Hey, I'm Leaving Again

Muyun followed Mo Qianxing into the office and closed the door. Muyun opened and asked, "President Mo, why are you doing this?"

Mo Qianxing sat on the sofa chair, crossed his fingers, smiled at the corners of his mouth, smacked and said, "this is a reward for your hard work in recent times. At the same time, if something like today happens again in the future, you can use your equity to press these old guys."

The twilight cloud opens its mouth and cannot speak.

Those in the company are a group of mercenaries. She is really embarrassed today, but they are right. She is just a small secretary and can't replace Mo Qianxing. Now Mo Qianxing transfers the stock right to her in public to help her out. He gives out the evil spirit and thinks about her in the future. Mu Yun feels a little shaken and feels that Mo Qianxing is like the charcoal fire in the cold room when he was a child, which is extremely warm.

Twilight cloud's eyes twinkled slightly, and returned to the usual cold and unsmiling appearance.

"President Mo, there is a large party for you to attend this Saturday, that is, tomorrow. In the past few months, it was announced that you were ill. If you don't want to go, I will..."

"Go!" before Muyun finished, he was interrupted by Mo Qian's punishment.

"OK!" Twilight cloud got an answer and said, "is there anything else about Mo?"

Mo Qian waved his hand: "no, you're busy first."

"Yes!" Twilight cloud walked out of Mo Qianxing's office. It seems that the president has recovered, perked up and managed the company.

In the villa, song Ran is repairing the flower branches by herself.

"Ranran!" Song ran looks up and it's Qi Jun. Every time Qi Jun comes to song ran, he always hears his voice before seeing him.

Qi Jun walked in with a cheerful step, smiling on his face.

Seeing his happy appearance, song ran couldn't help asking him, "what's so happy?"

Qi Jun sat down on the white rattan chair next to him. The corner of his mouth tilted: "Guess!"

Seeing the servant behind Qi Jun carrying a Chanel paper bag, song ran guessed a few points in her heart, but didn't say anything: "don't sell the key, just say it."

Qi junchong waved to the servant behind him and motioned song ran to open it with his eyes.

Song ran puts down her pruning tool, picks up the wet towel handed over by the servant next to her, wipes her hand, and takes over the gift box, but she is not in a hurry to open it. She turns her head and stares at Qi Jun thoughtfully, but Qi Jun is more anxious than her. She urges: "what are you waiting for, silly Ranran, open it quickly."

Song ran takes out a gift box from the paper bag. After unpacking, a black dress lay in the exquisite gift box. Song ran unfolded the dress. Without redundant decoration and collocation, the design of sling and simple and generous founder design are deeply favored by song ran.

"How's it going? Do you like it?" Qi Jun was like a child begging for praise, with expectation and anxiety in his eyes.

"You have a good eye," Song ran nodded.

Hearing song Ran's words, Qi Jun's eyes suddenly lit up., He said excitedly, "then put it on and let me see. Go."

Song ran was quite helpless. She smiled and shook her head. "Don't you want to harvest a surprise tomorrow?"

Qi Jun was stunned, then nodded with tacit approval: "then according to Ranran's words."

The birds were singing happily on the branches outside. Song ran sat in front of the mirror and let the stylists around him swing around. Qi Jun made a fuss and sent her two stylists, saying that he would let song ran dominate the crowd at the party tonight.

Song ran felt funny, but she couldn't bear to live up to his wishes, so she had to accept it.

Song ran learned the dress of etiquette and appearance since he was a child. This is something that a senior noble must learn. But she is lazy. Every time she attends a banquet, she pulls her scattered hair at will and puts on a visible dress.

Even if so casual, song ran will still become the focus of the crowd every time she appears.

Song ran sat in his chair drowsy, stylist adjusted for an afternoon, and finally got ready for an hour before the party began.

Qi Jun parked his car at the door of the villa, wearing a treasure blue suit, leaning in front of the car, waiting for song ran to come out.

After raising her hand several times to look at the watch, song ran finally came out. Although she had long expected that it would be beautiful, Qi Jun was stunned when she came out. The design of the sling revealed song Ran's slender white and tender arms, and the H-shaped version made song ran more tall.

She wore a diamond necklace of just the right size around her neck. In the past, her loose hair was tied in a bun behind her head, revealing her slender and beautiful neck. He wore a black hat decorated with feathers and gauze.

The carefully painted makeup sets off her bright eyes and teeth.

Song Ran is like a noble and elegant black swan.

"What's the matter? Isn't it good-looking?" Song ran asked Qi Jun, looking at Qi Jun's stupidity.

Qi Jun returned to his senses and quickly waved his hand, "no, no! It's very beautiful!"

Song ran covered her mouth with a giggle and walked to the co pilot.

Qi Jun drove out a sports car today. Song ran asked him anxiously, "is your body really all right?"

Qi Jun pretended to be angry and shouted, "Hey, you underestimate me."

Song ran shrugged and said no.

The sports car swaggered through the street and made a loud noise. Song ran grabbed the seat belt tightly. She suddenly thought: if Qi Jun wasn't ill, with his stubborn character, I'm afraid no one in city a could get him.

Qi Jun directly stepped on the accelerator to the end, but ten minutes later, he arrived at the place where the party was held.

When stopping, song ran sees Mo Qianxing's car not far away. Her originally happy smile suddenly stops. She clatters in her heart, like missing a shot.

Qi junshun looked at her, and his expression became dignified.

"Let's go," Qi Jun detoured to the other side and opened the door for song ran.

Tonight's party is very large. Everyone who can rank well in China has come. The party is still selected in the club with the highest building in the city, but it is different from last time. Today, the venue is twice as large, there are many luxury cars in front of the club, and many big guys in the business community have come today.

When entering the door, men and women entered separately. They could enter only after searching by pressing the key. A special person was scanning carefully with a scanning instrument. Song Ran's handbag was turned over and even the bun tied on his head was pinched several times.

Song ran was surprised by the unprecedented momentum.

Countless people have attended banquets since childhood, but song Ran has never seen such a grand party several times.

With some uneasiness in mind, song ran carefully stood at the corner waiting for Qi Jun, with a handbag hanging on her wrist, and looked straight ahead. Before she could come to Qi Jun, a familiar figure came into sight. Song ran immediately lowered her head and covered her face with a big hat brim for fear that she would be recognized by Mo Qian.

Song ran lowered her head and listened to the man's footsteps from far to near. Her heart mentioned to her throat. Suddenly, when she came to song ran, the footsteps stopped