MTL - Problematic Sister Fell In Love With Me-Chapter 13 Fancy

Chapter 013: I want to get into the wrong

Although this may be the last day of staying in the Fengchang Group, I still finished the work very carefully. I don't want to jeopardize other colleagues in the comprehensive group because of my negative work.

Blessings are difficult to hide, watching the second hand turn to the last lap before work, it's finally here.

Tassel has long been ready to go home. "Nannan, a new barbecue restaurant has been opened outside my neighborhood. Let's have a drink together at night."

Before answering, President Mo ’s little secretary Song Jiashen unknowingly appeared behind us, “Chun Nan, President Mo asked you to go to her office.”

I shrugged helplessly on the tassel and immediately lost my job. In fact, I really wanted to go with her for two cups of pouring sorrow, but considering the little ancestor at home, it was fine. I went back late yesterday, and today is late again Going home is justified.

"Oh, by the way, your bag is still with Mo," Tassel simply thought that Murphy wanted to return my briefcase. "I'll wait for you, you hurry."

"Su Su, don't have to wait for him, President Mo may have hired him as a driver," Song Jia patted my shoulder without shyness, revealing an ambiguous smile, and the two shallow dimples on the doll's face were very cute. Brother Nan, you have a bright future, I am optimistic about you ~ "

The implication should be that Mo always calls me, which means that I am likely to climb into the position of assistant, right? I only learned today that the rumor that President Mo was going to promote the assistant from the comprehensive group came from this girl's mouth. I knew that this young man was going to gossip, and I wouldn't believe it if he was killed.

"Oh, I ’m useless if you are optimistic. I ca n’t afford the chocolate. If you look at my appetite, eat me." Song Jia and our grade are similar. They both came for the same interview. So I talked a lot. The thing I like about Mr. Mo is that she missed it for Tassel and Yang Wei.

"Go, I think you want to eat me? Don't dream anymore," Song Jiadu said with a small mouth in my forehead, "wake up and wake up, President Mo seems to be in a hurry."

anxious? She is in a hurry to fire me ...

Tassel heard Song Jia say this and urged me: "Since you are not here yet, let's eat another day, hurry up, don't let Mo always wait."

"Um." Still good buddies, you are also anxious to push me to the pan? At this moment I was not in the mood to explain with tassel, lest she followed upset with me, said goodbye to her, but thought in my heart that it was definitely not here when I met again.

"Nannan, come on, don't waste any more opportunities!" Liu Su left and didn't forget to give me encouragement. I wonder if I was dazzled. When she came to the door, she glanced back at me. Imperviousness ...

"Mr Mo, Chu Nan is here."

"Okay, Allison, you can get off work."

As soon as I walked into the office, I felt a chill. The magnificent boss chair made Murphy a little petite, but her cold and indifferent expression couldn't help but be moved. There was an innate feeling on her. Spirit, it seems that he is born a superior superior.

On the desk in front of her were several stacks of thick material files, which were neatly packed. The shoulder bag was on the table, and it really felt like going out.

Song Jia squeezed his eyes playfully, and then he quit the office and took the door.

Anyway, I'm destined to leave, I disdain pretending to be like an aggrieved woman, trying to save something. I don't leave the grandfather here, I have my grandfather's place, leaving a happy and cheerful back for the woman I like, at least Let the trace of my name in her heart last longer.

Thinking of this, I was already very cheerful, and without waiting for Murphy to greet, I sat on the chair opposite her desk. Murphy didn't expect me to be so polite, and her expression was slightly wrong.

I do n’t want to talk nonsense. I ’m afraid that the more ink the more I am nostalgic, I will directly cut into the subject. “Mr. Mo, please speak directly if you have something. I am mentally prepared. I can accept no matter what the result will not make you embarrassed.”

This is my heart. Murphy wants to fire me, and I ca n’t beat her with my mother. After all, it ’s a private matter, so she has to find other excuses to strike me. It ’s the last thing I want to see. Yes, Murphy in my impression is a courageous, bright and upright woman. I don't want to destroy her perfection in my heart.

