"Mr. Mo, do you want me to chase Miss Wang back and explain it to her. It's all my fault, I took the initiative to massage Mr. Mo, it's all my fault. I went to ask Miss Wang for forgiveness, as long as she reconciles with you, I am willing to resign, and I will never appear in front of you and Miss Wang again. Mengluo looked at Mo Ji's loveless appearance, and knew that his heart was probably really sad.

But Mo Ji didn't have a word to blame Mengluo, which has always moved Mengluo very much.

"No need, Xiaomeng, what are you doing when you quit? The problem between me and Sisi was not caused by you. Today, even without you, there is no such thing as a massage. Sisi and I will explode sooner or later. ”

"But Mr. Mo, I can see that you still love her...... Otherwise, if you go after it, the woman is afraid of coaxing, if you chase and coax, Miss Wang will be fine. ”

"Forget it, I'm tired. Every time I quarreled, I made concessions, and this time, if she misunderstood, she misunderstood. I don't want to explain anymore, it's not necessary. She often thinks I'm out of tune with other women, and this time, I really don't want to say more. She hoped that her misunderstanding was true, and then I fulfilled her. ”

"Mr. Mo......"

Mengluo still wanted to argue again, although she was very happy when she saw Mo Ji and Wang Sisi quarreling. But I watched Mo Ji be so painful because of the quarrel. Her ambivalence made her a little unsure of what to do.

"Xiaomeng, don't talk about it, let's work. Are you hungry? I haven't eaten at noon, and it's past three o'clock, or you go eat first, and I'll keep busy." ”

"No, Mr. Mo, I'm not hungry, I'm your secretary now, I'm going to advance and retreat with you, let's work together, and when we're done, eat together?"

"Little dream, thank you. However, I don't know when I will be able to finish reviewing the manuscript at hand, and the time is pressing, so I must review the preliminary manuscript before tonight, and further select the final draft tomorrow. So, it's going to be hard today. You'd better go eat first, don't go hungry, maybe we'll have to work overtime tonight." ”

"No, Mr. Mo, don't say it, let's get to work. I'll be with you when you're ready to eat. ”

Mo Ji saw that he couldn't move his dreams, and he was a little moved. Even his secretary, at such a time, will definitely not treat herself badly, and run out to eat first. But Mengluo was willing to starve with him, and he smiled.

"Xiaomeng, then you look at the time, I'll finish reviewing the manuscript at hand, let's go out to eat together. ”

"Okay, Mr. Mo. ”

Mengluo sat back in his seat with joy in his heart, and sorted out the manuscript that Mo Ji had reviewed. His annotations on the original manuscript all need to be sorted out and classified by Mengluo, and then printed. Mengluo's work is not easy.

Looking at the time, I have long been forgotten by the dream......

I don't know how long it took, Mengluo heard Mo Jiji's stomach gurgling, and the sound was a little loud. She looked up at Mo Jiluo, who also happened to be a little embarrassed to look at Mengluo.

"Little dream, let's go eat. I just said that I forgot to eat, you see, my stomach protested. Mo Ji smiled at Mengluo.

"Well, good. Mengluo tidied up the somewhat messy table a little, and said to Mo Jiji, "Okay, Mr. Mo, what are we going to eat?"

"Well, what do you want to eat?"

"I think...... We still have a lot of things to do in a minute, just eat a little at the door of the company, what is fast, what we eat. ”

"Little dream, your character...... It's refreshing. "Mo Ji didn't expect Mengluo to make such a choice so neatly, if it were another girl, even if it wasn't crooked, at least it would be a choice. Dreams fall to be simple, straight to the point, in order to save time. The first look at the other side of the eye starts here.

According to the meaning of Mengluo, Mo Ji unceremoniously ordered two bowls of beef noodles in the restaurant next door to the company. It's delicious, fast, and hot and comfortable. Also, add a plate of braised beef. That's their lunch, oh no, next lunch. At this time, it was already past four o'clock.

At about half-past four, they ate delicious beef noodles.

When people are hungry, everything they eat is delicious. What's more, beef noodles are already delicious. Mengluo looked at Mo Ji and didn't care about the heat, so he picked up a chopstick and blew it indiscriminately on the side of his mouth, and ate it in a suck. I don't care about the image or anything.

Mengluo smiled, it turned out that Mo had such a side. So real, so unpretentious. He is no longer the kind of gentlemanly expression that is always gentlemanly, and he does not have that feeling of being superior. At this moment, there is no image of Mo Organic, which makes Mengluo have an unprecedented and cordial. In layman's terms, it is down-to-earth.

"Xiaomeng, aren't you eating?" Mo Ji found that Mengluo had been looking at him, the chopsticks in his hand were just on the bowl, but his hand did not move.

Mengluo said: "No, I eat it, but I feel a little hot, I want to see what method Mr. Mo used, you eat it if you are not afraid of being hot!" Mengluo said and laughed, this is actually a joke.

Mo Ji said very seriously: "You can clip a little less, it will be cold if you blow it, try it." ”

"Well, good. Mengluo followed what Mo Ji said, followed his example, picked the noodles high, gently blew on the noodles on the chopsticks, and then put the noodles in his mouth and chewed them.

"yes, so you can eat it. Mo had a sense of accomplishment that the church dream had fallen, and it was written triumphantly on his face.

"Yes, yes, you are right, you are right!" Mengluo smiled, how could she be so familiar with what she said? Isn't this what Meng Xingyun echoed when she slapped her ass all day long? Why did she say it to Mo Ji unconsciously.

Mo Ji smiled, lowered his head, and continued to eat.

Soon, they finished their noodles and sweated profusely.

Mo Ji paid the bill, Mengluo took out a tissue and handed it to him, Mo Ji took it and wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Mr. Mo, can I ask you a question?" Mengluo and Mo Ji talked as they walked towards the company.

"You ask!"

"You...... When I first ate noodles, why didn't I care so much about my image? Aren't you afraid of destroying your image in front of me?"

Mo Ji thought seriously for a moment and replied to her: "I actually didn't think about it, it seems that in front of you, I have never estimated the image ......."

Mengluo was a little stunned, she thought back to the first time she met Mo Jiji, until now. What he said seems to be true......