Mrs. Mo is super rich

Mr. Wang didn't mention it, he even smiled and maintained such a posture all the time.

"Mo Ziyuan, are you very angry, why don't you show your previous aura? Weren't you difficult to sell in the past? I really can't figure it out, but now you are so humble."

Wang Zu is very unlikely to be him. It seems that Mo Ziyuan is a very irritable and smelly person. In the past, he would often lose his temper at them for no reason. He never paid attention to them. Didn't provoke him?
But looking back at the present, these people's words are so ugly, but Mo Ziyuan doesn't seem to take it to heart.

To be honest, he is really not used to Mo Ziyuan like this, but seeing Mo Ziyuan being bullied and ridiculed here, he feels very happy in his heart, that's why he wants to let Mo Ziyuan The reason why Ziyuan came to his company to work.

There is never a free lunch in the world, he just wanted to see if Mo Ziyuan would change, to see if Mo Ziyuan would lower his noble head under the influence of money.

Unexpectedly, it was different from what he imagined. He thought that people like Mo Ziyuan would not bow their heads because of money, let alone let others ride on their necks to shit and pee.But when he saw it today, he realized that all kinds of people have their edges and corners smoothed by life.

"Mr. Wang was joking. I experienced so many things in the past, and I will change. I believe that no matter who it is, after experiencing such a big difference, his temperament and personality will undergo a huge change. It’s all about living after all.”

Even being ridiculed by those colleagues, he is not afraid of being ridiculed by the manager again, and he is willing to talk about himself as rich as if he is talking about another person.

"You're right. If I had encountered such a big thing, I might not be as strong as you. It's also very good. Let's work hard."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Wang left with his assistant, but before leaving, he still took a repeated look at Mo Ziyuan.

In fact, just now, everyone saw where the general manager really was, so they squeezed out Mencius even more. Yuan was just to please the general manager. At this time, the general manager also left, and Meng Ziyuan returned to his office alone. to the table.

But the matter didn't end because of this, but just started. Recently, Mo Ziyuan faced the same thing every day, and he was used to it.

"Mo Ziyuan printed out these documents."

"Mo Ziyuan, make me a cup of coffee."

"Mo Ziyuan went downstairs to pick up the courier for me."

……

This is basically how he lived this day. Everyone was looking for things to do for him. It seemed that they didn't regard it as an equal at the same time, as if they were treating him as a servant. Same.

But Mo Ziyuan couldn't refuse. After all, he just came to the company, and the newcomer is still in the internship period. If it doesn't follow the words of these seniors, then it is very likely that it will suffer from these people when the internship period expires. slander, then he will not be able to enter the company to work on time.

No matter how difficult it is, Mo Ziyuan is trying his best to complete every task they entrusted to him. Only then did he realize that being an assistant is actually such a difficult thing, and there are so many things to do.

When I saw him suddenly, I thought of Zhuang Xiaomin. I don't know if pretending to be Xiaoming as an assistant to that manager Lin would also be like me, being squeezed out by others and having endless work. After work, I have to clean up the housework and cook at home.

He took out his mobile phone and wanted to call Zhuang Xiaomin, but the number was already dialed, so he didn't have the courage to press the dial button. After all, the two of them quarreled last night, and it was because of divorce matter.

If he called at this time, wouldn't it be very embarrassing? After thinking about it, Mo Ziyuan finally put the phone away.

"If you don't work quickly, what are you doing here?"

Mo Ziyuan was just stunned here for a while, and someone came over immediately, but he blamed others.

He didn't say anything, turned around and went to learn to do his own work. Anyway, these people used to punish him when they had nothing to do, and he was used to it.

"Young man, the work here should be very difficult. Don't you think about developing in other cities? Why do you have to stay here and talk about the exclusion of others?"

At this time, I, Mo Ziyuan, went downstairs to pick up the courier, and the uncle at the door saw Mo Ziyuan coming to pick up the courier again, and felt sorry for her.

This uncle has been in their company for a long time, and he is a relatively easy-going person, and he is very kind to everyone, and he has never given the other party a face because of certain things.

"I haven't thought about it yet. After all, I still have a mother and a family. It's impossible to go wherever I want."

Mo Ziyuan would never fail to respond to the enthusiasm of the old man. This old man was probably the most special existence in the entire company.

The old man also knows something about him, so every time he sees him, he will persuade the two of them to go. If it is possible, Mo Ziyuan is also thinking, should he leave here and go to a place that no one knows? The place started to develop again.

But considering that his mother may not be so easy to accept, after all, his father has just left, and he will need a period of time to buffer.

"You child, you are too filial. This will only make you suffer more."

The old man sighed again and stopped talking, but handed the courier to Mo Ziyuan.

Walking all the way back, Mo Ziyuan was thinking about what the old man said. He felt that there was nothing wrong with what the old man said. It was indeed because he was too filial that he didn't want to leave here temporarily, but he wanted to Thinking that he will definitely develop better if he goes to other places, but his mother may not be happy, what should she do if there is another disease.

"Mencius said, have you finished printing the things I asked you to print? You just ran around, you don't want to do it here, do you?"

Mo Ziyuan had just entered the gate of the department when he heard a roaring sound from inside. He frowned slightly, then walked quickly to the colleague who asked him to pick up the courier, and handed the courier to him in front of him. , and quickly ran to the printing place.

This is Mo Ziyuan's daily work, but even so, he has always insisted on it, and he has not said a single word to his family about his unsatisfactory work.

It was already very late this day after he was busy, and Mo Ziyuan has basically been working overtime every day recently, and the master entrusted him with too many things.

After returning home, he thought that Zhou Zemin hadn't finished cooking yet and was going to go, but when he finished cooking, he saw that the food had already been reserved for him on the table, it seemed that Zhuang Xiaomin cooked dinner tonight.

There was a warm smile on Mo Ziyuan's face. In fact, no matter how tired he was from work during the day, how much ridicule and exclusion he received, he felt very relaxed when he returned home.