Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

"Yes, you have such a diligent and capable assistant as Xiao Qiao, which is really enviable." Meng Feifan smiled meaningfully.

"Yaxiang's Cheng tezhu is also known for his diligence, sureness and outstanding ability, which also makes me envy." Mo Wenxuan said politely.

"Mr. Mo, Yaxiang can agree to all GW's proposals for this cooperation. However, Yaxiang also has a small request, which needs to be clarified first." Meng Feifan said.

"Mr. Meng, please tell me that as long as GW can do it, we will fully cooperate." Mo Wenxuan answered readily.

"With regard to this cooperation project, we hope that Miss Xiaomi, senior assistant of GW, can participate in the whole process." Meng Feifan smiled and expressed his opinions.

Mo Wenxuan didn't think of this requirement in advance. He pondered a little. He said tactfully: "Mr. Meng and Xiao Qiao have a lot of work to undertake in GW. If they participate in the specific matters of cooperation, I'm afraid they will be overwhelmed in energy, but affect the progress of cooperation."

"Since he has participated in the cooperation project, Mr. Mo's work over there must be reduced to Xiao Qiao." Meng Fanfan gently hooked his lips, as if it was very natural for MI Xiaoqiao to come to do this work.

"In fact, there are many excellent employees in GW, with excellent working ability and professional quality. If President Meng is interested, I can recommend more to President Meng." Mo Wenxuan thought for a moment and said.

"No, I'm optimistic about Miss Mi of your company." Meng Feifan smiled calmly.

"Hehe, since Mr. Meng values Xiao Qiao so much, I have no reason not to agree. Well, let Xiao Qiao participate in the cooperation project all the way." Mo Wenxuan also smiled, turned to MI Xiaoqiao and asked, "Xiao Qiao, do you have any other opinions?"

Mi Xiaoqiao couldn't help but secretly feign: what you two bosses have talked about on the table, now come and pretend to ask me? Even if I have an opinion, what can I do? It's not just obedience to orders. You can't give up such a big project in vain.

So she said, "no problem."

Meng Feifan noticed the girl's depressed and helpless expression. Her smile deepened at the bottom of her heart, but her face was still silent.

The work was basically settled, and everyone began to drink.

Everyone was filled with wine except Mi Xiaoqiao. And she, no one embarrassed her. Because Mo Wenxuan doesn't want her to drink, and Meng Feifan doesn't want her to drink either.

Mo Wenxuan couldn't help indicating that the two girls from the marketing department came to propose a toast to Meng Feifan. The two girls also tried their best. They were coquettish and did it first, but they didn't give Meng Feifan a glass of wine.

When a girl came again with a glass and a charming smile, Meng Feifan lowered her face and said positively, "Mr. Mo, our cooperation is cooperation, and we don't need to make these fancy things. I have a habit of never drinking with women when talking about business, and today is no exception."

"Mr. Meng, I'm sorry, but we didn't understand our work in advance." Mo Wenxuan waved to the girl to step down, picked up the glass and said, "let's have a good drink today. Come on, I respect you. I wish our cooperation success, win-win and double benefit!"

The atmosphere became active again. Several men talked while drinking, but they were very speculative.

Mi Xiaoqiao seldom spoke, and the two girls were completely furnishings. Their drinking capacity and flattering work had no place to play, and they couldn't help feeling very sorry.

It was not easy to have such a close contact with the most handsome and cool president in history, but people didn't look at them at all.

After drinking, Meng Feifan didn't forget to take care of MI Xiaoqiao around him.

Ask her what she wants to eat from time to time, and personally put some delicious dishes in her bowl, without avoiding the attention of so many people around.

In this way, not only everyone eating at the wine table, but also the private room waiter standing by can see it. The famous president of Yaxiang group is very special to this girl. It can be said that he is considerate and considerate.

After the dinner, as the host of this evening, Mo Wenxuan of course warmly proposed to go out for entertainment, such as singing at the music teahouse.

Meng Feifan looked at Mi Xiaoqiao for consultation, and the meaning was clearly written on his face: if you go, I'll go, if you don't go, I won't go.

Mi Xiaoqiao thought it was very awkward to get along with him tonight. He pretended not to see his hot eyes and turned his head to see the scenery.

Mo Wenxuan understood it and said, "Xiao Qiao, let's go out and play together."

"No, I want to go back to bed early." Mi Xiaoqiao politely refused.

Meng Feifan immediately said, "then I'll take Xiao Qiao home. Bye, everyone."

"In fact, I don't need to be sent. It's not too far. I'll just go back by myself. Have fun." Mi Xiaoqiao deliberately declined modestly.

She thought Meng Feifan would at least insist, but she heard the man say calmly, "well, go back by yourself and be careful on the way."

Cut! This man, it seems that playing is more important to him. Mi Xiaoqiao's chest is depressed, and his face still maintains a polite demeanor: "I'll go first, you have fun."

She turned and strode away.

Although it's not too far, it will take some time to walk back. Mi Xiaoqiao didn't want to take the bus, mainly because he was still angry.

In fact, she doesn't know what she's angry about? Speaking of, she and Meng Feifan are no longer special boyfriend and girlfriend. He has no right to interfere in her life, and she also has no right to interfere in his life.

He likes to play. What's her business? She could still live her life as freely as before, but she just felt uncomfortable.

Mi Xiaoqiao muttered sadly as he walked: what's the fun of singing and drinking? It's just going to hug and have fun again. It's disgusting!

Suddenly I heard the car horn "didi" sound behind me. In the twinkling of an eye, it was Meng Feifan's car that drove over and stopped beside her. The handsome face smiled a little less: "Joe, I'll send you."

Mi Xiaoqiao rolled his eyes, ignored him and angrily continued to walk forward.

Meng Feifan got out of the car, held her hand, led her back to the car and asked in a low voice, "are you really angry?"

Mi Xiaoqiao snorted angrily and ignored him.