My first love with the boss

The car sped on the high speed.

Thirty minutes later, he finally got off the highway.

Mu Wan finally breathed a sigh of relief. After getting off the highway, he arrived at the company in about ten minutes.

A faint joy of escaping from heaven rippled in my heart.

Finally, the car came to the door of the company and stopped slowly.

Mu Wan glanced at the ink and said softly, "thank you!"

Then he reached out to open the door, but he couldn't open it.

Mu Wan was stunned, took back his hand and silently watched the ink gradually go.

The side face of the gradually moving ink is very handsome, like a knife and pen. Mu Wan thought about it and said, "Mr. ink, I'm here."

Mo gradually looked at her deeply and said, "don't move!"

After that, the slender arm calmly opened the door, got out of the car neatly and simply, walked a few steps to Mu Wan's side, opened the door in an elegant and noble posture, and looked at Mu Wan silently.

Mu Wan quietly flashed a trace of panic in her heart. She looked up at the gradually moving ink, and immediately ran away as if she had been scalded, bowed her head and got out of the car quickly.

Mo gradually closed the door, inserted his pocket with one hand, leaned gently against the door and looked at Mu Wan.

Mu Wan wanted to say thank you. He felt that it was too thin to say thank you, so he said, "Mr. Mo, thank you for sending me back. I'll tidy up tomorrow and join the crew the day after tomorrow. If there are any problems, I'll give feedback in time and have a good cooperation!"

She held out her hand.

Mo gradually looked at Mu's hand in silence. The hand was snow-white, thin, soft and slender. It seemed to feel very good. His eyes were slightly dark. It seemed that he was very unhappy with his messy ideas.

He held out his hand, politely shook Mu's hand, and then let go. "Happy cooperation!"

Mo gradually shook hands with the appropriate posture and moderate strength, which only made Mu Wan feel comfortable and not embarrassed. She smiled, nodded, said goodbye, and turned inside.

"Wait!"

The sound of ink coming from behind.

Mu Wanxin, listening to the footsteps, turned and looked at the ink gradually.

"Mr. Mo, is there anything else?"

"My stuff?"

The voice of the ink gradually moving was steady, magnetic and beautiful. Just what he said made Mu Wan inexplicable.

"Your stuff?" Mu Wan looked at himself. He really didn't understand what he was doing with ink!

Mo Jianxing looked at her and checked her appearance. He couldn't help laughing, but he held back and said, "sign!"

"Signature?" Mu Wan looked stunned.

The ink is gradually moving, the face is as motionless as a mountain, and the thin lips are gently opened. "Didn't you say to send one to the customer who signed the contract? I'm not your customer?"

Mu Wan: "

She couldn't figure out what Mo Jianxing wanted, so she took out the signature from her bag and walked to Mo Jianxing.

I chose a signature that Mo Jianxing might like, and wanted to take it out and give it to Mo Jianxing.

Mo gradually walked, his face was cold, and said in a deep voice, "all!"

"All?"

"Why? No?"

"No, just..."

Mo Jianxing reached out and took the whole diary from Mu Wan's hand. He said coldly, "I'm not used to receiving incomplete gifts."

Mu Wan: "

I didn't have the habit of forwarding gifts from others. She opened her mouth and wanted to struggle to get her signature back from the inking hand.

But I heard a happy voice: "Wan Wan, didn't you ask for leave today? Why did you come to the company again!"

Tang Yuanyuan!

Mu Wan's heart was in a mess.

The face of Mo gradually turned black, his eyes looked at Mu Wan coldly, got on the car with his signature diary, and drove away