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Mo Zirou came to the headquarters in a hurry after receiving news of the company's personnel transfer.

Looking at the majestic and grand Dixin Building in front of him, he unconsciously remembered what happened here many years ago.

Wen Xufeng's deep black eyes were reflected in front of his eyes, so it seemed that he hadn't seen him for nearly ten years.

Back then, he, Xiao Yanchen and her were such good friends when they were studying abroad, but now...

Mo Zirou sighed silently, and suddenly there was a burst of cheerful phone ringing.

"Where did you go? You're not at home so late, don't tell me you're with Rong Baifei?! I'll tell you in advance. The kidnapping of Su Wanwan has nothing to do with us. You must not get involved with him."

"I think Jiang Yubai and his group are looking for Su Wanwan like crazy!"

Mo Zirou rolled her eyes, the penetrating power of Meng Liuhetian's voice is really invincible.

"Okay, I'm not stupid! I see, I have something to do here, I'll contact you later."

Just as Mo Zirou put the bag on the table, the special assistant Xiaoxi hurriedly grabbed her hand as if seeing a heavenly soldier.

"President Mo, the new Vice President Wen asked you to finalize the dress plan yourself."

"..." I knew that once he came, he would definitely not just quietly take up the position of vice president.

"Leave it here, I'll take a look later."

The special assistant Xiaoxi looked at her hesitantly, as if very unsure, "President Mo, are you going to see him later? You must be careful, I heard that he has committed violent crimes before. Previous convictions."

Mo Zirou just took off the silk scarf, turned her eyes and glared at her, "Put down the document, go out."

Xiaoxi knew that she was talking too much, she pursed her lips and said "I'm sorry", then hurriedly walked out of the office.

If there is anyone in this world who knows Wen Xufeng best, it must be her, Mo Zirou.

As for his violent past...

The phone rang abruptly again, Mo Zirou looked at "Rong Baifei" on the screen of the phone and thought for a moment, and finally chose to hang up.

As Meng Liuhetian said...

Now that she has helped him achieve his goal, there is no need to continue to involve him.

The phone kept ringing, thinking that her patience was about to run out, and when she was about to connect and start cursing, she reluctantly suppressed her anger after seeing the word "Shen Qing".

"The actor invited tomorrow said that he won't be able to come because of a schedule conflict. I don't have any suitable candidates on my side. You..."

Mo Zirou almost rolled her eyes, what's the matter!But I still tried to be patient, "I'll see what to do. Have you sorted out all the models' outfits for tomorrow morning's meeting?"

"It has already been sent."

"Do you want the model's detailed information?"

……

In such a big company, she has to do all the details by herself. Those who hold the power are just hand-off shopkeepers.

After hanging up the phone, Meng Mowen unexpectedly called again, "Where are you going to drink? Liu He said that you have something to delay, let me come and see, where are you?"

Mo Zirou shook his hand, "Wait downstairs, I'll finish my affairs first!"

The time she made an appointment with Wen Xufeng was getting closer and closer, and the phone calls made her not so high spirits even more down.

"How can that be done! I also have something important to tell you, so you come down to see me first! I'm sure you'll report to Liu and Goddess after you're all right, that's all right!"

"..." Ever since Meng Mowen returned to China, he has looked like Meng Liuhetian's dog leg.

It's exactly the same feeling as when I was in high school.

"Ah! All right, all right, I'll go down right away! Didn't I say, how free are you? You just hang around Liu He all day long when you have nothing to do?! Aren't you afraid that she will find you annoying?!"

"whispering sound……"

"..." Usually, when he is short of words, he will make a simple "tss", and then quickly shift to the topic area he is good at.

Of course, the current performance is simply hanging up the phone.

In the hall on the first floor, Mo Zirou hurriedly walked towards Meng Mowen, but before he reached his side, the originally beaming expression suddenly seemed to be thunderstorm.

"What are you! As for what?! Is it necessary to change your face so quickly when you see me?!"

"Damn it, the enemy's road is narrow!"

"..." Mo Zirou's eyes drooped in an instant, and she hugged her hands in front of her body. She was just about to start a fight, but she didn't expect that she would be pulled over and stuffed into her arms.

Mo Zirou subconsciously wanted to break free, but heard him suddenly say a name, "Don't move! The plague god is behind, help me hurry up!"

"what?"

She turned around quickly and wanted to find the so-called plague god he was talking about, but she regretted it the moment she turned her eyes.

"Sure enough, the God of Plague."

Meng Xi listened.

Meng Mowen's half-sister.

He had done some misbehavior to him.

It was this dark seed that had been sown in his young mind as a child, the reason why he hadn't had any girlfriends in so long.

"Wen Wen, what's going on between you and Zirou?!"

"..." Mo Zirou's head is covered with black lines now.

Another identity Meng Xi listened to was her cousin.

The reason why this woman was able to win the title of "God of Plague" was because she was not the only one who poisoned Meng Mowen.

As a cousin, Mo Zirou's originally beautiful childhood was also because of this woman, and the blue sky was covered with some haze.

In short, in her subconscious mind, this woman is someone who must never be messed with.

In particular, she is 1.8 meters tall, and she knows karate.

Seeing that Meng Mowen didn't want to face it no matter what, Mo Zirou could only stand up for a while, and quickly turned to look at the haze in her life.

"Sister!" Listen to how hypocritical and artificial she is shouting.

"Hey!" Meng Xiting seemed to be smiling, but her clenched fists would make your back feel chilly.

"Ouch!" This was Meng Mowen's extremely real reaction.

"Tell me, talk about it! Wenwen has returned to China, and he didn't talk about going home to see us."

Meng Xiting was smiling all over his face, and stepped forward to hold Meng Mowen's hand but secretly exerted force, "Wen Wen, you haven't been home for a long time, your parents and sister miss you very much."

Meng Mowen avoided her gaze from the beginning to the end, as if his eyes would be burned as long as they came into contact with her.

Needless to say, just by looking at his flushed face, Mo Zirou knew that the strength in Meng Xiting's hands did not let him off in the slightest.

Seeing that he was going to be unable to hold on any longer, I was really afraid that he would yell out "Aww" later, and it would be even more hurtful at that time...

Mo Zirou directly raised his hand to hold Meng Xiting's wrist, forcing her to hold it with him.

"I heard that my sister bought another real estate recently. It's really embarrassing..."

"Hey! I mean, I'm not like you, businessmen, I'm busy all day, just take a look!"

As she said that, she began to use her size advantage to look at Mo Zirou's hair...

I just felt a sudden pain in my scalp, and then a white hair stood straight in front of Mo Zirou in a daze.

"Premature aging is not good."

"..." Apart from giggling, what else can she do now? !