I was robbed by the scumbag Bai Yueguang

The two of them came and went to compliment each other politely, Fu Qianxing felt pain in the cheeks of the two of them, no wonder Mo Feng was so good at pretending, it turned out he was trained like this.

The glass door that said Mo's Group opened automatically upon sensing people. Fu Qianxing looked at the rows of desks. Everyone was concentrating on their work. Of course, there were one or two accidents.

He had appeared in this kind of place before, but it was to ask for bills.

He still remembered the fear in the eyes of those people looking at him, but the contempt and disdain in the deeper eyes was so clearly engraved on his bones, leaving two words: garbage.

He straightened his clothes, and followed Mo Feng inside uncomfortably.

Mo Zong's voice sounded like bricks and bricks had built a high wall between him and Mo Feng.

He looked at Mo Feng's tall and straight back, and suddenly realized that if he hadn't been in this book, in this beautiful skin, and just happened to reset the persona, people like Mo Feng probably wouldn't have read more Give him a look.

The man suddenly turned his head and looked at him, with tenderness in his sharp eyebrows.

Fu Qianxing lowered his head. For some reason, he remembered what the teacher said when he was still in school: Only by turning yourself into an excellent person, will you never let inferiority stop you when you meet someone you like in the future .

He didn't mean that he liked Mo Feng, but he suddenly felt that he understood.

Mo Feng's president's office is very simple, but all the items are very high-end at first glance. He pointed to the extra desk on the left and said to Fu Qianxing: "This will be your site from now on. I just give you a simple layout. You can put whatever you want in the future."

Fu Qianxing looked at his desk, a little surprised, "I'm not a bodyguard, so I still use my office?"

Mo Feng smiled: "You can play games, watch movies, and do things there. If you get tired, there is a lounge inside."

Fu Qianxing felt a little awkward, "Your Mo Group lacks ancestors. If you don't really want me to be a bodyguard, I'll leave." After speaking, he turned around and left. Mo Feng was coaxing him to play. There's no reason to be so angry.

But for some reason, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Just as he opened the door, a hand stretched out from beside his head, pressed against the door and pushed it back forcefully.

He felt the breathing of the people behind him, but he didn't know what he was awkward about or he didn't let go of the handle of the door.

"We signed the contract. If you leave now, you will lose money."

Fu Qianxing didn't expect that Mo Feng would actually use money to pressure him. He is really a shrewd guy, and he found his dead spot right away. He really has no money—how angry!

"As an employee, obeying the boss's arrangement is the first rule. I hope that I don't bring too much personal emotion during working hours."

What Mo Feng said was so serious that Fu Qianxing was a little ashamed for a while.

It happened that someone knocked on the door, "Mr. Mo, the meeting room is ready."

Mo Feng: "Understood."

Fu Qianxing let go of his hands and moved aside, turned around and said with a half-smile: "Mr. Mo thinks too much, so I won't mix my personal feelings during working hours!"

As he said that, he opened the door for Mo Feng, looking decent, "Mr. Mo please."

Mo Feng really liked his energetic appearance.

Fu Qianxing entered the meeting room with Mo Feng behind him. He felt some probing gazes on him, but none of these people reacted emotionally. Mo Feng sat down at the main seat of the meeting table. Sitting silently on his left, he gave Fu Qianxing a friendly glance.

Fu Qianxing: No wonder he can become a director, look at this pattern.

What they discussed next was like listening to the scriptures to Fu Qianxing, but he found that Xiao Mo had the right to speak, and the older people who attended the meeting seemed to follow Xiao Mo's lead.

Fu Qianxing walked around the crowd, only to realize that Mo Feng was sitting in this position - he was too young.

The most obvious one was a proposal. The proposal was made by a man named Ma Yi with glasses, who seemed to be in his late thirties. Mo Feng asked a question about his proposal, but he hesitated and didn't answer.

Mo Feng wanted to veto this proposal. Fu Qianxing clearly saw that Ma Yi met a rich old man's eyes, and the old man spoke in a calm manner. Fu Qianxing wanted to rent a tongue for him.

When Mo Feng was talking to him, he also drooped his eyelids and smiled mockingly from time to time, and finally the old guy led the conversation to Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo first expressed his agreement with Mo Feng's question, but then changed the subject abruptly, thinking that Ma Yi's proposal could be done.

Afterwards, everyone echoed, and in the end those who were still watching joined their camp.

Although Fu Qianxing didn't know who was right in this question, but he was inexplicably uncomfortable seeing them targeting Mo Feng so much, and Mo Feng was calm, with his eyes slightly lowered, the cold light in his eyes was faint, and he listened patiently to those people taking turns. Go into battle and boast.

Even Ma Yi regained his confidence, and spoke a few words with high spirits.

Mo Feng nodded from time to time.

Xiao Mo scanned around with a smile, and everyone shut up knowingly, "Of course, these are just our opinions and suggestions on this proposal. In the end, it's up to Mr. Mo to decide. If you have any doubts, let them do it again." , When will you figure it out, and when will you knock on this case again."

