The white moonlight gl

Feng Qingshui: "..."

It was she who lost.

After a while, Feng Qingshui couldn't hold back and asked again: "Then how many years will those demons and ghosts have to pay the five insurances and one housing fund?"

"Ok?"

"Think about it, those demons and goblins have such a long lifespan, and when they will be handed over to be their heads, they can't just keep handing them over like this?"

A pair of phoenix eyes stared round, and the more Feng Qingshui thought about it, the more she felt miraculous: "Also, is it worthwhile to pay them five social insurances and one housing fund?...Like pension insurance, they are probably several hundred or even several years older from old age to death. Thousands of years, how much money will be paid in the middle? ... No, it is not a loss, they should have paid a lot of money before!"

He kept chattering and calculating, and Mo Rantong became dizzy.

She silently ate steamed stuffed buns and drank lean meat porridge. Finally, when Feng Qingshui stopped, she wiped the corners of her mouth with a paper towel and said slowly, "As long as they keep working in the special customs research group, the five social insurances and one housing fund will be paid for." Just keep paying, just like us, they won't care about whether they lose money or not."

Seeing Feng Qingshui opened his mouth and wanted to speak again, Mo Rantong quickly coughed and changed the subject: "Will Qingqing go to work with me today?"

"No, no."

Shaking her head, Feng Qingshui said mysteriously: "Tomorrow, I will do a styling today and buy some beautiful clothes. By the way, do you have any requirements or taboos on clothes?"

Mo Rantong: "...No."

Puzzled why Feng Qingshui made a special effort to style it, Mo Rantong was silent for a few seconds, then hesitantly said: "Qingqing, you are actually pretty enough like this."

"You do not understand."

Even though she looked down on Qinlian and felt that Qinlian was far worse than her, as a woman, she would never mind beating other women over and over again.

A mouthful of buns and a mouthful of lean meat porridge in a very good mood, Feng Qingshui hummed a ditty, her exquisite face was extremely beautiful.

Mo Rantong's face flushed slightly, she hurriedly lowered her eyes, not daring to look again.

Really useless.

Moran sighed.

The two separated shortly after breakfast. Feng Qingshui first went to the barber shop to dye her long, black, straight and smooth hair with red curls, and then walked out under the amazed eyes of all the shop assistants, and went to the shopping mall.

Along the way, Feng Qingshui felt that she was now a super invincible little fairy with a [-]% return rate.

She was so happy that she took a photo and sent it to Mo Rantong.

In that two-story building, Mo Rantong, who was in a meeting, heard the buzzing vibration of his mobile phone, stopped talking immediately, picked up the mobile phone on the table, and then...

"!...?...!"

Blind as ink, he had already forgotten Feng Qingshui's appearance.

She looked suspiciously at the beauty with red curly hair in the photo, and thought: "This is Qingqing? But isn't Qingqing with black hair? And facial features?"

Mo Rantong carefully looked at the beauty's face in the photo over and over again, but he was still not sure.

After all, she has always relied on her voice, breath and clothing to recognize people.

Just looking at the face and a small neck in the photo right now, even if she looks at it for another 800 years, she may not be able to tell who it is.

There was a rare embarrassment on his face, and Mo Rantong was actually 80.00% sure that this person was Qingqing, because Qingqing sent her a WeChat message, but...

What if it's wrong?What if Qingqing wanted to tease her and confuse her with other people's photos on purpose?After all, is she so naughty?

Wait, wait, etc. Mo Rantong, who was suspicious and afraid of being tricked, thought again and again, and finally said honestly: "Is this Qingqing?"

Feng Qingshui, who saw the news over there: "..."

She was wrong.

She shouldn't have sent the photo to Mo Rantong, who is face-blind, but talking about the photo? !

Squinting her eyes dangerously, Feng Qingshui signaled the clerk to wrap up the clothes she had tried on, turned her back and gritted her teeth and sent a voice message: "Mo Rantong! Don't you have a photo of me on your cell phone? You can't compare it look!"

Dare to ask her if that is her!

After poking the voice quickly, Mo Rantong: "..."

The meeting room was very quiet, so quiet that although Feng Qingshui's voice was a bit distorted, everyone present could hear the words and tone clearly.

Qinlian: "..."

Other team members: "..."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, with shock, horror, disbelief, etc. on their faces. You must know that their team leader is a real big devil!

She was as cold as a ten thousand year cold pool, and just a look in her eyes on weekdays could make them all terrified.

Especially the few non-human team members, with their identities, they can deeply understand the oppressive feeling in Mo Rantong that makes them suffocate and want to escape.

And now what did they hear?

a woman?How dare you reprimand their team leader in that angry tone?And what about their team leader?

Turning their gazes to the main seat, the corners of everyone's mouths twitched as they watched their team leader bit his lip in frustration, looking like a little woman, and felt a toothache.

After all, although they now know that their team leader is back together with the woman who once abandoned her, but, but...

Everyone was in shock, and everyone sat upright, not daring to think about it in their minds anymore.

Faintly withdrawing his gaze from the team members, Mo Rantong curled the corner of his mouth, and sent Feng Qingshui three words: "I was wrong."

