Evil Young Army: Girl, you've been arrested!

Chapter 378 Is there any plan to close the door
"Is your advertising company planning to close down?"

Ignoring the joking voice on the other end of the phone, the moment Mo Ziyan opened his mouth, the words came straight to his face, and the face of the person on the other end of the phone, who was originally teasing, froze for a moment.

"What do you mean by that? Who came up with the idea of ​​my advertising company? Are you impatient? Have you heard anything?"

"I think you should take good care of your crappy advertising company if you have time, don't recruit everyone for me, and you will be at ease when it closes down!"

Mo Ziyan's tone, with a gnashing of teeth and a vicious taste, made the person on the other end of the phone look puzzled and confused.

The meaning of this Young Master Mo's words, and listening to the tone, why do you feel that he is the one who thought of shutting down his advertising company?
After hanging up the phone, the person who had been scolded for no reason immediately dialed the internal number and went directly to his personal secretary to inquire about the situation.

"There's nothing wrong with that. Although we have recruited new people recently, they are all pretty good people."

Looking at the materials under his hand, he was puzzled and muttered.

The deeply furrowed brow was stunned when he saw the inch photo on the newly opened resume page.

"I, I, my God..."

Scanning the name column at a glance, looking at the name on the name column, and then looking at the resume, the eyes opened wider and wider, and the expression on the face became more and more excited.

"My god, am I right? Is this Misu? Is this Misu? Am I not dazzled?"

The whole situation was agitated by that photo and that name.

With an expression of disbelief, he took the information in his hand to the secretary, and asked again and again.

It seemed that the situation in front of him felt unbelievable and exciting, as if a dry desert had suddenly turned into an oasis with his own eyes.

"General Manager, yes, yes, it's Misu."

The secretary was obviously frightened by his general manager's appearance, and suddenly became stuttering.

"Oh, oh, oh..." Hearing the affirmative answer, someone immediately calmed down, but the expression on his face was still full of excitement and happiness that couldn't be concealed no matter what.

Rubbing his chin with one hand, he shook his head in disbelief and surprise.

The facial expressions that had no superfluous expressions at first became colorful all of a sudden.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it."

"I, Yi Chenhao, have been thinking about it and looking forward to it for so many years. I originally thought that it would take the next life for Queen Ling to work under him. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it."

"Look, I know it. It's much more useful to open an advertising company in Zurich than to open a bank. Look, look, I'm capable."

That's right, the person who was scolded head-on by Mo Ziyan, the owner of the company that Misu decided to join after thousands of choices was none other than Mr. Yi, Yi Chenhao.

He really didn't expect to kill him, but a small advertising company established in Zurich on a whim back then would realize a dream he had been dreaming for so many years.

Missu, Heather Ling, Dong Ling, Madam Mo.

What a mighty, domineering and classy person that is, and now he actually works in his company, no wonder he is so angry, and his tone is so bad, no wonder, no wonder.

Touching his clean chin, he fantasized about Mo Ziyan's furious appearance, and Misu's appearance as his subordinate, she would not dare to go west when he told her to go east.

Just thinking about it, Yi Chenhao felt that the blood in his whole body was boiling.

"Quick, go and book me a ticket to Zurich."

"Yes."

"No, wait, it's too late to book a flight, helicopter, prepare a helicopter for me immediately, I'm going to Zurich!"

After giving an order, Yi Chenhao, who was no longer in the mood to wait even for the plane, sent the good news to his private circle of friends.

I couldn't wait to get on the helicopter and went straight to Zurich without saying anything.

On the other side in Zurich, she was still trying to restrain her temper, obediently doing her handyman there.

After striving for a one-month internship, Misu, who officially took the position of business supervisor, had no idea that some people could no longer bear her suffering.

There was already a phone call that disrupted the relatively 'easy' situation.

"Hey, I didn't notice it just now, but the bag of that 'Number One Virus' seems to have changed again."

In the customer department, after a period of time that was extremely busy before, the originally low-pressure department has newly joined Misu, a character for their entertainment, and everyone has become active all of a sudden.

Clothes, shoes, accessories, bags... have always been topics that never go out of fashion in women's circles.

A group of young white-collar workers, the favorite thing to do is to marry into a wealthy family, have a huge independent cloakroom, rich men, countless servants to serve, and the dream of spending endless money like flowing water.

They don't have the ability or the money to buy those top-notch luxuries, but they always like to dream of embracing them.

There are countless women who can't eat it, but have developed a pair of poisonous eyes.

"What's so special about changing bags? My clothes and shoes at home, if you don't carry heavy ones for a month, there is no problem."

The topic that was brought up with some novelty was despised by the woman on the side with a look of disdain.

"Tch, that's not the key point, okay?" The woman rolled her eyes, and finally turned to her colleague next to her excitedly: "The one she memorized today seems to be the LV global limited edition in the magazine."

"Wow, is it real or fake? LV global limited edition?!"

As soon as these words came out, there were countless voices of envy, and those pairs of eyes couldn't help but glance at Misu's desk.

"I don't know, anyway, I saw it once in a magazine, and then I was blinded by the price."

"Tch, what is a limited edition? I think it's a pirated edition."

The woman looked like Xizi was holding her heart, and as soon as she said the words, Lezi on the side satirized her back with a look of disdain.

"Lezi, don't say that, I think that 'number one virus' might be a little money."

"That's right. I never told you that the dress she wore when she first came to apply for the job seemed to be the latest Chanel style."

"Yes, yes, I always feel that I have seen the clothes she is wearing today."

"Have you ever seen it before? Now there are few imitations, A-grade brand names. I have a lot of them at home. Hermes bags, Chanel clothes..."

As if the focus of dissatisfaction with everyone was on a newcomer, Lezi interrupted the discussions of those people with an arrogant look.

With her chin raised high, her haughty tone seemed like a high and mighty goddess waiting to be worshiped by everyone.

(End of this chapter)