There was silence in the office for a while.

Mo Beixiao put down the pen in his hand, "Take a copy of the male assistant's information." ”

Strictly nodded hurriedly and went out.

When the personnel department found Bai Luo's information, the eldest sister who found him the information inadvertently asked more, "Why did Assistant Yan suddenly want to find Bai Luo's information?" ”

Strictly looked at the photo of the skinny man on the profile, "You said that this person is not good to provoke anyone, you have to provoke the president's wife." ”

With that, he shook his head and left.

When the eldest sister of the personnel department was at a loss, someone around her explained to her, "You don't know yet, do you?" ”

"This Bai Luo, when I had a meeting this afternoon, was left in the office by the new design director for a whole afternoon!"

"You talk about lonely men and widows......"

…………

"The design here is to reduce friction, this fabric ......"

In the empty conference room, Bai Luo was seriously talking about the details of his design, and Su Xiaomi sat opposite him and took notes carefully.

At this moment, Bai Luo's mobile phone rang.

After he said sorry to Su Xiaomi, he went to the side to answer the phone, "Sister Zhang......"

The call lasted less than a minute.

"I'm not done yet."

Seeing that he hung up the phone and didn't speak, Su Xiaomi raised his eyes to remind.

Only then did she realize that Bai Luo's face had become whiter than the A4 paper in front of her.

"What's wrong?"

Su Xiaomi frowned and asked softly.

"Director."

Bai Luo's voice trembled slightly, "Sister Zhang from the Personnel Department called me just now. ”

"She said the president took my profile away."

Su Xiaomi was stunned, what did Mo Beixiao do with Bailuo's information?

"She said, I may not be able to do this job." Bai Luo lowered his head and fiddled with the pen on the desk, "She said, now that everyone in the company knows, I have been alone with the president's wife in the conference room all afternoon......"

"Even if you and I don't do anything, it's not good to spread the word...... Even for the sake of my reputation, the president won't keep me here......"

As he spoke, his voice began to choke, "I don't come from a good background, and my family doesn't have the money for me to study design...... I was self-taught. ”

"I also did a lot of work for the personnel side when I entered Molan, and it took me several days to come in, and I only worked for a month......

Su Xiaomi: "......"

She just wanted Bai Luo to explain Bai Luo's design to her.

After all, she is not a professional, she doesn't understand a lot of things, and the little pudding is not there.

How could she have expected that this matter would be rumored like that from the outside?

It even reached Mo Beixiao's ears?

These people are horrible......

"I admire you for being able to learn this level by self-study."

Taking a deep breath, she looked at Bai Luo with a firm gaze, "I won't let you be expelled, Mo Beixiao's side, I'll solve it for you." ”

Bai Luo raised his head abruptly and looked at her, "But even if the president doesn't say anything, others will say it very badly......"

"Do you care?"

Su Xiaomi frowned and asked him in a low voice.

The boy thought for a moment and shook his head.

"That's not the end of it."

The woman smiled indifferently, "You also heard it today, and when I didn't leave you behind, they didn't say anything nice about me." ”

"I'm not afraid of itching if there are more lice, anyway, I'm being ridiculed horizontally and vertically, and I don't care about adding one more."

"But you have to promise me one thing."

Bai Luo pursed his lips, "What's the matter?" ”

"Finish this plan beautifully."

The woman yawned, and walked generously in the direction of the door of the conference room, and said indifferently, "You almost understand the design plan, you can go to Little Pudding's house with me later, and let her give the staff a look." ”

As soon as he heard the name of the little pudding, Bai Luo's eyes instantly lit up, "Really? Can I get guidance from a master? ”

Su Xiaomi opened the door of the conference room with a smile, "Of course ......"

Before she could finish her sentence, the door to the conference room had already opened.

Outside the door, stood the tall Mo Beixiao.