Love Report: My Dear Mr.Qin

An Qingyang held this meeting for a long time. From Su Mo called him next to the bus to that she had handled everything and was ready for work.

Turning on the computer, Su Mo carefully thumbed through the information, mainly about some policies and rules of the foreign company.

The foreign company is headquartered in the United States and has branches in various countries. The distribution of Companies in China has only begun to be established in the last year.

At present, the main person in charge is an Qingyang. It can also be said that an Qingyang has monopolized half of the sky and his power can not be underestimated.

Similarly, this foreign company has been ranked on many different lists within one year of its development in China. The comprehensive strength ranks fourth, just like a dark horse.

Su Mo looked at the list of enterprises' comprehensive strength unbelievably. There was no doubt that the first place was Qin's group, but Su's group was in the third place, still ahead of the foreign enterprises in charge of an Qingyang.

Dragging the mouse down slowly, Su Mo didn't even know what she was thinking. But now there is a very strong question in my heart. Why does Su group rank so high?

As long as people who know the market know, Su's group is just an empty shell. It was completely hollowed out three years ago. Now... The end of the crossbow.

But this ranking is indeed officially released. There can be no other moths. What's the problem?

"What are you looking at? So serious!"

The man's gentle voice sounded, and then the familiar breath came to his face.

Su Mo raised his head in a panic, and then looked at an Qingyang. The atmosphere suddenly calmed down and was suddenly embarrassed.

After about three seconds of reaction time, Su Mo finally stood up from the soft leather chair and spoke.

"Mr. an, I'm here to report to you today. I'm sorry I was late because I had a problem this morning! I hope you don't mind. I promise I won't happen again in the future!"

Su Mo, as a staff member, explained his behavior very seriously and apologized.

However, the man opposite didn't put it in his heart. He looked at Su Mo's completely plain face, with a bit of pale color, and his eyes were slightly swollen.

"Lai Lai, you didn't sleep well last night? What's the matter with your illness? Didn't I let you keep it at home? I'm not in a hurry for work. I'll keep the position for you all the time."

Su Mo listened to these words and always felt that the last position was a pun.

Is it the position above work or the position in your heart? For a moment, Su Mo shook her mind, but reason prompted her to wake up and return to work as soon as possible.

"Thank you for your concern. I'm fine now! I drank a little wine last night because I was so happy. Is there anything I need to do now?"

Solemnly answering the questions, Su Mo almost penetrated the position of assistant completely, and it was also rigid to do it directly.

An Qingyang listened to the woman one by one. He was very uncomfortable and frowned slightly.

"Lai Lai, do you have to?"

"President an, it's working time now. You'd better call me assistant Su or call me Su Mo directly. Otherwise, it's bad for others to see. We're just a simple relationship between superiors and subordinates."

Su Mo continues to tactfully ask the question of address, and has asked an Qingyang this question more than once. Now they are just ordinary friends. Such a intimate address is not suitable for each other.

His eyes fell on Su Mo's cautious face. An Qingyang suddenly felt a little irritable and loosened his tie.

"Su Mo, are we just the relationship between superiors and subordinates? Now we can't even be friends?"

Hehe sneered twice, and then waited for the woman's answer.

An Qingyang clearly knows that he just uses her and has no feelings for her, but now it's... Uncomfortable to hear a woman say such a decisive word.

Like a long-awaited gift, it slowly sank into the lake without a bubble or a circle of ripples.

In a word, an Qingyang is probably nothing in Su Mo's heart now. At least that's what an Qingyang thinks.

After asking questions, an Qingyang didn't wait for an answer. Looking at Su Mo's slowly drooping head, he felt that he was making trouble for her.

In the eyes of the public, the gentle president an suddenly felt a little embarrassed and fled back to his office.

Just across a glass door, an Qingyang could see Su Mo browsing the computer screen as soon as he looked up. His eyes became deep, recalling the picture of his sister's loss of life.

He made a very important decision in his heart. An Qingyang clenched his fist, and his finger joints were blue and white, as if he wanted to insert each finger into the palm of his hand.

An Qingyang picked up his mobile phone and found Su Mo's way of communication.

The extremely patient man, with his slender fingertips, jumped gently on the mobile phone screen.

[Lai Lai, since you don't want me to call you like that, I can always send a text message! Now please come in and I'll arrange a task for you.]

However, Su Mo is struggling with one thing at this time. How did she get back to the Qin family last night? What happened after getting drunk?

And... Where the hell has Yaozi gone? Did Su Mo have a relationship with Qin Yang?

I don't know anything. Su Mo has a headache.

She was about to pick up her cell phone to send a text message to Yaozi, but she heard the ringing tone of the text message and the notes jumping on the screen.

Su Mo took a puzzled look at an Qingyang with only a glass door across. The man shook his mobile phone in the air with a smile in the corners of his eyes.

In any case, it was impossible to guess the man's psychological activities. Su Mo had a big head for a while, gently rubbed the center of his eyebrows with the palm of his hand, and clicked on the notes that had been jumping all the time.

Finally, Su Mo looked up again and found that an Qingyang was still looking at her and seemed to be waiting for her reply.

The woman stood up, sorted out her clothes, put her mobile phone on her desk, and then walked into an Qingyang's office.

Gently push open the glass door with his hand. Su Mo's eyes are opposite to him. He shows a calm mood from inside to outside, and there is nothing wrong.

Su Mo stood at his desk and nodded slightly.

The woman seemed unable to understand other people's intentions and almost completely took out the respectful attitude of her subordinates to her boss.

"President an, what can I do for you?"

An Qingyang's just stretched eyebrows wrinkled again. Looking at Su Mo's low head, he took a deep breath and recovered his mood.

"What's for lunch today?"

Obviously, this sentence doesn't express a clear meaning. Su Mo finally raised his head and cast doubt in his eyes.

"Excuse me, what do I eat? Or what do you eat?"

"Let me ask a question in another way. What shall we eat this noon? As an assistant, we should have dinner with the boss. This is our rule all the time!"

After all, an Qingyang has been with Su Mo for so long and knows where her weakness is. At the critical time, she still has to take out her killer mace and threaten Su Mo with her weakness.