Uncle President, please advise me for the rest of my life

Luo Tongtong was taken aback for a moment, Mo Shiqian's face flashed in his mind, he lowered his eyes and smiled wryly, "...it's okay."

If she really got along well with Mo Shiqian, how could so many things happen?
Lin Qingwan also sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and the smile on her face faded, "I heard about your family's affairs, and Mr. Mo is now dealing with Mo Jiangxuan and Mrs. Li vigorously and resolutely, because of you, right?"

"Why do you think so?"

Luo Tongtong suddenly raised his head, his eyes widened in astonishment.

She knew what Mo Shiqian had done, but if she wanted to say that he did it for herself...

"No, you think too much."

Luo Tongtong didn't think he had such a big face. Mo Shiqian and Mo Jiangxuan had always had grudges, how could it be because of her?
"Really?" Lin Qingwan smiled playfully, apparently not believing her explanation.

Luo Tongtong was a little annoyed. The relationship between her and Mo Shiqian couldn't be explained clearly in a few words, and it was really easy to be misunderstood.

Lin Qingwan raised the corners of her mouth and waved her hands pretending to be relaxed, "It seems that you don't know, well, I'm talking too much, so just pretend you didn't hear it. In fact, what you said makes sense. Can Shen Yize and I Success is not something that Xiao Xuexin can control."

Before Luo Tongtong could think about it, Lin Qingwan changed the subject again, "That woman's mind is just like that, she only uses some unsightly methods, even fools won't believe it!"

Sure enough, Luo Tongtong was circled back again, with a helpless expression on his face.

Don't talk too much, didn't she believe it before?

After the two had a meal, Luo Tongtong's understanding of Lin Qingwan deepened.

Although Lin Qingwan's character is a little bit proud of a young lady, but her nature is not bad, at least Luo Tongtong likes it very much.

After dinner, Lin Qingwan sent Luo Tongtong back to Luo's house with still unfinished business.

"When you go back, don't forget to thank your boss Mo~"

Lin Qingwan blew a kiss and left in her flamboyant Lamborghini.

Luo Tongtong stood at the door with a blank expression on his face.

She should have thought of it earlier, Lin Qingwan's familiar personality, just eating a meal, maybe in Lin Qingwan's heart, they are good girlfriends who can talk about everything...

Luo Tongtong sighed, opened the door and went in.

In the living room, Mo Shiqian was sitting in front of the sofa reading a newspaper. When he heard familiar footsteps, he didn't raise his head, knowing that it was Luo Tongtong who had returned.

"You went out with Lin Qingwan?"

Luo Tongtong frowned, and was about to ask him if he sent someone to follow him again, but Mo Shiqian glanced over, "Lin Qingwan posted a photo on Moments, I think the clothes look like you."

Luo Tongtong quickly took out her mobile phone and clicked on Lin Qingwan's circle of friends. Sure enough, her clothes appeared in the corner of Lin Qingwan's selfie.

But that's just the corner of the clothes, and you can't find it unless you look carefully. How did Mo Shiqian see that it was her clothes?

"Aren't you very busy recently? Are you still in the mood to read other people's Moments?"

Luo Tongtong's mouth quickened, and he spoke out like a question.

Mo Shiqian was stunned for a moment, and a helpless smile flashed across his eyes, "I just took a casual look, but I saw you unexpectedly. I'm really not interested in seeing other women."

Swap the concept!

She was talking about the circle of friends, not other women!
Luo Tongtong glared at him, then turned and went to the kitchen, "Mother Liu, I already had dinner outside, do you have anything to digest?"

Liu Ma served her a bowl of hawthorn syrup, and persuaded her in a low voice: "Young Mistress, before you came back, the Young Master has been waiting for you in the living room. You don’t want to be angry with him.”

Luo Tongtong held the bowl sullenly, and the sweet and sour sugar water didn't taste good anymore.

Why does everyone think that Mo Shiqian has deep affection for her, but she always plays petty temper with Mo Shiqian?

"I see, Mama Liu..."

Luo Tongtong muttered vaguely, and ran away with sugar water.

Thinking of Luo Tongtong being "separated" from him, Mo Shiqian was not in the mood to quickly settle the work in hand, and it was almost midnight after working overtime.

The room should be deserted again, he is the only one, right?
Mo Shiqian sighed, opened the door and went in.

The room was not as dark as he had imagined, a warm yellow bedside lamp was still on, and the other side of the big bed bulged.

Mo Shiqian's pupils shrank slightly, and he walked over with his hands tied.

Luo Tongtong was already asleep on the bed, and the side face was covered with warmth by the light, peaceful and beautiful.

In an instant, Mo Shiqian's fatigue of the past few days was swept away, and his thin lips slowly lifted.

The feeling of having someone waiting for you is really amazing.

In this way, the separation between Luo Tongtong and Mo Shiqian ended without a problem, and he moved his things back.

The guest room where grandma lived was kept by Mo Shiqian, and nothing was touched, only Mama Liu went in to clean it every day.

Luo Tongtong didn't say anything, but he was very grateful to Mo Shiqian for his hard work.

Maybe Lin Qingwan wasn't lying?

This idea took root in her mind, and weeds grew wildly.

"Tongtong!" Yang Xiaomi rushed over still full of energy, and grabbed her neck, "I was planning to find you to celebrate yesterday, where did you go?"

"Celebrate?" Luo Tongtong's expression changed, and he asked speechlessly, "You don't want to celebrate Xiao Xuexin's dismissal, do you?"

No need to think about it, Yang Xiaomi's hatred for Xiao Xuexin is no less than Lin Qingwan's.

"Yeah, you didn't come, we all felt bored, so we went our separate ways." Yang Xiaomi shook her head regretfully.

Luo Tongtong didn't feel regretful at all, Xiao Xuexin left as soon as she left, there was no need to add insult to injury.

"Don't think about celebrating, she's gone, don't we still have to work?"

Knowing what Xiao Xuexin said in the company, Luo Tongtong was secretly annoyed, but she hated Luo Shanshan who killed her grandma even more.

Yang Xiaomi pursed her lips embarrassingly, "Well, actually, we also feel wronged for you. Now that you've let go of her, we don't miss her anymore."

"That's right. We're going to announce the result of the personnel change today. No matter what department you transfer to in the future, you have to work hard."

Luo Tongtong had already heard from Lin Hai that she knew that Yang Xiaomi was going to be promoted, so she hoped that she would be more stable.

After leaving the president's office, there is no such good boss as Sister Liu to help the subordinates.

Near noon, Yang Xiaomi received a notice to report to the marketing department in the afternoon and became a supervisor of the marketing department.

There are many more people in the marketing department than in the R&D department, and the gold content of Yang Xiaomi, the supervisor, is not comparable to that of Xiao Xuexin.

With Yang Xiaomi's promotion, she was about to bid farewell to her colleagues who had worked for nearly two years. The whole office burst into tears and clamored to hold a farewell party for her.

"Xiaomi's popularity is really good."

Sister Liu smiled and watched them quarreling for a while, but she didn't stop them, she just called Luo Tongtong away, "Mr. Shen asked you to come over, I guess it's to discuss which department you're going to transfer to, and behave yourself!"