The air seemed to be stagnant. Without the block of the lenses, I could clearly see the flow of surprise in her eyes, and there was a little pride in her heart. She is a smart woman who can understand what I mean because she is a A smart woman, so I was especially surprised at my simplicity. You know, how many people dream of sharpening their heads and smashing their heads may not climb into the threshold of the Fengchang Group, and I gave up frankly.

After half a moment of silence, Murphy's expression returned to calm, no anger, no excitement, but unexpectedly calm, and asked quietly: "Do you mean I can understand what you say, no matter what I say, Will it do '?'

Although Murphy said something strange, I nodded, "Yes."

"That's good," Murphy laughed suddenly, like a spring breeze, my heart beating involuntarily a few times, and saw her take out my briefcase from the desk drawer, then got up and walked to In front of me, stuffed the bag and the car key into my hand, "Let's go."

"Leave?" I fainted. "Where?"

"Let's eat," Murphy said with a natural expression, and dragged me up politely. "Don't you listen to me and say anything, so soon?"

"Eat? Wait, wait ..." I was at a loss as if I was filled with paste, totally at a loss, "You ... aren't you trying to fire me?"

The corner of Murphy's mouth clearly showed such a look, and he asked rhetorically, "You work well, why should I fire you?"

"Don't play me, President Mo," I felt a little uncomfortable, and gently broke off her hand that grabbed my arm, picking out clearly: "I hit your mother yesterday ..."

"That's why I want to invite you to dinner."

"what?!"

Seeing that I couldn't stop talking about Lei's close, Murphy seemed to realize that her words were misleading. Suddenly, the noodles turned red, and her little hand shook. The sentence is also unclear, and I will explain to you later when I eat. Why, Chu Nan, don't you want to give me face? "

"No, of course not!" Buddy, I was very hopeless. Seeing Murphy's panic and cute appearance, my heart had become a mess, and my heart was bumping into hearts, but I couldn't bear to refuse her, so girlish Mr. Mo, no one has seen it? I'm so lucky ...

The drizzle drizzled, it was especially refreshing, and the breath of spring permeated every corner of the city with the cool wind. Outside the car window, people hurried, or rushed home, or engaged in entertainment. The same road carried different moods.

In the quiet car, Faye Wong's ethereal and clear voice rang, clear, ethereal, and intoxicating. I seriously waited for the clumsy and slow change of the traffic lights, and couldn't help humming gently with the song.

My buddy is in a good mood at this moment. The noise and noise outside has nothing to do with me. I am immersed in my inner joy and infinite expectations. I did not expect that instead of firing me, Mr. Mo offered to invite me to dinner. Although the reason is unknown for now, the space for fantasy is wider, pure, sensual, and want to get into ...

Perhaps because of the relaxed atmosphere, Murphy sitting in the front passenger's seat couldn't help but snorted a few words, and then suddenly felt back, she carefully glanced at me, her face was rosy, and the cold iceberg was also for this spring rain Melted in general.

"Chunan, what do you like to eat?"

The meals are delicious, and everything is delicious. "Simply, just be good, don't be afraid of Mr. Mo's joke. I'm not a good person. I'm really not used to eating in better restaurants." The truth is, but how many Selfishly, once, I ’m sorry to let Mo always spend money. Secondly, I always think that occasions like high-end restaurants or western restaurants are too particular about it, which will make people unable to let go. I was already nervous. The more casual environment may be more It will help me communicate with President Mo.

"Oh, how could I laugh at you, in fact I am too," Murphy breathed a sigh of relief, and laughed: "then go to a dumpling house that I know better, to be honest, I was just afraid that you would kill me . "

It ’s rare that Murphy is joking. I ca n’t play the same stuff like the last time. A poor meal? "

Murphy's face seemed to be blowing a cold wind suddenly, and she smiled unnaturally, causing me to jump around and thinking that I had inadvertently said something wrong. Then I heard Murphy ask, "You like it Faye Wong's song? "