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

on the venue.

Gong Mengxi knew that all eyes were on her every move as director,
But she still couldn't hide her joy and answered Gong Zheyan's call in public.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she said the word "brother", Gong Zheyan on the other end of the phone yelled at her,

"Gong Mengxi, you have eaten the guts of a leopard, and dare to abduct my woman?"

She was shaking uncontrollably as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her head.

If it weren't for the venue, she would have burst into tears.

Gong Zheyan actually woke up and scolded her because of the disfigured girl?
Gong Mengxi suppressed her emotions and explained softly,
"Brother, you misunderstood, Miss Su came to our company as the chief stylist voluntarily."

Mo Yan's heart shuddered, Gong Mengxi didn't say before that she would be the chief stylist.

Could it be that Gong Zheyan got a promotion because of a phone call?
Gong Zheyan only wanted to find Mo Yan, and didn't want to hear anything else.

His woman, can't he keep it?

Does she need to go to a broken class from [-] to [-]?

"Where is she? Let her answer the phone. It's unreasonable to go to work without permission."

Gong Mengxi's expression was ugly, Gong Zheyan actually called her just to find the disfigured girl?
But she felt that Gong Zheyan's anger level had reached [-].

He was so angry, he yelled at her first, and then he was going to yell at the disfigured girl.

"Okay, I'll let her answer the phone now." She obediently handed the phone to Mo Yan.

The schadenfreude flashed across her face, "Let you answer the call from Mr. Gong."

With so many people watching, Mo Yan didn't answer the call, nor did he answer it.

Seeing that Gong Mengxi was clearly very unhappy, yet he had to hand her the phone, which meant that Gong Zheyan's status was very high, and his order was irrefutable.

Mo Yan had no choice but to take Gong Mengxi's cell phone under the watchful eyes of everyone.

She stood up, "Miss Gong, I'm going outside to answer the phone."

"Just pick it up here." Gong Mengxi sat back on the director's seat and ordered coldly.

She wants to watch a good show.

Gong Zheyan would definitely get angry at the disfigured girl, scolding her why she moved out without asking his opinion.

A sneer appeared unconsciously on her lips.

It's best to scold the disfigured woman until she cries and makes a fool of herself in public.

Mo Yan didn't know that Gong Zheyan was in a rage, but she was not used to making private phone calls in front of so many people.

She bit the bullet to answer the phone,

"Master Gong, I'm in a meeting, what's the matter, can we talk about it after the meeting?"

Everyone, "!!!"

This new chief stylist is so imposing, yet he is so cold to the president?

Didn't you see that even Gong Mengxi was afraid of the president and respectful?

When Gong Zheyan heard Mo Yan's voice, he couldn't vent his anger.

"Hey, I can give you as much money as you want, what kind of stylist are you going to be?
That's the job of serving people, how can you do such a thing? "

When Mo Yan heard that Gong Zheyan looked down on her work, she became angry.

She stood up with a "bass", her voice raised an octave unconsciously,
"Young Master Gong, yes, we as stylists are meant to serve people, but our service industry needs the spirit of service.

Besides, I'm not your canary, why should I get something for nothing and take your money for nothing?

I have to rely on my own ability to make money so that I can spend it with peace of mind, understand? "

Everyone stared at Mo Yan in unison, and opened their mouths wide in surprise.

They couldn't help whispering,
"Is this new chief stylist as beautiful as a fairy? I heard she just said that she is the president's canary."

"Who knows what she looks like? She wore a mask on the first day of work today, and she didn't take off the mask during meetings. Can a beautiful woman wrap herself in a mask?"

"I think she is new here, she doesn't know that the president has many canaries, right?
She is just one of the president's many women, she will be eliminated soon, let's see how long she can hold her back? "

Gong Mengxi didn't expect that Mo Yan would contradict Gong Zheyan in public, and she also sneered in her heart.

This woman thinks that her life is too rich, and wants to ask for trouble?
Don't look at Gong Zheyan's lack of seriousness. When he is cruel, others can't see it.

Otherwise, how could he hold the position of heir to the palace so securely?
Even she didn't dare to disobey Gong Zheyan, a disfigured girl, she simply didn't know the heights of heaven and earth!
Everyone was waiting to see Mo Yan being scolded by Gong Zheyan, or even let her out directly, and everyone was waiting to see Mo Yan being scolded until she covered her face and cried, humiliated.

