In the end, Zhong Yinian stayed in the office and continued to fight for small ribs, and Pei Muchen sat back at the desk.

Mo Yang's straight pestle was in front of Pei Muchen, but the afterglow kept falling on Zhong Yinian's body.

Pei Muchen had completely scorched him just now, and now he is still in the recovery period.

"So you came in with me just to stand like that?"

A certain big president has a deep resentment~~~~ Mo Yang looked at the sky speechlessly, and glanced at Zhong Yinian.

Dear boss, do you want me to talk to you about the next thing in front of my sister-in-law?

Hehe!

I think you're going to just chop me up and feed it to the dogs.

Pei Muchen frowned inadvertently, and looked up at someone who was sitting there eating obediently.

Zhong Yinian mechanically planed rice, and suddenly felt angry that something was wrong, so he turned his head stiffly.

Aren't those two people going to discuss business? What's going on with watching her together, hey?

"Uh...... Do you want to eat? ”

Zhong Yinian embarrassedly sent the food box forward.

Pei Muchen supported his forehead, and Moyang had a black line.

"I'll be upset if I rob you of you."

Zhong Yinian choked, so are you still thinking about what happened just now, big president?

It's stingy.

"Of course not." Zhong Yinian ignored that Mo Yang was still here, pouted and pretended to be ruthless, took back the food box and continued to eat.

I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, Pei Muchen is the most annoying.

"I'm done."

Zhong Yinian casually ate a few bites and stood up, took out a piece of paper and wiped his mouth.

"Madame, walk slowly."

Mo Yang couldn't wait to send a certain woman away, after all, his affairs couldn't be delayed.

Zhong Yinian paused, turned his head and looked at the two of them aggrievedly.

"Wish I was leaving, wouldn't you?"

With a sad face, he hid his face and opened the door and ran out.

Moyang Petrochemical!

Mrs. President, don't, you will leave as soon as you throw these words, what should I do?

Madame, save me! The president is going to kill someone!

Pei Muchen stood up when he heard Zhong Yinian's words, and chased him out without having time to condemn Mo Yang's words.

After Zhong Yinian walked out of the office, he immediately put away the sadness on his face, smiled brightly, hahahaha, and asked Mott to help her joke.

As soon as he sat back in his place, Pei Muchen had already hurriedly opened the door of the secretarial department.

"Hello President!"

Bu Lingfei stood up to greet her, a little curious, why does the president always run to the secretary department today?

She has been working as a secretary for several years now, and the number of times she has seen the president come here in person is only a handful.

Pei Muchen saw that Zhong Yinian's face was not unusual, and then he realized that he had been tricked.

"It's fine."

The words fell, and he turned to leave.

The little black man in his heart has already exploded, okay, Zhong Yinian, you have the guts, if you don't teach you a lesson, you don't know that the sky is high.

In the office, a special assistant who was abandoned there looked desperate, reached out and took out his mobile phone to dial Ouyang Yunyi's number.

"Do you know what time it is?" On the other end of the phone, there was the roar of an injured person.

"Ouyang, I'm finished."

Mo Yang ignored Ouyang Yunyi's anger, his face was heavy.

Ouyang Yunyi on the other side of the phone was stunned, reached out and turned on the light on the bedside, An Yue on the right hand moved uncomfortably, turned over and changed a position and continued to fall asleep.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that An Yue was woken up, Ouyang Yunyi lowered his voice and cared, after all, everyone is a brother who was born and died.

"I offended a woman and she ......"

"Toot-toot-toot-"

Mo Yang looked at the phone in a daze and hung up!?