After pretending to be ugly, he was entangled by a billionaire

Unfortunately, Mo Yan's brain circuit is different from normal people.

Mo Yan thought for a while, then lightly opened her lips,

"Xiaoyue, you are still young and don't understand the complexity of emotions.

I want him to have a wonderful day every day, better than the past. "

As soon as her words fell, there was a moment of dead silence in the president's area.

Wan Xiaoyue's face also became as ugly as a dead person.

Thousands of calculations have been made, but Mo Yan's emotional intelligence has not been calculated, and her black hands have failed again.

After a while, applause suddenly broke out in the president's area.

"Assistant Mote, your love is too great."

Some female colleagues even shed tears of emotion.

Mo Yan, "."

She just answered casually to avoid soul torture.

Is everyone's reaction a bit exaggerated?
But in fact, it was about Leng Beichen, and Mo Yan's answer not only made the staff react strongly, but also quickly stirred up thousands of waves on the Internet.

After a while, the live content was widely forwarded.

Anyone can see that the camera is dark and the angle is weird, only one of Mo Yan's chin is captured, obviously a sneak shot.

Everything proves that Mo Yan spoke his mind without knowing it was broadcast live.

Chen Yuhuan hurried over, and when passing by Wan Xiaoyue, he gave her a meaningful look.

He entered the CEO's office and reported to Leng Beichen,
"Master, you and young mistress are on the hot search again."

Leng Beichen raised his eyes, "Because of what?"

He had just discussed a big project with a Korean chaebol, and he had no idea what was going on outside.

"The young mistress was probably dug by someone. Fortunately, she is alert."

Chen Yuhuan handed over his mobile phone, clicked on the live recording and showed it to Leng Beichen.

Leng Beichen laughed softly after hearing Mo Yan's answer,

"It's strange that she's alert. She just says what's on her mind."

Chen Yuhuan, "." It's strange that I mean it from my heart.

The young master Yingming I started deceiving himself and others as soon as he met Mo Yan.

"Master, who secretly broadcast the live broadcast this time, what is the motive, do you want me to investigate?"

"Temporarily stand still."

Leng Beichen's handsome face drew a ruthless arc,

"Since it's so fun, why not play it a few more times. Let this mentally handicapped god assist live longer."

Leng Beichen turned on the live broadcast again and watched it again and again.

The curvature of the corner of the mouth can't be suppressed
Mo Yan didn't know anything about the live broadcast incident. She got the new project information and went straight back to the president's office.

Seeing that Leng Beichen was in a good mood and his handsome face was shining brightly with a smile on the corner of his mouth, she felt strange,
"Leng is always in good spirits on happy occasions?"

Leng Beichen hooked her lips evilly,
"Is it a happy event to find out that my assistant has a crush on me?"

Mo Yan threw him a big white eye,

"What kind of happy event is this? The whole world knows that your assistant secretary has a crush on you, and you can eat all men, women, and children."

Leng Beichen's smile suddenly deepened, and she admitted it readily.

But the next moment, the smile on the corner of his mouth froze.

Mo Yan spat out the second half of the sentence mercilessly,
"Only me, I have no feelings for you, please remove me from your crush list, thank you."

"The tongue is not the heart."

Leng Beichen forwarded the live broadcast to Mo Yan.

It was only then that Mo Yan realized that because of a perfunctory remark, he had become a hot topic among netizens again.

"Are people nowadays full of food? Too busy?"

Leng Beichen, "." Is this the focus of her attention?
Shouldn't she be thinking about how she got on the live broadcast?
Mo Yan didn't worry about the live broadcast anymore, she devoted herself to understanding the new project.

She was going to negotiate at night, and she couldn't fight unprepared.

Seeing that Mo Yan was serious about his work, Leng Beichen smiled darkly.

In the evening, Mo Yan dressed up meticulously, and rushed to the hotel according to the address provided by the project department.

In the luxury car parked near the hotel, Leng Beichen and Chen Yuhuan watched silently as Mo Yan stepped into the hotel gate.

Chen Yuhuan was puzzled,
"Master, you know that no one is willing to take over this project because everyone knows that Gong is always a notorious old pervert.

He will never sign an agreement unless he takes advantage of it.Why let the young mistress take risks? "

Leng Beichen's lips had a tinge of gloom,
"There is no harm if there is no comparison. When a woman sees a greasy old pervert, she will have a more thorough understanding of what a pervert is."

Chen Yuhuan thought about it too.

Mo Yan pointed at Leng Beichen's nose all day long and called him a "pervert" and a "scumbag".

"Young Mistress' definition of 'pervert' is too low.

According to her theory, only a man who is impotent is a gentleman. "

"But young master, aren't you afraid that young mistress will suffer?"

Leng Beichen kicked him on the back of the seat,

"With me here, can she suffer?

By the way, teach that old pervert a lesson, give him a dumb loss, and force him to lower the reserve price by another [-]%. "

"Young master is wise, kills two birds with one stone, high."

The black-bellied Leng Beichen was planning his wishful thinking, but he never expected that Mo Yan would enter the wrong room.

Mo Yan looked up at the hotel room number, "809, this is it."

She didn't notice that the number "809" at the end of room number 9 was because the "806" of room number 6 was not fixed firmly and fell one by one.

In other words, she mistook room 806 for room 809.

The door of the room was ajar.

"President Gong, are you in the room?"

Mo Yan knocked on the door a few times, but seeing no one answered, she entered the room curiously.

There was a "crash" sound in the bathroom.

The shadow of a man in the shower is reflected on the bathroom glass.

Mo Yan hurriedly wanted to leave the room, but the man shouted,

"Woman, pass me the towel."

The corner of Mo Yan's mouth twitched, what's the matter?
She suddenly remembered——

When she went to the project department in the morning and said that she was going to take over a new project, the colleagues in the project department looked at her with surprise in their eyes.

Could it be that the reason why no one can take over this new project is because Mr. Gong has a problem?

Mo Yan looked down at the bath towel on the sofa, and couldn't help making various trade-offs.

"I've already slapped Leng Beichen on the chest, swearing that I can win this project. I don't want to be looked down upon by him."

"Besides, Mr. Gong's character has not yet been proven. I can't just give up when I encounter a little difficulty, right?"

Mo Yan grabbed the towel and decided to play it by ear.

Big deal, get rid of this guy.

To deal with Leng Beichen, who is highly skilled in martial arts, she can only catch him without a fight.

But she still has a way to deal with ordinary men.

Mo Yan handed the towel to the bathroom,

"Mr. Gong, I'm the assistant of the Leng Group, and I'm here to talk to you."

Before he finished speaking, suddenly, his wrist tightened.

Mo Yan's head exploded with a "boom".

Is this person really impatient?

She clenched the silver needle tightly with the fingertips of her other hand, and she was going to ignore 21 and prick him.

As expected, the man dragged her into the bathroom with force.

Without hesitation, Mo Yan shot the silver needle.

However, the man seemed to be on guard, and stepped aside.

Immediately afterwards, he turned his backhand and clamped both of her hands.

"Haven't heard that soldiers are not tired of deceit? Woman, have you always missed me?"

The man's joking yet familiar voice slammed down, and Mo Yan raised her eyes in astonishment.