Good Morning, Dear

Cheng Qingyao kept telling herself.

She came to Morse's work.

She came to Mo's work just to save Niannian.

Mo Li's everything has nothing to do with her, nothing to do with her, nothing to do with

"Cheng Qingyao, what have you been sitting here muttering?" Zhang Yangfei walked behind her. He could hear her muttering, but he couldn't hear what she was saying.

Cheng Qingyao was so frightened that she quickly shut up and stood up from her seat: "I didn't mutter anything! I'm whispering some important documents and some complex data. What? What are you looking for me?"

Zhang Yangfei believed her when he saw that she didn't seem to lie, and handed over the itinerary in his hand: "This is president Mo's itinerary for this week. I've arranged it for you today, and you'll do it tomorrow. Pay attention to the last column, which says that there will be an entertainment tomorrow night. Entertainment requires a female partner, and the candidate for the female partner should be determined today. President Mo thinks it's no problem. He will send a driver to pick up the female partner tomorrow, buy dresses, make-up, etc."

Cheng Qingyao's mouth is open in an "O" shape. She didn't expect to meet his harem so soon? But it doesn't matter. She came to Mo's to work to save Niannian, not to have an affair with his children.

She took the itinerary and nodded heavily, "can you tell me what the entertainment theme is tomorrow?"

"It's a business dinner."

"Business friends dinner?"

"The scale of the never night city is very large. It needs a large number of businesses to stay and manufacturers to supply. The business friends dinner tomorrow night is said to be a dinner. In fact, Mo always wants to choose some partners, but only some people are invited to get together and choose in batches. Do you understand?"

Cheng Qingyao nodded: "gather in batches and select in batches. Finally, conduct an overall evaluation, and leave the most powerful and ambitious manufacturers and businesses to cooperate. That's what I mean!"

"Oh, this brain is really better than Tan Yeying's. It's opened!" Zhang Yangfei thought it would take a long time to explain. He didn't expect it to be clear at all. There was no communication barrier. He was very happy and smiled and reached out to touch her head.

It was such a coincidence that Mo Li suddenly opened the door and happened to bump into this scene. Zhang Yangfei smiled and touched her head. She was still laughing and sticking out her tongue, as if she enjoyed his touch.

This scene is super hot eyes. He walked over with a calm face and a cold voice: "Secretary Cheng, as your immediate boss, I kindly remind you that assistant Zhang has never been in the habit of washing his hands after shit."

"Pooh!" Ding Shanshan, who was drinking water, laughed and sprayed.

"..." Cheng Qingyao only felt that the joke was so cold. She also wanted to ask Zhang Yangfei, "you dug his ancestral grave. He's so black about you?"

"..." Zhang Yangfei's face was black and his facial features were embarrassed. Why didn't he wash his hands? How did he know he didn't wash his hands? Did they squat together or pull together?

Mo Li didn't care. He entered the room with a cup. Yes, he came out to fetch water. The new secretary was not qualified at all. He ignored him and served him tea. He wanted to die of thirst.

When he finished fetching water and passed them, he didn't forget to shake his head and Zi Zi's mouth: "it stinks. It stinks of dead shit."

"..." Cheng Qingyao wanted to fan him.

"..." Zhang Yangfei wanted to kick him.

They just thought about it, grinding their teeth and watching him enter the office. Unexpectedly, when he turned to close the door, another sentence came: "assistant Zhang, remember to send Secretary Cheng a bottle of good shampoo. You can't wash away oil and sweat stains, and you can't wash away the smell of excrement."

"..." Zhang Yangfei wanted to strike and rebel. He untied the buttons of his suit and put his hands on his hips to fight with him. Unexpectedly, he was shameless. He suddenly closed the door and blocked his anger in his throat.

Zhang Yangfei was so angry that Cheng Qingyao came out to comfort him: "don't pay attention to him. He is so neurotic."

"He didn't do this before..."

"Neuroticism is like this. It happens intermittently. Don't pay attention to him. You have to pay attention to him. You are neuroticism."

"..." Zhang Yangfei is confused again. Is this to persuade him or block him? No matter what, Mo Li is gnashing his teeth behind the door. Smelly girl, who is nervous? Comfort Zhang Yangfei and pay Zhang Yangfei?

"Well, well, don't be angry. Let's continue talking. You say, how many people will there be at the party tomorrow?" Cheng Qingyao quickly took the topic away.

Zhang Yangfei is also a person who loves work. When he said something serious, his anger suddenly dissipated. He began to talk to him again: "about twelve, it is estimated that he will come."

"Will they bring a girlfriend?"

"Definitely not."

"Why not? In the past, when I was in kg group, guests had their own female partners..."

"That's kg group. Now it's Mo's group. You should know that Mo is always very generous. Every time after dinner, he will do all-round washing, brushing, oil massage and other special services. You say, if they bring a female partner, how can they have fun?"

"..." Cheng Qingyao nodded: "yes, Mo is such a romantic person that he won't miss the opportunity to play. He's embarrassed to play alone, so he organized a group to play. Assistant Zhang, how about I arrange sister Tiantian for him?"

Zhang Yangfei thought and nodded and said, "she's very interesting. She'll find an excuse to leave on the way. It won't affect Mo's playing outside."

Cheng Qingyao knows. Take this and go in to find Mo Li. Mo Li didn't feel good, but half his face turned blue: "tomorrow's entertainment is called entertainment, which is actually a test of people's hearts. Sweet, she is very important to me, and it's impossible to have such an occasion."

"Who do you want to take?" Cheng Qingyao searched in her mind. Sister Tiantian can't, and Lin xiner can't. Ma Yanyan has the same reason. Apart from these three people, who else can send? Miss Lin? Miss Zeng? Miss Zhao? Miss Xu?

Mo Li knocked on the table and interrupted her meditation: "you accompany me to attend, sit next to me and observe them, and record everything I can't see and don't see."

The implication is that she is not important to him. She is very suitable to attend this occasion!

Cheng Qingyao understood. According to what Tan Yeying said, she accepted with a smile: "OK, I will do my job as a secretary and keep all the people who participate in the entertainment in mind."

"Call the restaurant and tell it that there are twelve young ladies in the elegant room tomorrow night. You can meet such a standard." Mo Li gave her a bad look. Just now he scolded him for being neurotic. He dared to say that he was romantic and that he took the group to play with women.

that 's ok!

OK!

That's called playing. Show her!

Cheng Qingyao agreed, but on second thought, he felt wrong: "Twelve merchants, plus the president, are thirteen. Now it's called twelve little sisters. Do you want the president or is the president otherwise prepared?"

Mo Li has an iron green face and sharp eyes, just like a knife quenched with ice. Each light is cold and hard: "what did you do with me? Did you support rice with me? My food doesn't support idle people! Cheng Qingyao, listen to me, I have you is enough..."