Chapter 69: On the Importance of Names
When Meng Xingyun and Brother Jie were barbecuing downstairs, Mengluo was sitting in Mo Jiji's office, replacing his secretary, busy with everything.
Why is she busy? Because in addition to going to the pantry to make coffee for Mo Ji twice, she went to print documents once in the morning. This kind of journey is east-west, and there are three trips in total. The rest of the time, he sat in his seat and was idle. Mo Ji didn't let Mengluo do anything serious at all, he worked all morning with his head down.
Mengluo secretly looked at Mo Organic, he was working hard, he was very handsome!
His brows were tightly knit, his expression was serious, and there was not the slightest hint of a smile. staring at the documents on the table, the pen in his hand, and scratching something from time to time. This kind of Mo will make people have a sense of distance. But Mengluo likes it, she likes everything about Mo Organic. Except for his girlfriend, whether he is angry, powerful, happy, sad, and dreams.
Occasionally, Mo had a chance to glance in the direction of Mengluo, and Mengluo quickly looked away in fright, pretending to be very serious looking at the empty desktop. Mo Ji will also immediately turn his head and continue to do his own thing.
At noon, Mo Ji finally raised his head, looked at Mengluo, who was still in a daze, and said with a smile: "Xiaomeng, let's eat together." β
Dream shyly replied and stood up slowly. She thought about it, no, it can't be like this, it will make Mo Ji feel very strange, she should eat with Mo Ji generously.
Mengluo put away her twist, raised her head, and smiled at Mo Jiji: "Mr. Mo, thank you for the invitation." However, Mr. Mo, you were reluctant to ask me to have a working meal with you before, so why did you say it to me so directly today. Mengluo deliberately asked Mo this question, which was a knot in her heart.
"It's nothing, you're a secretary now, of course you're going to have dinner with me. Before, it was just a personal relationship, and I didn't want Sisi to misunderstand, but now we are pure work. The so-called, gentleman is frank, of course I am direct. β
"Hehehe, Mr. Mo, you are really interesting. β
Mo Ji smiled: "Xiaomeng, you are interesting, you are the first person in the company to say that I am interesting." β
Mengluo listened to Mo Jiji's words and felt that he was a little abrupt. She grinned, "Mr. Mo, I didn't mean that." β
"It's okay, I know, everyone thinks I'm fierce, I'm usually a little more serious. But Xiaomeng, I'm not so serious in front of you. That's why you're saying such naughty things to me, aren't you?"
"Hmm......" Mengluo didn't expect Mo to have a chance to say this to her, she was a little overwhelmed, agreed, and waited for Mo Ji to continue.
"Actually, I'm not the serious person you see, and I can joke and laugh. It's just that the pressure of work is too much, and I'm used to doing things with a straight face. Xiaomeng, are you afraid of me?"
"Of course not, I never thought that Mr. Mo was very fierce~" Mengluo showed his neat row of little white teeth, and jumped in front of Mo Ji in a circle.
"Well, that's good. β
In the restaurant, Mo Ji ordered a few dishes, Mengluo didn't care at all, she just cared about being very open, no matter what she and Mo Ji ate, it was happy for her.
The restaurant is just across the road from the company and the whole dΓ©cor is simple and bright. Where glass can be used, there is absolutely no need for bricks. So, the whole restaurant gives a sense of transparency and can see a wide view outside. There are also green plant vines overhead, climbing. Home
A light wood-colored table and chair with a white tablecloth and a carnation in the middle.
Mo Ji and Mengluo sat face to face. Two people, neither of whom spoke, waited for the upcoming dish.
Time seems to have stopped moving forward, and the air is peaceful and quiet.
Mengluo lowered his eyelids, secretly raised his eyes to glance at Mo Ji from time to time, and then pretended to take a sip of the lemonade in the transparent glass on the table. The warm lemonade is fresh and refreshing, like the mood of a dream at this time.
Mo Ji looked through the screen window and watched the people coming and going outside. The entire wall is floor-to-ceiling glass, and in front of the glass, lace-like curtains hang down from the roof to the ground. Through the curtains, from afar, you can see everything outside. But if you want to see it carefully, you can't see anything. This kind of design makes people feel confused and detached.
Mengluo didn't know what Mo Ji was looking at, or, in his heart, what he was thinking......
For thousands of years, Mengluo has been looking forward to this moment, this is the scene she dreamed of, and today, it has finally come true. In addition to being happy and excited, the dream falls into my heart, and more is moved and grateful.
Not long ago, she was racking her brains about how to have a meal with Mo Jiji, but now, just because his secretary came home to get married, Mengluo could be so relaxed, natural and casual, and accompany the deep man in front of her to have lunch for a whole month.
This is not something she can imagine and arrange, all of this is arranged by God.
Although she is God, God also has her own destiny and mission. Mo is her fate in the world.
Mengluo sighed quietly, not knowing when the wheel of fate between her and Mo Ji would start to work...... Dream fall looks forward to a deeper moment between them.
"Xiaomeng, your name is very good, have you always called it that?" Mo Ji finally pulled his eyes back to the other side of the dining table from the outside, and landed on Mengluo's face.
Mengluo raised his head and also looked at this man in his thirties with some vicissitudes on his face.
"Hmm...... Of course I've always had that name. Mr. Mo, you're really funny~" Mengluo replied with a smile.
He also smiled slightly, "Yes, of course the name is fixed." Little dream, I have a screen name called Dream Flower Fall, also called Dream Fall. When I first saw your name, I was curious that there really was someone with this name. At that time, before you came to work, the HR department sent your information to my office, and after just one glance, it decided to keep you. Mo Ji said, showing a childlike smile, and Mengluo felt that he was smiling very cute.
"Mr. Mo, it seems that my name has helped me a lot~ hehe. Should I write an essay entitled "On the Importance of Choosing a Name?"
"Hehehe, naughty~"
Mo Ji smiled happily, he looked at Mengluo, and there was a rare tenderness in his eyes.