Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

Mi Xiaoqiao didn't want to be so grand. Since her mother had an accident and fell out with Xia Lingfei, she didn't even have the mind to look in the mirror.

But think ye Feifei has a point, so today, she dressed herself up.

She wore a pink and purple lace dress with a beautiful bow on her waist to set off her slim and graceful figure. Then she put on a touch of makeup and wore a dazzling crystal necklace around her neck. She looked like a cute little princess.

When everything was done, MI Xiaoqiao smiled at himself in the mirror with satisfaction, and then went out of the door.

When she came to the headquarters building of Yaxiang group, MI Xiaoqiao knew that it was not as easy as she imagined to see Meng Feifan.

When she explained her intention to the receptionist at the front desk, the charming receptionist politely asked her if she had an appointment.

"No." Little Joe shook his head.

"I'm sorry, the president won't see anyone without an appointment." the receptionist replied in a formulaic tone.

"I'm here to talk to Mr. Meng about new product advertising cooperation. He said I can come to him at any time. Please call and say that a man named Mi Xiaoqiao is looking for him." Mi Xiaoqiao had an idea and said. However, she was at sixes and sevens in her heart. If Meng Feifan really didn't want to see her, she would make a big appearance this time.

Hearing what she said, the receptionist raised her eyes and looked at Mi Xiaoqiao seriously.

There is no doubt that the girl in front of me is really quite eye-catching, fresh and lovely like a lotus, and has the elegant temperament of a delicate princess.

Moreover, the spokesperson for the company's new cosmetics has not been finalized.

From this point of view, what the girl said today is likely to be true. It is likely that President Meng intends to let her shoot the new product advertisement and said that she can come at any time.

On this thought, the receptionist dared not neglect, but called the secretary room to explain that a girl named Mi Xiaoqiao wanted to see President Meng.

Mi Xiaoqiao is not fully sure. After all, she has not given Meng special face in her previous contacts.

Meng Fanfan now wants to retaliate or even make trouble for her. It can be said that it is easy. So she is thinking, if Meng Feifan refuses to see her, what should she do?

But unexpectedly, I soon waited for the warm and friendly smile of the front desk lady: "Miss MI, President Meng is waiting for you in the office. The president's office is on the 18th floor, and there is the elevator."

"Thank you." Mi Xiaoqiao took back his mind, replied to the receptionist with a polite smile and walked to the elevator.

It's working hours. There are a lot of people up and down the elevator.

Mi Xiaoqiao subconsciously observed that all the people were dressed very formally. Men's shirts and ties, trousers are straight, and women are all fresh and neat professional skirts.

She couldn't help but rejoice in her heart. Fortunately, she specially dressed herself after listening to Ye Feifei's words today. If according to her usual arbitrary dress, she would be too out of place in front of these energetic white-collar elites.

Soon on the 18th floor, MI Xiaoqiao stepped out of the elevator and looked around for Meng Feifan's office.

A man who looked familiar came up. Seeing her, he smiled and said, "it's Miss MI. Go straight ahead in the president's office. The first one over there is."

"OK, thank you." Mi Xiaoqiao said gratefully. Suddenly he remembered that this man was the driver when she met Meng Feifan for the first time in the Lin shop. He smiled and said, "it's you. Hello."

"Hehe, hello. My name is Cheng bin. I'm Mr. Meng's assistant. Let me take you there." Cheng Bin said.

He just came out of Meng Feifan's office. He already knew that MI Xiaoqiao was coming. In fact, he specially came to wait for her.

Taking Mi Xiaoqiao to Meng Feifan's office, Cheng bin knocked on the door and went in: "Mr. Meng, Miss MI is coming."

Then he stepped back and politely closed the door of the office.

Mi Xiaoqiao saw Meng Feifan sitting behind a large and luxurious desk, wearing a light blue striped shirt, with a quiet and elegant complexion. The whole person seemed to be more handsome, and even made her feel a dignified momentum.

"Meng Zong." Mi Xiaoqiao shouted a little embarrassed and asked himself to make a smile as natural as possible, but he still seemed a little stiff.

If she had known that she would eventually come to find Meng Fanfan to shoot this advertisement, she would not have been so cold to him before. However, there is no regret medicine in the world

This makes Mi Xiaoqiao suddenly understand a truth. He can't say too much at any time. Especially for people with money and status like Meng Fanfan, it's better to be polite.

Because if the mountains don't turn, the water may turn to him one day. Therefore, you should think twice before you do anything.

Meng Feifan raised his head from the pile of papers full on the table and looked at Mi Xiaoqiao. He said quietly, "there is a sofa over there. Sit down for a while first."

Mi Xiaoqiao was speechless and had to go to one side of the sofa to sit down. However, unexpectedly, she sat for a long time.

After Meng Feifan finished saying this sentence, he no longer paid attention to MI Xiaoqiao. He just buried himself in reviewing documents and occasionally looked up and knocked on the computer.

Mi Xiaoqiao, who was sitting on one side, seemed to become a transparent person, and he completely turned a blind eye.

Although men at work are the most attractive, watching a super handsome man work hard is also a rare enjoyment. But at the bottom of MI Xiaoqiao's heart, he couldn't help muttering.

She doesn't know. He did it on purpose? Or are you really so busy?

What surprised her more was that after a while, a sweet looking Secretary knocked on the door and came in, saying in the same sweet tone: "Mr. Meng, all the department heads notified have come and are waiting for you in the conference room on the 7th floor."

"I see." Meng Feifan didn't lift his head.

Eh? Does he still have a meeting? How long do I have to wait? Mi Xiaoqiao whispered again. She thought Meng Fanfan would say something to her. But when he looked at the past again, he had got up and went out with the folder.

Mi Xiaoqiao sat alone in this luxurious and spacious office, preoccupied and bored.

In the meantime, only the secretary came in again and handed her a cup of coffee. No one else bothered.

Little by little, the sun outside the window gradually changed from blazing to mild. Mi Xiaoqiao waited patiently.

When she took out her cell phone again, she found that it was already 5 p.m. and it was almost time to get off work.

She couldn't help it any longer. She dialed Ye Feifei's phone and walked to the door.