"Leader."

In Qinlian's heart at this moment, that was a pain.

It's hard to be in love secretly, and it's even more uncomfortable to have a crush on someone who is not single anymore. Her already white face became even whiter now, and Qin Lian forced a smile: "Just now, was that your girlfriend?"

Mo Ran was silent.

She looked at Qinlian, thinking, a young woman with an unfamiliar voice and a low spiritual body, that is the one who has just joined the job and has a natural spiritual body.

"Ah."

After humming lightly, Mo Rantong thought for a while, and said to the crowd, "Her name is Feng Qingshui, the phoenix of Phoenix, the Qing of Qingqing, the water of flowing water."

"She will come here to join her job tomorrow, please take care of her in the future."

Everyone including Qinlian: "!"

entry?

Is their team leader blatantly playing with unspoken rules?

Everyone couldn't say a word, and Qin Lian's face froze: "This, isn't it good?"

Those who can enter the special customs research group are all extraordinary people. According to Fu Que, isn't that Feng Qingshui just an ordinary person without spiritual power?

"Yes, team leader, Miss Feng and Miss Feng are ordinary people, so they don't follow the rules?" A young man named Yue Ming, who was on good terms with Fu Que, answered.

"It's also dangerous."

"Leader, think twice."

...

Except for Wushen, who had met Feng Qingshui, most of the other team members were against it, but could Mo Rantong listen to them?

dong dong dong.

The index finger curled up and lightly tapped the table, the ink-stained surface was as cold as frost, and the tone was also extremely cold: "I just inform you as a routine, not an inquiry."

"Qingqing's internship in the group has been approved by the higher-ups, everyone, I don't care what you think, don't make Qingqing angry in the future, otherwise..."

The spiritual energy leaked out from all over, and everyone was breathless. Mo Rantong hooked the corners of his mouth, and threatened coldly: "Don't blame me for being rude to you."

The love of colleagues, the love of friends, I'm sorry that there are none of these ink dyers, but all her tenderness was given to Feng Qingshui.

No, it shouldn't be said that way.

It should be that since meeting Qingqing, she has a heart and has become a living person, not a killing machine.

Everyone: "..."

Okay, if they couldn't beat them, they would definitely be angry right away.

After a moment of silence, Qingsu smiled seductively, and nodded first: "I know, team leader, we will definitely show more love to your little girlfriend."

Qingsu is a snake demon, male and female, who has lived for thousands of years, and is well known as a cheapskate and fond of revenge.

Mo Rantong glanced at him when he heard the words, and left without saying anything.

Qingsu: "..."

"Hey, Qingsu, calm down, calm down, you don't want to die, do you want to be chopped into meat stuffing and wrapped into dumplings by the team leader?!"

Seeing Qingsu laughing on the seat, trembling wildly, with evil spirit oozing out, he became more and more anxious, afraid that Qingsu would kill him.

Wushen happened to be sitting next to Qingsu, and upon hearing the words, he persuaded: "It's not like you don't know the temperament of the team leader. It's been so many years, and you still haven't gotten used to it?"

"I'm used to it, Mao."

Suddenly he stopped laughing, his green lips were red like blood, his eyes turned into cold vertical pupils: "If I hadn't defeated her, I would have died a long time ago!"

The voice stopped abruptly, Qing Su suppressed her demonic aura, and hummed: "Wait until tomorrow..." He disappeared before he finished speaking.

What are you waiting for tomorrow?

The rest of the room looked at each other, and then left with their own thoughts.

...

Qinlian had been absent-minded all morning, she frowned slightly, and couldn't calm down when she was practicing.

On the lawn in the courtyard, Qinlian looked at Mo Rantong's office in a daze. Suddenly, Qingsu in a blue old dress appeared beside her, and said firmly, "You like the team leader."

Qinlian: "..."

"Tsk, little Qinlian, don't be shy, let's play an interesting game, shall we? This game is called Girl's Road to Rebirth."

Qingsu smiled enchantingly, and her tone was full of bewitching meaning.

Qinlian: "...I'm sorry, I don't need it."

Fire prevention, anti-theft and anti-green crisps are the common thoughts of all the team members, and Qinlian, who has been cheated by green crisps, is no exception.

Qingsu: "...don't, tomorrow that girl named Feng Qingshui will come to the group to clock in and go to work, little Qinlian, don't you want to dress yourself up and surprise everyone tomorrow? I can listen to them Having said that, Feng Qingshui is really good-looking, she is so beautiful, she is more attractive than any vixen who has been around for ten thousand years, if little Qinlian doesn't work hard, then tomorrow... tsk tsk." Bai Hege

Shaking her head and sighing a few times, Qin Lian was so angry with Qingsu's appearance that she wished to punch him a few times: "I'm also very beautiful!"

It is impossible for Qinlian to admit that she is not as good-looking as Feng Qingshui.

"Yes, but does Xiao Qinlian not want to make herself more beautiful?"

"…think."

It is said that it is not scary to bump into a shirt, and whoever is ugly is embarrassed. Anyway, the next day, Feng Qingshui was in a good mood.