Fu Qianxing looked at him with everything under control: Bah!Director, eunuch, you!I can't figure out my status!The old man's layout is too small!

Mo Feng looked around the crowd, "Everyone said very well and clearly, it can be seen that they attach great importance to this case, I believe that everyone has the ability to do a good job, this case is finalized, and Ma Yi will be in charge of it for you This group leader."

Ma Yi bowed to Mo Feng with joy written all over his face, "Thank you, President Mo, for your trust."

Mo Feng smiled like a big brother, although he looks younger than this Ma Yi, but his aura is here, "If you touch a few team members yourself, other departments will try their best to cooperate."

The meeting came to a successful conclusion amidst the crowd's response.

Fu Qianxing is about to die of aggrievedness, this is not the same as the overlord in his heart!

Xiao Mo was still talking to Mo Feng, "Boss Mo has the same courage as the chairman when he was young."

Mo Feng: "Mr. Xiao has cultivated so many talents. By the way, hasn't Mr. Xiao played with the chairman recently?"

Xiao Mo laughed, "I'm going right now."

Mo Feng: "You have to worry about the company again, and you have to accompany the chairman to entertain yourself. Uncle Xiao has really worked hard for you."

A change of address naturally shortened the distance between the two, Xiao Mo looked at Mo Feng with the elder's kindness in relief, "Your Uncle Xiao and your father are brothers for life. , I can still help you in the company for a few years for the eldest brother, and we old guys will count on you in the future."

Fu Qianxing frowned, no wonder he was so arrogant and the backstage was tough.

Back in the office, Mo Feng loosened his tie, took off his suit jacket and threw it on the sofa. The annoyance on his face was completely different from the cheerful and humble look just now, and he drank a large glass of water.

He still cursed out of frustration, "Damn old guy."

Fu Qianxing felt that his current appearance was quite childish, so he leaned over, "What's the matter, you bossy boss, you're going to let others shit on your neck."

Mo Feng: "You can stop talking so disgustingly."

Fu Qianxing: "Pee?"

Mo Feng pulled out the chair and sat down speechlessly, while Fu Qianxing sat on his desk with his butt lifted, one leg dangling comfortably, "You can't do it, Boss, look, they haven't listened to you yet!" Nah."

Hearing what he said, Mo Feng turned the chair towards him, raised his leg and touched Fu Qianxing's calf, and joked, "Are you obedient?"

Fu Qianxing stared at her beautiful eyes: "I'm not obedient!"

Mo Feng touched his calf again, more like rubbing, sliding from the knee to the ankle, then gently knocked Fu Qianxing's foot, "You let me kiss, and I will admit that you are obedient."

Fu Qianxing seized the opportunity: "Mr. Mo, please don't bring your personal emotions to work."

Unexpectedly, that bastard Mo Feng hooked his legs and brought the chair in front of him with a little force. He put his hands on his waist and put them on the desk, while he split his legs with Mo Feng in between. Front!

Fu Qianxing hadn't realized it yet, why did this posture suddenly become like this!

Just as he opened his mouth to curse, Mo Feng suddenly put his arms around his waist, put his head on his lap and rubbed against his waist, "Qianxing, they bullied me—"

The complaint full of grievances and the humanoid dog in front of him are simply two extremes.

One tortured Fu Qianxing's body, and the other tortured Fu Qianxing's soul.

"Qianxing, they teamed up to bully me—"

The thin, poor-quality trousers could not resist the heat sprayed from his mouth at all.

Fu Qianxing's eyes flashed with lingering water. It was nervousness, shyness, anger and bewilderment. Before he could react, he blurted out, "Then I'll beat them up for you."

than pushing this person away

His priority is that the person in front of him has been wronged.

Mo Feng didn't expect to get this answer, so he raised his head in surprise and met Fu Qianxing's gaze. Those mournful and especially beautiful eyes looked a little stunned. It's a bit of a mess, and the tie is askew.

Mo Feng supported the desk and stood up slowly, staring at Fu Qianxing with a fixed gaze. His figure covered the light of Fu Qianxing's body bit by bit until it was completely covered, as if it belonged to him completely.

Fu Qianxing's eyes followed him up slowly, and Mo Feng's pupils pressed down into a long and narrow line, all the light was condensed together, full of danger.

Fu Qianxing was at a loss, what did he say just now?His slightly curled eyelashes swayed fragilely like a butterfly fluttering on the ice field, his body leaned back little by little following Mo Feng's movements, his slender neck stretched tight, and his Adam's apple protruded like a green fruit. out.

Mo Feng raised his hand to stroke Fu Qianxing's neck, only then did he notice that the difference in skin color between the two was so obvious, he was already fair, but Fu Qianxing seemed to be made of clouds.

He watched his palms almost completely wrap around Fu Qianxing's neck, which gave him a bad sense of control.

The index finger landed on the small Adam's Apple, and he clearly felt its uneasy trembling, and a small shuddering goosebump appeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. Instead of showing pity, he kept pushing his finger against his chin with more strength. Sliding down, a flash of bright red chased after his fingertips, remaining on the clear neck until he hooked the collar of the white shirt.