President Daddy is super strong

Everyone stood up at the sound. After all, everyone was watching just now.

Muqiqi just stopped the hand she wanted to hit, and didn't hit her at all.

It's shameful of her to bite back now.

But when we saw the people standing beside Chen Weiya, they were silent.

That person is no other than Feng Xiang, the general manager in charge of brand clothing.

In addition to Mo yanjue, the president of Mohist, who can directly belong to their department, the other biggest leaders are the middle-aged man in front of them.

Fat head, big ears, big belly, in line with the characteristics of all upstarts.

But it's just that they are the general manager of the company, and President Mo should be polite.

Facing the inside information, Muqiqi, a newcomer, naturally doesn't understand it.

But she didn't want to know.

Black is black, white is white. No matter who comes, it can't be changed.

"You, come out!" Feng Xiang, full of flesh and blood, listened to Chen Weiya's crying and pointed at Mu Qiqi angrily.

Muqiqi stood up and walked towards the two people without fear.

"You hit her?"

Muqiqi frowned and frowned. His bright eyes didn't even blink. He said, "no!"

"Nonsense, what happened to my face when you didn't hit me?" Chen Weiya's little face is full of pear blossom and rain, and suddenly releases the hand that covers his cheek.

Five palms were red on his face, which made him feel shocked. Even his colleagues were shocked.

Obviously everyone just watched. Muqiqi didn't do anything at all. How did the palm print on Chen Weiya's face come from?

Cold eyes slightly narrowed, and the expression on Muqiqi's face remained the same. "Sister Chen, in order to frame me, you are really a blood bank. Must this slap hurt?"

"You! ······Who framed you? You beat me, and all the colleagues present can testify! " Chen Weiya, who was in a bad temper, had already lost his sense, pointing to everyone and shouting loudly.

And the colleagues who stay in their own lattice are all stiff, and feel that things are not good.

With the presence of the general manager, can they tell the truth?

"You, who can say what happened just now?" Thick voice through the vicissitudes of life, scared everyone a shiver.

Who dares to say that?

In case of offending the general manager, it's hard to get rid of him. But if no one stands up to talk, isn't Muqiqi really going to be framed by Chen Weiya?

Seeing that there is no sign for everyone to stand out, Chen Weiya, who can't hold his breath, is in a hurry. He directly reaches for Feng Xiang's arm and says, "Mr. Feng, you must be the master for me. I've been working hard for many years, even if I don't have any credit, I have to work hard. If a newcomer to the company dares to bully people like this, I really can't do this job."

People are so sorry that she can't live without her company.

Perhaps touched by Chen Weiya's moving tears, Feng Xiang angrily pointed to Mu Qiqi's nose and said to her, "apologize to Chen designer. If you can't do it, get out of Mo!"

"Why should I apologize for not beating her?" Muqiqi's eyes are firm, and he is not afraid of the threat of Fengxiang.

She firmly believes that if Mohist is such a place of small success, it may not become the world's top 500, and moyanjue cannot become the world's richest man!