After the president became depressed, he was taught by the mirror ghost to fall in love!

Lin Jiayan did not intend to ask Mo Jinan to join his company as the eldest son of the Mo family. The reason was very simple. He wanted Mo Jinan to suffer. In this way, Lin Jiayan would take away all the halo from Mo Jinan and let him enter the company as an ordinary person.

Mo Jinan was forced to start as a low-level clerk and temporarily follow the purchasing manager to handle purchasing contracts and supplier information.

"First, you compile the statistical reports of various purchasing indicators and show them to me. After I approve them, I will contact the suppliers."

The purchasing manager threw a large stack of contracts into Mo Jinan's arms and added, "Print out a few copies for me after you sort out the contracts."

Mo Jinan couldn't help but complain. He originally thought that at the very least he would be able to work as Lin Jiayan's assistant in his company, but he didn't expect that he would be asked to work directly at the grassroots level.

"That damn old man didn't even tell me where the printer is!"

Mo Jinan held the document and looked around a little helplessly. He subconsciously wanted to send a message to Lin Jiayan, but as soon as he took out his mobile phone, he was scolded by the supervisor who came over.

"Which department are you from? You're not working properly but playing with your phone in the hallway! Who hired you?"

Mo Jin'an was speechless for a moment, and he really wanted to say that it was your General Manager Lin who forced this on me.

"that…"

Mo Jinan suppressed his anger and forced a smile, saying, "Well... I just came to the company... I don't know where the printer is..."

The supervisor looked at Mo Jinan with disdain and sneered, "New here?"

"Your attitude of not even saying hello to your supervisor? You came in through the back door, right?"

Mo Jinan was scolded again for no apparent reason. His arms were sore from carrying the heavy documents. He finally waited until his supervisor finished scolding him before reluctantly showing him the way.

But when Mo Jinan arrived at the printing room, the A4 paper was gone. He had to run out of the company and use the only thirty yuan he had left to buy A4 paper before he could print the contract and send it over.

"It's so slow to print a contract, what else can you do?"

The purchasing manager glanced at Mo Jinan with great disdain and then waved his hand: "Go and write the statistical report and give it to me."

Mo Jinan had been running all afternoon and his stomach was already deflated. When he heard that he was not allowed to eat, he immediately became angry: "It's time to get off work now! You won't let me eat and make me work overtime?!"

The purchasing manager looked at him with a little surprise and sneered: "Go and see what the other grassroots employees of the company are doing now. Do you think you are a young master from a wealthy family who came here to experience life? If you want to eat, just leave!"

He slammed the contract on the table and said coldly, "If you can't do this, just get out of here. There are many people who want to join our company. If you can't do it, there are others! Don't think that I will take special care of you just because you came in through the back door! I've seen many people like you who think they can get ahead just because they have some connections!"

"you!!"

Mo Jinan's chest heaved violently and then he gritted his teeth and turned to leave. Young Master Mo had never suffered such an injustice in his life. He was scolded all afternoon and couldn't even have three meals.

"Ding dong!"

A message from Lin Jiayan popped up on the phone on the desk: "Are you done with your work? Come and have dinner with me."

Mo Jinan suddenly felt a sore nose and silently typed a reply: "Overtime."

"Well, you get busy first."

After Lin Jiayan replied, there was no follow-up. Mo Jinan waited for a long time and thought that Lin Jiayan would tell him to stop working and eat first, but he just replied "You go ahead and do your thing first" and really ignored him.

"Damn Lin Jiayan!"

Mo Jinan was silently editing a file in Excel while angrily cursing Mr. Lin who was eating in the staff cafeteria.

Lin Jiayan put down his phone, was silent for a moment, got up, packed a box lunch, bought a cup of Coke and returned to the company.

At this time, Mo Jinan was cursing Lin Jiayan while his fingers kept tapping on the keyboard.

"I really fucked up Lin Jiayan's entire family to be so unlucky!"

Mo Jinan was not a fast typist and his fingers were almost numb from typing before he had managed to organize just the tip of the iceberg of the document. At this moment, Mo Jinan was really hungry and sleepy. He already had a little hypoglycemia and his fingers couldn't help but tremble slightly while typing, and his heart was beating fast.

"Fuck you, Lin Jiayan! I should rape you and then kill you tonight to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

Mo Jinan's head began to feel dizzy but he kept cursing like a machine gun until Lin Jiayan appeared behind him and leaned over and said faintly: "I heard you want to fuck me?"

"Fuck me!!"

Mo Jinan almost started typing on the keyboard, but Lin Jiayan just calmly placed the lunch box on Mo Jinan's desk and gently opened the Coke.

