Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

The secretary paused because of the deterrent power of the season's warm opening, and then looked up and said directly in disdain: “Cut, doesn't it just depend on how much stinking money you have in your own home, buy two companies and think you can handle it? ”

Seasonal warmth smiled and didn't smile: "Are you disgusted? ”

“How dare I? You are Ji's gold! Isn't the company integrated into some studio now? I don't think you can stand us, Miss Ji. Instead of waiting for you to kick me out, I'd better go myself! ”

The secretary gave a look to several other colleagues, almost all of whom began to pack their things in silence.

Seawarm looked at the secretary of the "first uprising” and nodded with admiration: “Well, consciousness is also a good skill. Before you go, remember to turn off the lights in the office. This electricity is not lit for you to hide behind the computer and apply grease and powder. ”

Hachi had just come back. She had the personal files of the secretaries in her hand. Ji Wen picked them up and saw the photo on the top file, the one who had just spontaneously choked with her.

The secretary suddenly said with a poignant irony: "How much more money is left for electricity? We're not particularly clear about your personal situation, but we also heard that you seem to be married to the famous Mozi family in Haicheng. Is Mozi's president your husband? You've been married for a long time, and you're not pregnant or anything. Don't be infertile. Otherwise, you'll probably be kicked out sooner or later. You won't lay eggs. The Mozi family won't want it. ”

The voice just fell, and several secretaries laughed with cynicism.

Season Warm didn't laugh back, throwing his personal file at the desk beside him at will: “Is this your file? Thirty years old, unmarried, staying in such a small company for a whole year, delusional to climb the previous Han family? Don't say that Han Tianyuan is no longer able to see the sun again. It was him who slept with so many women. I'm afraid he won't even be able to sleep in an authentic hotel bed. ”

The secretary glanced at her instantly: "What are you talking about? I'm only 23! ”

“Oh, it looks like you deliberately lied to someone about your age, but your profile is based on your ID, and you're 30 years old.” Seasonal warmth glanced at her chest at the same time: “By the way, I was wondering, where did your breasts come from? There are only a few signs of drooling from the airport to such a turbulent situation, and the plastic surgery hospital is at a very good level. ”

She pointed to the photograph on the file in her finger, which should have been taken over a year to show the figure of her upper body.

“Is that how Miss Ji insults people? My boobs are real!” The secretive eyeballs are staring out.

“Don't get so excited, the prosthesis on your chin is getting angry, your eyelids were done many years ago, right? The corners of the eyes are not very well done, there is no sense of a large european eye at all, and there is still some shallow fishtail print on the tail of the eyes.” Seasonal warm eyes are unusual, with a few shallow smiles in their eyes.

“Don't think you're in charge here right now, you can talk nonsense!” The secretive lips were blue.

“I don't know if Han Tian would have given you a chance to stay as a secretary if he had read your file carefully.” Seasonal Warm also kept the files of several other people in hand.

Then the secretary quickly stepped forward to pick up her own file, quickly put it in her bag, and turned around and left.

Finally, when I saw that it was raining heavily outside, I glanced back at the warmth of the season and took out a phone call. After the phone was turned on, I said, “Honey, I'm off work. It's raining too hard outside. Can you drive to pick me up? ”

After that, he hung up and turned a white eye to warm the season.

She was quite proud: “The man who chased me is one of them, Han is just one of them. As long as I hook my finger, rich men can line up at the office. As for you, Grandma won't stay! ”

Speaking of which, he twisted his waist straight into the elevator.

Season Warm looked at the figure and instinctively pulled the lip angle.

She didn't mean to argue, but she couldn't have been so bored to feed these vases and trash that Korean sky had brought in a long time ago.

Seasonal warmth turned around and went back to his office.

Ten minutes later, Ji Wen left the studio and went downstairs. In front of the revolving door on the ground floor of the building, she saw the secretary just now standing in front of the door with two secretaries from the same office standing beside her.

A million-dollar luxury car parked in front of the door, and the secretary frowned proudly, turning back to see the season warm also came down, directly smiling more proudly at her.

Even more directly with the very envious eyes of the two colleagues beside him, he raised his hand and ran down the stairs in front of the door. When he got to the door, he opened the door and bent down to the people inside and said, “Honey, my colleague didn't pick them up. Can you take them home on the way? ”

Then the secretary turned back and told the two female colleagues to get in the car, then turned a dashing white eye towards the season warmth, twisted his waist and sat in the car, closing the door proudly and shamelessly.

In the car, two female colleagues kept shouting and praising: "This is so rich! It's the latest Porsche! ”

“I also want to have such a rich boyfriend... I'm so jealous...”

“Wow, there's a bunch of Blue Magpies in the car! Ahhh, darling, your boyfriend is so romantic...”

The secretary smiled and turned around and kissed the man in the car, sweeping with contempt towards the season warmth of still standing alone in front of the building door.

The envy in the car was going on, and on a rainy night, an engine burst outside.

The black noble body easily crossed the car in a crowded vehicle, stopping gently in front of the building door.

“Shit!” One of the female colleagues glanced outwards: “Rolls-Royce Memorial Edition is limited to Guster...”

“Ah, the legendary Guster worth over 60 million? Oh, my God, this car is so handsome...”

“It's really SO windy! This car is so cool! The design of the body is so beautiful! This is one of the most sought-after luxury cars around! If I could get in a car like this, I'd be dead for nothing in my life...”

“Whose car is this? ”

“I heard that this seems to be the seat of President Mercer...”

The car was suddenly silent.

President Mercer? Mojing Deep?

So this is just for the warm season?!