Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Haicheng, Mercer Group.

The executive conference room was held still for a moment by that brief cell phone ringing.

Since returning from T-Market, the whole person was frightened and frightened and indifferent from the bones. Although he had not spoken very well in the company before, today, he can be described in very bad words. He really didn't dare to come any closer. He feared losing his job.

The meeting was proceeding in an orderly fashion, Mojing sat in the chair cold and listened to the executives' debriefing. Until the phone he placed on the table rang, his face did not change slightly, but he just glanced at the phone, the bell was very short, almost just rang and stopped.

Everyone in the conference room has witnessed the same cold temperatures of Arctic glaciers, ranging from a dozen cold weather to perennial snow, but this is a time when people are frozen.

Shen Moo stood beside Mo Jing Deep and did not dare speak. He had just seen Mo Jing Deep's phone lit up, showing the Seasonal Warm number.

But strangely, Mo didn't have any action to answer the phone, and the other guy just hung up.

What's going on here?

Was it a fight?

“President Mo, do you want to suspend the meeting and call me back?” Shen Moo whispered.

“No, go on.” The deep tone of the ink is extremely faint.

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At eight o'clock that night, Seasonal Warm packed up what he had brought back from the apartment.

She ignored any doubts in the bedroom, except that Feng Ling had not spoken, so she watched Seasonal Warm clean up there.

I can see that Seasonal Warm obviously relieves her mood and exasperates through this exhaustion of packing, and at this time it is better to let her do her thing alone.

Until the warmth of the season is finished, turn around and take a shower and come back, it's 9 pm.

Young people are used to staying up all night. Lin Fifi can't sleep upside down in bed. He said: "Professor Lin is really too strict. We are not allowed to go out at night, and security guards are arranged outside our bedroom. It's really not possible to fly out here at night. I suspect that he didn't come here to study, but went to a small prison...”

“Professor Lin is cautious. Which of these business management classes is not identical, there are huge families behind it. If something goes wrong here, Professor Lin will not only destroy his reputation, but can't afford to pay this responsibility. Therefore, he doesn't allow us to leave school at night, which is justifiable.” A slight response was made.

Ling Fifi shouted: “This is too boring. When I first came to T City, I didn't get a chance to eat some special food and beverages around here. I think I'd better do this. How about we treat four people to dinner in our bedroom? This Saturday, I invite everyone to eat, Sunday, Sunday, next Saturday, warm, next Sunday, next Sunday, Feng Ling, we can only go out to eat, drink and have fun on the weekend! ”

After Ling Fifi said that, no one answered in the bedroom, and she said to herself, "Oh, then I'll take you for acquiescence! It's settled! ”

Baiwei, this lazy man raised his head from the bed and asked: “I see you are really in the middle of a big T-shirt life, I really don't think about learning at all. ”

Lin Fifi punched the corner of his mouth: “I also listened very carefully to the lesson, okay? ”

Ling Feifei looked at Feng Ling's side: “You see, Feng Ling didn't put any thought into the study. I saw her in class today and didn't listen to Professor Lin's class at all. Until now, I haven't seen her take out a book to review it. If you want to say scum, isn't she worse than me? ”

Feng Ling's eyes glanced at her without a cold glance. As soon as Ling Fei received her sight, she subconsciously did not open her head and dared not look at her.

“He's a martial arts champion. What are you?” Smile slightly.

Lin Fifi stopped talking and his eyes suddenly dazzled the warm direction of the season.

Feng Ling's force is really disappointing, or is it wonderful to make less noise? Baiwei is an executive who has experienced the storm in a large company. If it is any better than the kung fu in her mouth, it is no match for her.

It's warm this season, but it's always quiet and quiet.

“I said the season is warm, you study most every day, what's the need? Isn't that just a real estate studio? What's the big deal? The extra management estimation you've learned is that dozens of people work for you, and I think it's a waste of time for you to come to Professor Lin to learn management. ”

Seasonal Warm was going to go to sleep, and when she heard this, she didn't turn around to see her. She just said: “Small studios are also a work group, and good corporate management is used in tens of thousands of companies and dozens of studios, all with the same effect. ”

“I think what you should do most is to find a way to hold the thighs and get people to invest tens of millions of dollars in your studio. It's important to improve your studio's standards. Otherwise, it's just a small studio, how can you get it...”

Feng Ling suddenly swept Ling Fifi's glance: “Do you like minding your own business? ”

Ling Fei Mo wonders: “I care about the warmth of the season. What does it have to do with you? ”

“Shut up!” Feng Ling's face is white without expression, "she glanced.“ It's time for a break, keep quiet, okay? ”

“You!” Ling Feifei suddenly sat up and glanced at her, but Feng Ling picked up his headset with a cold face and put it on. He never looked at her again.

The bedroom was very quiet, no one cared about her, Ling Feifei wanted to lose her temper and didn't dare to direct her hair to Feng Ling. Then she turned her eyes and looked at the warmth of the season, which had never been turned over.

It seems that this cold and hard to reach Feng Ling is always maintaining the seasonal warmth if nothing, but he is just the head of a small studio. He has no money, no rights and no identity background. He is actually quite a good person.

The bedroom is finally quiet.

Seasonal warmth closed her eyes for a while. Although it was quiet, she couldn't sleep and her eyes opened again.

It is no longer raining outside today, but the weather in T City is really cold, and the sound of air conditioning in the bedroom, although not loud, is particularly evident in this quiet situation, and it is difficult for people who are whistling to sleep.

The bedroom lights also turned off at 9: 30, and the season warm picked up the phone in the dark and turned on the screen to look.

Still no phone call, not to mention no text message.

The screen of the phone in the dark was a bit dazzling, and Seasonal Warm opened the recent call record and looked at the call he made to Ink Jing Deep during the day.

She was sure the call was over.

But until now, a few hours have passed, her phone has been quiet.

She confirmed that her phone was not broken and sent a text message asking for the balance of the phone, proving that it was not down.

Seasonal Warm switches off the phone screen and lights up after a short while, so long.

Really, not a single phone call...