My first love with the boss

What kind of experience is it to meet a one night stand in an elevator?

Mu Wan turned his eyes and looked at the button.

Elevator, just get down a little faster.

Someone said.

"This is the president's special ladder. President Mo, do you know her?"

Mu Wan's heart stopped suddenly.

Do you know?

Not really!

The only in-depth understanding between them was in an unpleasant atmosphere.

Sure enough, Mo gradually glanced at Mu Wan indifferently, and his thin lips gently spit out three words: "I don't know!"

Mu Wan's ears were red. An invisible atmosphere separated her from the people around her. She was isolated.

Someone chuckled. "Now the little girl can think of any tricks to catch up with such an excellent elite as president mo. president Mo, isn't she the only one who goes to the president's special ladder?"

Mo gradually frowned, and the teasing and peeping in his words were disgusting. But mu Wan touched his bottom line. He said coldly, "she is the first to succeed in the world."

He made no secret of the irony in his words. When can anyone get on the president's ladder? Was the security guard downstairs bought off by this woman?

Mu Wan calmed down after too many indifferent words. She never lacked the ability of Jedi to fight back.

"Ding!" the floor where Mu Wan was going arrived.

She went out and turned around. Her eyes were calm but she never flinched. She looked at the ink gradually. Her voice was clear and pleasant. Every word went into his ear.

"Mo gradually goes. It doesn't matter if you don't know me. Just know that I chose your name!"

The elevator door closed.

Closed Mu Wan's beautiful and gentle eyebrows and eyes.

He also closed the face of ink gradually.

She chose his name? Where to start.

There was a faint anger in his heart, which the woman dared to say.

Because of Mu Wan's words, there was a strange atmosphere in the elevator. It seemed that someone had dropped a poison gas bomb and made people hold their breath: they seemed to have accidentally learned some strange secrets.

The elevator door opened and the accompanying people were pardoned.

Mo gradually walked to the president's office and worked in an orderly manner as usual.

The Secretary knocked at the door and came in. "President, the meeting is still scheduled at the Imperial Hotel at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon. Do you think it's ok?"

The inking hand paused. " Change one, change to Linyuan! "

The secretary was a little surprised. The president never cared about these small things before. They all reported symbolically. In previous years, they were at the Imperial Hotel, but this year has changed.

"Er! Yes!" the Secretary closed the door.

Ink gradually raised his head.

Imperial Hotel.

He left it there the first time.

He knows the woman in the elevator!

It's just that the place of acquaintance is in bed.

It was a new product launch. At the banquet after the meeting, there was a crisscross of wine and preparation. Cups came and went. Unconsciously, he drank too much and sent off the guests. He rested in the hotel.

When she woke up, she was beside her, groping for clothes.

When she saw him, she just moved her eyes slightly, nodded, took her clothes and went out calmly.

No quarrel, no coercion, no business, just like two people who met by chance, nodded politely because their eyes met.

It was because of this indifference that he didn't care more than men that he got angry: how can a girl look at such things so casually.

He lifted the quilt angrily, but saw a bright red on the sheet, and his anger dissipated.

Her figure was a little different in his heart immediately, so he couldn't help guessing what happened to her, so it would be so indifferent and frightening!

He fumbled for a cigarette, her face looming in the smoke, with a detached, calm temperament.

But what does this have to do with him?

Since she doesn't care, he doesn't seem to have to worry about it.

Although, it was also his first time.

Before leaving the hotel, he asked for a monitoring: in the monitoring, she was supported by someone and wanted to be sent to a room, but she rushed forward, crashed into his room and slammed the door.

Several people knocked outside for a long time and quarreled with others. Obviously, those people didn't want to make things big and left swearing.

After watching the surveillance, he was not calm and confirmed two things:

First, he didn't close the door properly, and she broke in by mistake.

Second, she is really a woman with a story. Those people obviously had premeditation, and she had the courage to break through the boat, so she dared to enter a room out of self-protection.

Or in her opinion, having sex with any stranger is better than being escorted to someone's room.

When you leave the hotel.

Mo Jianxing heard his employees whispering excited gossip.

"Have you heard? The filming crew of Princess carefree lives in a hotel with us! Do you think Zong Yi will also be in this hotel?... "

His footsteps suddenly stopped. Would she have anything to do with the crew?

The idea crossed from the ink's mind and was thrown aside by him. There would be no connection between them.

He went out on his Maserati, drove out of the hotel slowly, the sun penetrated into the window, and it was a new day.

……

This happened two years ago.

If the woman didn't show up today, he would feel that he had completely forgotten it.

However, fate is so unreasonable. There are always leaders who want to disturb a stable life.

Mo gradually tangled up his beautiful eyebrows and eyes. He called.

"Today, a woman went to the president's elevator to find out who put her up and drive the man away."

"Yes!"

His company doesn't need such unprincipled people. It can let a strange woman up today and a kidnapper up tomorrow.

What the president told us to handle was always treated as an emergency. After more than ten minutes, there was a reply.

"Hello, Mr. Mo! We found out that no one put her up. She took out the card to brush the elevator..."

The voice over the phone is weak, with grievances.

“……”

Mo gradually sank his face. He knew how her card came.

That night, he and her cards were scattered on the ground. Presumably, she received the wrong card when she went.

It turned out that her heart was not as indifferent as her appearance, and she would take the wrong things. It seems that she was a little flustered at that time, but she covered it well and was not easy to be found.

However, she took it wrong. Why did she keep it? After all, after a year, she should have lost the card, but she could take it upstairs.

The words that Mu Wan said rang out in Mo's mind: "I chose your name."

His heart moved and he made another phone call, "check the woman on the president's ladder this day. Who is she? What are you doing in the company?"