Mo Yan found herself impulsive.

Anyway, Gong Zheyan is the chief executive of the Gong family, and the modeling center is just a small company under him.

She offended him, do you still want to continue messing around?
Besides, he was still her savior, her boyfriend before amnesia.

Mo Yan was trying to ease the awkward atmosphere with Gong Zheyan when the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open.

A secretary bowed ninety degrees at the door of the conference room, "President Gong, please come inside."

Gong Zheyan strode into the conference room, swept his dark eyes, and walked straight to Mo Yan.

He completely ignored so many staff members looking at him as if there was no one else around,

"Hey, woman, you are the first one who dares to talk to me like this."

No one expected that Gong Zheyan not only called, but also ran over in person.

Just because of this new masked woman?
Mo Yan put down the phone, slightly embarrassed, "Master Gong, I hope you don't interfere with my work."

Suddenly, her small body froze.

Gong Zheyan hugged her slender waist in public, the corners of his mouth curled up evilly,

"Okay, Su stylist, you work on your work, but you have to say something first, you can't forget your man, me, just because of work."

Everyone opened their mouths again, shocked.

The president's attitude towards the masked woman is so friendly, and he still wants to be the man behind her?
Gong Mengxi almost fell from the chair, she was so shocked that she wanted to die.

The man in front of him kissed her passionately last night, but he had never been kind to her.

Now, he has been shamed by this disfigured woman in public, but he still loves her very much.

Why, exactly why?
She clenched the pen tightly, her fingertips turned white.

The atrium seemed to be torn, and the pain penetrated into the bone marrow.

Gong Zheyan insisted on sitting next to Mo Yan, but Mo Yan had no choice but to follow him.

After returning the phone to Gong Mengxi, she returned to her seat.

"Director Gong, the meeting continues."

After Gong Zheyan said a few words, his eyes fell on Mo Yan again.

Mo Yan felt uncomfortable being watched by him.

She couldn't figure it out, the siblings clearly had feelings for each other, why did they put her in the middle?

Are they not uncomfortable?

Gong Mengxi endured the pain, bit the bullet and finished the meeting.

Mo Yan was also disturbed by Gong Zheyan and was absent-minded.

"Stylist Su, Director Huang has asked you to do makeup by name. Their crew will start filming today, so you pack up and go."

Gong Mengxi noticed that Mo Yan was distracted, so she called out again with a cold face, "Stylist Su?"

Mo Yan shuddered, "Ah? What?"

Gong Mengxi frowned seriously, showing the majesty of the director,
"Stylist Su, please show your professionalism during the meeting.

The company invites you to create performance for the company, not to be a canary. "

Mo Yan was not annoyed when she was scolded, after all, she was indeed distracted.

She nodded apologetically, and was about to express her determination to work, but Gong Zheyan blocked it for her.

"Director Gong, the chief stylist is needed for such trivial matters as makeup? Should your work schedule be adjusted appropriately?"

Gong Mengxi's complexion changed, and her heart fluctuated.

Gong Zheyan is getting more and more outrageous, regardless of public and private.

Not only to spoil the situation, but also to question her ability to work in front of her subordinates?
Seeing that she was silent, Gong Zheyan was aggressive and didn't save her face at all.
"The director of the palace has different opinions on my instructions?"

Gong Mengxi, "..." She really wanted to leave the scene, but she forcibly endured it.

The scene once reached a deadlock.

Gong Zheyan and Gong Mengxi looked at each other sharply, and infinite electric shocks shot out from the bottom of their eyes.

Mo Yan quickly smoothed things over, "Mr. Gong, thank you for your concern.

When I first arrived here, I also thought that the crew could experience the working environment of a stylist and understand the working conditions at the grassroots level, so that I can work better in the future. "

The meeting is finally over.

Gong Mengxi fainted from crying in the bathroom.

She never expected that Gong Zheyan not only doted on the disfigured girl, but also used her as a target on the spot.

"Director Gong, if love is a cup of bitter wine, why do you have to taste it?"

Mo Yan's sudden appearance startled Gong Mengxi.

She obviously locked the door. The point is, how does the disfigured girl know that she is suffering because of love?
"How did you get in? What did you mean by that?"