the security guard stared at the long legs of Qianzi Ke exposed to the air as white as ivory, the woman felt the security guard's ill intentions and quickly got into the sports car.

The general manager just wanted to say a few kind words, and the man started the sports car mercilessly.

Along the way, the two were silent and seemed to have nothing to say.

Suddenly, Qianzi Ke broke the atmosphere that was extremely quiet: "Mr. Mo, thank you." ”

"Huh?"

"I don't know how much those clothes cost, but I think they must be expensive, and I'm really bothering you to break the bank."

The man just smiled and responded to the woman with silence.

The soft ringtone came into the ears of the two people, and Yi Qianke was startled and quickly picked up the phone, "Hey, hello?" ”

"Asa Zike, where are you, why hasn't the president arrived yet?" Yiyu asked anxiously.

"Ah, that, we're already on our way, we'll be there soon, you can help delay a little longer."

"How can it be so slow, I'm worried that those bosses will be impatient to wait."

"I...."Before Qianzi Ke finished speaking, Mozu Beitan snatched the phone.

"Why, they can't afford to wait, can they?" The man said coldly.

"No, it's not, Mr. Mo, I can handle it here." When Yiyu heard that it was her boss, she hurriedly made a guarantee.

"It's better to be like this, otherwise, you know the consequences."

"Yes, I see."

Mozu Beitan hung up the phone and threw the phone into her hand in Yi Qianke's consternation.

"Mr. Mo, can you go to work on time in the future?" Asa Zike frowned and looked at his phone.

"'Modi' is mine, I can do whatever I want, understand?"

"Got it."

After coming to the company after a while, Mozu Beitan got off the sports car and walked straight to the elevator, and Qianzike trotted all the way to keep up with the man's pace.

When the elevator door opened, Asako Ke rushed to the office to get the sorted out materials.

Mozu Beitan looked at the woman's busy back, and the corners of his mouth hooked his lips in a good-looking arc.

As soon as he opened the door of the conference room, Asa Zike was nervous, and the presidents of various groups were here. Putting the information in front of Mozu Beitan, the acquaintance withdrew and closed the door.

Asa Zike sighed: It can be regarded as a successful completion of the task.