Contract Sweet Wife: The rich boss is too black-bellied

Chapter 13
Ouyang Jin has blond hair today, and this eye-catching color is also matched with his white and delicate face with delicate features so that it does not look abrupt. He is wearing a pop street hippie-style floral shirt that reaches his knees, wearing a dazzling blue Black sunglasses, black five-point sequined harem pants, and black lizard patterns on the white casual shoes.

When Gao Zhenxuan saw him, he squinted his eyes because of the sequins on his body.

Mr. Ouyang seems to be the yuppie route again recently.It's not surprising to sit back and laugh, and the smile is just right: "Mr. Ouyang, Mr. Mo!"

Mo Yucheng walked behind Ouyang Jin, two or three meters away from Ouyang Jin.When he came in, the whole picture returned to normal.

His plain white light-striped casual shirt and trousers are tailored to complement his perfect upper body without being too tight.

As the president of Moore Hospital, the most famous private hospital in the country, and the most famous surgeon in the country, Mo Yucheng's natural painting style is completely different from Ouyang Jin's.

Ouyang Jin gave Gao Zhen a funny expression, and Mo Yucheng smiled politely at him.

Ye Xuanyuan was still flipping through the documents in his hand, without raising his head.

Mo Yucheng sat down on the casual sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass, but Ouyang Jin sat down on Ye Xuanyuan's huge desk.

"Hey, Xuanyuan! I heard that you have played new tricks recently, choosing a concubine?" Ouyang Jin took the whiskey from He Yingying, took off his sunglasses and said to He Yingying with a smile: "Thank you, Miss He."

Mo Yucheng seemed to have just had an operation and was dragged here by Ouyang Jin, his face was a little tired, he found a comfortable position on the sofa, and pinched the space between his eyebrows with his fingers.

With a polite and dignified smile, He Yingying put the black coffee on the table in front of Mo Yucheng, turned around and left the office, closing the door behind her.

Gao Zhen heard Ouyang Jin's nonsensical words, and was startled: He really didn't open any pot and carried which pot, and he was worrying about it!
Sure enough, Ouyang Jin's question seemed to have reminded Ye Xuanyuan, so he raised his head to the high pillow and said, "By the way, how is that matter going?"

Gao Zhen swallowed his saliva, and said bravely: "Young Director, I have searched all over Longhai, and there is no candidate who fully meets the requirements!"

Hearing this, Ouyang Jin suddenly burst into a smile: "Xuanyuan, don't be too tricky, you'll be in trouble all day long!"

Ye Xuanyuan gave him a sideways look, as if he didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Gao Zhen looked at someone speaking for him today, and took the opportunity to say: "In Longhai City, there are more than 21 young women aged 26 to 8, who meet the requirements of being between 166 and 170 in height and weighing no more than 108" There are only 2300 people left, with a waist circumference of no more than 65 centimeters, a hip circumference of 84 to 90, a bust of no less than D, and no history of plastic surgery, there are still 132 people left; among them, the degree is above a first-class undergraduate degree, and they are proficient in two foreign languages. Yes, there are only 13. If you want to keep your private life clean, if you have less than two boyfriends, then...there really will be none."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ouyang Jin almost sprayed Ye Xuanyuan's desk with a mouthful of whiskey, and Mo Yucheng, who had been silent all this time, couldn't help laughing.

"Xuanyuan, the weight does not exceed 108, the bust is not smaller than D and there is no history of plastic surgery, this is not scientific in itself!" Ouyang Jin seemed to hear a big joke, and he was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth: "It is necessary to be proficient in two foreign languages. Have less than two boyfriends...haha, thank you for thinking about it."

Mo Yucheng raised his handsome face, and the corners of his lips raised slightly: "If you remove the no history of plastic surgery, there may be hope."

(End of this chapter)