"I remembered that you are prone to hypoglycemia, so I bought you a Coke to drink later."

Lin Jiayan hesitated after he finished speaking. He coughed and glanced at Mo Jinan: "If you really want to fuck me, I won't lock the door tonight."

Mo Jinan: ????

"Lin Jiayan, fuck your uncle!!"

Lin Jiayan raised his eyebrows and leaned forward with an extremely serious expression and said, "Keep your voice down. We can just talk about this kind of thing in private. It's not good to talk about it here and there."

Mo Jinan: …

"Are you OK?"

Mo Jinan took a big gulp of Coke and then unceremoniously crossed his legs and opened the lunch box. He was really hungry and could eat anything. When had Mo Jinan ever eaten a lunch box before? ! He was a picky person and it took him a long time to choose the dishes.

Seeing Mo Jinan eating happily, Lin Jiayan couldn't help but smile. He looked up at the file being edited on the computer and said in silence for a moment, "The format is wrong, and... the efficiency is too low."

"If I were to laugh, I wouldn't work here anymore!"

Mo Jinan replied incoherently while chewing the sweet and sour pork in his mouth. He just focused on eating and didn't pay any attention to Lin Jiayan at all.

Lin Jiayan's eyes flashed with helplessness and indulgence, and then he said softly: "Get up, I'll change it for you and you can watch from the side."

"Ow!"

When Mo Jinan heard about this good news, he quickly stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth, stood up and pulled out a chair for Lin Jiayan. Lin Jiayan looked at the report for a long time and then deleted it lightly.

"Hey!!"

Mo Jinan stood up and stared at Lin Jiayan in annoyance, complaining: "I was busy for a long time to write this..."

"It's useless to write something wrong no matter how long it takes. I'll write it again and you'll be able to do it."

Lin Jiayan's slender fingers tapped the keyboard very quickly. The way he worked was completely different from his usual self. Mo Jinan chewed meat and looked at Lin Jiayan's profile. His amber pupils trembled slightly as he looked focused... and quite handsome.

"Look carefully at how I write and what I do."

Lin Jiayan glanced at him and chuckled meaningfully, "Do you like my face?"

"Who the hell likes you."

Mo Jinan rolled his eyes, ate the food and threw it into the trash can: "I'm not that damn gay Jun Li!"

Lin Jiayan hummed in a depressed tone. While the two were talking, he had already finished writing the report that Mo Jinan had been busy working on for half a day.

"If you don't understand, just come to my office or send me a message."

Lin Jiayan gently stood up and looked at Mo Jinan in a daze for a moment, then reached out and gently wiped away the rice grains from the corner of Mo Jinan's mouth.

"You drop rice grains when you eat. Is your mouth leaking air?"

Lin Jiayan smiled dumbly, shook his head and was about to leave, but Mo Jinan grabbed him and said a little aggrievedly: "How long do I have to work at the grassroots level... They all bully me... I don't know anything..."

"I can't find you either... I couldn't find the printing room this morning and wanted to send you a message, but as soon as I took out my phone, I was scolded several times by a supervisor..."

The more Mo Jinan spoke, the more aggrieved he felt. He looked up at Lin Jiayan and whispered, "You said you would teach me... but you left me alone to do hard labor at the grassroots level... and you didn't even stand up for me..."

Lin Jiayan pursed his lips, then reached out and rubbed Mo Jinan's head and said softly: "Just bear with it. I originally wanted to get you to my side, but it's too easy and you still don't know how hard work is."

"Jin'an, can you bear with it for three days? I just want to temper you. You are too impetuous and get anxious easily when encountering things. Only by tempering your temper can you better adapt to the workplace."

Mo Jinan sniffed softly and said, "I'll be transferred to your side in three days..."

"Well, I will teach you step by step later. I won't scold you if you can't learn it."

Lin Jiayan leaned over and looked at Mo Jinan's aggrieved and red eyes very gently, then reached out to wipe away the moisture from the corners of his eyes.

Mo Jinan's body froze and he turned his head away in a hurry, his breathing became a little faster. He opened his thin lips slightly and then reached out to push Lin Jiayan out: "Go away, it's not good for others to see you here during work hours..."

"As the president, I came down to inspect the work at the grassroots level and by the way..."

"Shouldn't you personally guide new employees in making reports?"

Lin Jiayan's voice carried a hint of teasing, and it was impossible for Mo Jinan not to hear it, but he just didn't know how to respond for a moment.

"Then I'll be leaving first. If you don't know how to do it, just send me a message. I'll pick you up after get off work in the evening."

Lin Jiayan didn't give Mo Jinan a chance to react and took the opportunity to rub his head before turning away.