Lucky One becomes Unlucky

"Nanmo Electronics Group, CEO of mosong, has 361 branches and factories, mainly engaged in electronic products..." Feng Heng quietly told Qian Zhaozhao the general situation of the company.

Qian Zhaozhao quickly uses her mobile phone to record. Feng Heng covers her mobile phone with his hand: "don't remember these. The most important thing for you now is to learn to observe people and things."

Qian Zhaozhao nodded and put away his mobile phone. They entered the hall of the company one by one. The front desk saw that they came to receive them immediately, glanced at Qian Zhaozhao and respectfully led them to the president's office.

Along the way, Qian Zhaozhao found that due to the different main business, the office area here is not very big. However, judging from the company's office supplies, the interior decoration items are similar to Huizhi.

No wonder others say that in a city, only Mohism can compare with Huizhi.

It's just that Mohist and Fengjia are cooperative companies.

"Mr. Mo, Mr. Feng is here."

"Ask him in."

When they arrived at the president's office, Qian Zhaozhao was invited to the reception room and waited, but did not see Mo song.

In her spare time, she took the pamphlet beside her, which contained pictures of cooperation between Mohist and other companies over the years, including Feng Jia.

Among them, the most striking one is the one in the middle. There are many senior executives of Huizhi group, including Feng Xu. On the other side, the representative of Mohist school is a young man who is not inferior to Feng Heng's temperament. Beside the man, a gentle girl is holding his elbow.

Qian Zhaozhao remembers that this woman is murisi who had dinner with Feng Heng yesterday.

It is self-evident that Mo Yanjing, the general manager of Mohist school, is a man who can see the head but not the tail. It is said that the ability of Feng Heng is equal to that of others, but he has been suppressed by his father Mo song.

There was a knock on the door behind her. Qian Zhaozhao turned around and saw that Meredith was standing at the door. The secretary next to her said two words and left.

At the moment, Meredith was dressed in a simple and elegant dress with long black hair on her shoulders and a goose face. Her pretty eyebrows were bent, and I felt pity for her.

"Hello, Zhaozhao." Her white hand reached out to Qian Zhaozhao. "We've seen it before, at a seaside banquet."

Qian Zhaozhao looks at the white swan like murisi in front of her and politely holds it back. However, murisi suddenly takes her hand back and turns to look out.

"Brother Feng Heng, have you finished talking with dad?"

Feng Heng came over and nodded carelessly.

Qian Zhaozhao awkwardly took back his hand, feeling inexplicable.

"Is it time to treat me to dinner?" Mo Ruixi said with a smile, turned to look at Qian Zhaozhao, "by the way, there is Zhaozhao!" Then she went to Qian Zhaozhao and naturally took her hand.

Qian Zhaozhao is not used to being directly held by strangers and pulling out his own hand.

"I'm sorry, I thought it was more intimate," she said

"Nothing." Qian returned.

Three people out of the company together, Mo Ruixi has been very close to Feng Heng, all the way to discuss with him about recent cooperation projects, Qian Zhaozhao walk behind, simply can't catch up.

When she arrived at the restaurant, morrissy presented the menu to Qian Zhaozhao in a hostess's manner: "Zhaozhao, look what you like to eat. The food here used to be what my brother Feng Heng and I used to eat."

Qian Zhaozhao took the menu and looked at Feng Heng: "really, why didn't you tell me?"

She used to fight with Yeya secretly, but this is something that murisi has to say. She can't hear it.

Feng Heng saw that Qian Zhaozhao was jealous. He couldn't help laughing and looked calm: "is this kind of thing very important?"

Qian Zhaozhao is very satisfied with Feng Heng's answer. He looks at Mo Ruixi on purpose: "of course it doesn't matter, does it, Miss Mo?"

Mo Rui Xi chuckled: "Zhao Zhao, you can't be jealous just now. Brother Feng Heng and I have been playing since childhood. He is just like my brother. Don't think about it."

The implication is: Qian Zhaozhao, you are so mean. I'll take Feng Heng as my brother. How can you be jealous?

Qian Zhaozhao secretly clenched his teeth, forced a smile on his lips, and poked the foie gras on the plate: "Miss Mo, you think so much."

One side of the face of the cold Feng Heng, the corners of the mouth inadvertently see Yang Yang.

Qian Zhaozhao just caught his smile and glared at Feng Heng. He didn't want to play with Mo Ruixi any more and said, "I'll go to the bathroom."

When she left, murisi murmured to herself, "the light makeup Zhaozhao painted today is really beautiful, but I can't..."

Her tone is full of loss, a plain white good-looking face, distressing.

Feng Heng took a calm look at her and replied politely, "the body is important."

Morrissy pursed her lips, her hands on her knees, and her dress.

"Brother Feng Heng, may I ask you a question?"

Feng Heng puts down the tableware in his hand and looks at Mo Ruixi.

"If my brother had agreed to our marriage, wouldn't you and I be so strange now?" Mo Rui Qian peeps into Feng Heng's deep eyes, from which she can't read a trace of affection.

Feng Heng wiped his hand with the meal paper and stood up: "Feng and Mo have never had a cooperative relationship."

His answer was clear enough that there was no affair between him and Meredith.

Morrissy stood up and looked at him. "If my father mentioned marriage again, would you agree?"

"Miss Mo, I have a fiancee." Feng Heng looks at Qian Zhaozhao, who is not far away. He steps towards her.

Qian Zhaozhao didn't expect that she would run into such an embarrassing scene as soon as she came back. Mo Ruixi was really anxious. As soon as she left, she couldn't wait to confess. Who just said that she was only Feng Heng's brother?

She hasn't recovered, but Feng Heng has quietly grasped her wrist and brought her into the car.

Morrissy watched them leave, her chest undulating and her face turning white. She quickly took the medicine in her bag and took it.

When Qian Zhaozhao returns home, he is happy and worried about Feng Heng's ruthless rejection of Mo Ruixi.

"Isn't it bad for you to refuse her like this? What if she doesn't agree with Huizhi's cooperation with namo? "

Feng Heng see her worry, can't help teasing her: "then I now and her apology, said, willing to consider."

"You dare!" Qian Zhaozhao's face turned red.

Feng Heng's mouth Rose: "in this case, you should believe me. Even if a project is lost, it's not painful for Huizhi."

Qian Zhaozhao nodded: "I believe you."

Just at this time, Feng Heng received a call from his grandmother.

Let Qian Zhaozhao and him go back to Feng's home. Qian Zhaozhao thinks of Wu Long who was pregnant before and thinks it's time to apologize to Feng's grandmother.