Lucky wife: let me spoil you, girl

She didn't have a lot of information assigned to her in the company a few days ago, but she didn't have a lot of information assigned to her the next day.

At least she graduated from a famous university. All these can't defeat her. It's very easy to do, not as difficult as she imagined.

"Gentle, don't always let you go to his office!" Wenwan was drawing a picture, when suddenly someone called her name behind her.

"Mr. Mo? OK! "

Wen Wan just left the design department, and all kinds of discussions were heard.

"It seems that her relationship with Mr. Mo is really unusual. When did Mr. Mo find a small staff like us? The things of the design department were discussed by the director in the conference room, and there was no private discussion."

"What is the relationship between this gentleness and President Mo? Is it really that kind of relationship? "

"It's possible that it's true. I heard that President Mo has broken up with sister CC, so the director has such a big temper this time. It's not pleasing to everyone."

"Is WenWan president Mo's new girlfriend?"

"I think it's possible." There was a lot of discussion in the office, and gentle walked to the door of the president's office with pain and anxiety.

The Secretary at the door took a gentle look and said in a flat tone, "Miss Wen, Mo is always waiting for you inside."

"Well, thank you!"

Gently knocked on the door a few times, and there came a voice without any emotion: "come in."

"Mr. Mo, are you looking for me?" Gentle looking at the man who doesn't even lift his head in front of his desk, he feels inexplicably nervous.

For a while, Mo Qingqiu raised his head and stared at Wen Wan without turning his eyes. Wen Wan was uncomfortable when he looked directly at her without avoiding.

She looked up and down at her clothes. Is there something wrong with her dress today?

"Mr. Mo, what can I do for you?" Gentle spoke again. She thought Mo Qingqiu was very impolite. How can she stare at others like this.

"Sit down and relax. I'm just looking for you to know something!"

"Yes!" Mildly and nervously, she sat on the sofa and was stared at by Mo Qingqiu, which made her feel like being spied by hunters.

Mo Qingqiu looked at the gentle and nervous hands and feet without place, took a sip of coffee, and raised a strange smile on his mouth.

"I heard that Miss Wen graduated from the imperial fashion university?"

"Yes!"

"Is there any masterpiece?"

"No... no!"

"Have you ever won an international award?"

"Neither... Nor!"

Mo Qingqiu continued to ask, "where was Miss Wen before? Did you have your own design team?"

"I... I have children since I graduated, so I've been at home and haven't worked. I came out to work a while ago and designed in a small garment factory!" The more she spoke, the more she blushed. She felt that she didn't deserve that much salary.

But what she can be sure is that the design drafts attached to her resume are all her own original works, which she is not guilty of.

"Mr. Mo, i... the design drafts I drew when I submitted my resume were all my own original, without any plagiarism and reference. Although I don't have much experience, I believe I can design excellent works."

"What are you talking about?" Mo Qingqiu pointed to the trash can beside the table.

She saw her design draft at a gentle glance, and her face changed at that time. Her hard-working works were so randomly waiting in the trash can. She really didn't respect people, and her heart was greatly hurt.

"Inexplicably, what do you mean?"

"Isn't my meaning obvious? Are those things you draw called design? I thought it was a children's painting! " Mo Qingqiu is merciless and hurtful.

The gentle face humiliated by him turned blue and white for a while. She tried to restrain her emotions. It took her whole life to resist throwing the water in front of her on the man's face.

"Mr. Mo, since you don't like the works designed by me, why do you invite me? Is it to humiliate me? "

"Humiliation? Do you think it's humiliation? "

"I've never humiliated anyone. I'm telling the truth."

"If you think what I said is humiliating, you can compare with an intern of the company to see which of you has designed a better work?"

"Miss Wen, don't be angry. I'm just telling the truth. In addition, I'll give you another word. If you don't want to be underestimated, speak with strength. Don't let your temper exceed your ability!"

"I......" the gentle one who was taught a lesson had nothing to say. Although Mo Qingqiu's words were ugly, what he said was really the truth.

Her design is not as good as that of the company's interns, and she really doesn't have much strength.

She can't allow others to tell the truth because she doesn't like listening to the truth. She doesn't have this right.

After calming his mood for a while, he said calmly, "thank you for your advice. I will abide by the teachings of President Mo and strive to make my ability better than my temper."

"It seems that Miss Wen is a sensible person."

"There's nothing wrong. Miss Wen can get busy with her work."

Mildly relieved, nodded and went out, but when she came to the door, she suddenly stopped and asked, "Mr. Mo, since you don't approve of my design, why do you hire me with a high salary?"

"Or is someone behind you asking you to do this?" Wenwan is basically sure that Mo Qingqiu is not the one who dug her up.

Because he didn't appreciate her talent at all, he saw disgust and disdain in his eyes. Therefore, the reason why he took a fancy to her design and paid a high salary was untenable.

Is it really what Tang Mochen arranged behind his back?

Have the two competing companies cleared up their differences or cooperated?

Mo Qingqiu was slightly stunned by the gentle words. Didn't she know that it was the chairman's intention that she could enter the company?

To tell you the truth, if it weren't for the pressure of the chairman, he really didn't want to recruit a waste that couldn't design into the company, and he had to pay a high salary of 1.5 million a year.

Isn't she the chairman's lover?

It seems that he needs to find out what's going on in the middle.

"The man behind me? I don't quite understand what Miss Wen means? "

"Who do you think ordered me to do it? Or does Miss Wen know a big man? "

Wen Wan directly asked, "did president Tang arrange it like this?"

"President Tang? Which president Tang? " Mo Qingqiu looks confused and forced. It seems that things are a little more complicated than he imagined.

Why is there another president Tang?

Mildly looking at Mo Qingqiu's confused expression, he seems to have no idea who Tang Mochen is, or his acting skills are too good.

It's not him. Who is it?

Wen Wan wanted to continue asking. Mo Qingqiu suddenly changed her face: "Miss Wen, I invited you to work, not to gossip. Do you understand?"

"I..."