Fast time travel: Veteran Green Tea is showing off his acting skills again

Chapter 195 The White Moonlight of Those Years 35
Standing aside, Mo Cheng, who was frowning tightly, felt uncomfortable looking at Xia Ling as if he was about to spit out his internal organs.

He patted her on the back, "What's wrong with you? Didn't you eat on time recently? Or are you sick? I'll take you to the hospital for a checkup."

Xia Ling took a deep breath, leaned against the wall and flushed down the toilet.

"I'm fine, I've been like this a lot lately." She moved her feet forward feebly, walked to the sink, glanced at her pale face in the mirror, rinsed her mouth with a handful of water, and walked out of the bathroom slowly. .

As soon as I walked out of the bathroom, my colleague hurried over to report, "Sister Ling, everyone is ready and waiting for your meeting."

When Mo Cheng heard this, he was furious. He stopped in front of Xia Ling and vented his anger on his innocent colleague, "What kind of meeting are you having? You haven't seen her like this, so what kind of meeting are you having?"

Xia Ling behind him responded: "I'll come right away, wait for me for 2 minutes."

The colleague nodded, looked at Mo Cheng again as if he was looking at a psychopath, and turned to leave.

Xia Ling walked to the small conference room where he had just discussed the case with Mo Cheng, picked up the powder and lipstick, and began to touch up makeup in front of the mirror.

"I don't know what you're thinking. Are you risking your life for work? Are you still holding on even after vomiting like that? What kind of makeup you wear, what kind of meetings you have, are these all more important than your body?"

Xia Ling glanced at his face in the mirror, and saw that he had regained his complexion and was not so pale, and then raised his head to look at Mo Cheng who was leaning on the table and blowing his beard and staring at him.

"I'm fine. I've been checked at the hospital. It's nothing serious. Go back, I'm going to work." She tidied up the things on the table and left him expressionlessly.

There was only one person left in the room, and Mo Cheng picked up the computer bag on the table.

He walked along the corridor, and finally stopped at the door of a meeting room.

Through the glass window, I saw Xia Ling standing at the front of the large table in the conference room. She stretched out her hand and drew a circle on the dense text on the screen. Her mouth opened and closed rapidly, not knowing what she was saying.

But it looked like she was full of energy, as if she wasn't the one who vomited heart-piercingly just now.

Such work attitude and hard work made even him feel a little ashamed.

He lowered his head and fiddled with his phone, ordered some porridge and side dishes for Xia Ling, and then left from Lance.

Luo Fan came back from out of town after a few days of business trip.

As soon as he got back to the company, he called Xia Ling to the office.

Luo Fan stood in front of the coffee machine, raised his head and asked Xia Ling who was sitting on the chair, "What kind of coffee do you like? I'll brew it for you."

Xia Ling shook his head, "I don't even like it, Mr. Luo just talk about it if you have something to say."

She always felt that this time Luo Fan came back to be a little abnormal, and inviting herself over was more like a grand banquet, and she didn't know what was hidden underneath.

"Then have a glass of milk." Luo Fan took the warm milk cup, sat down in his seat, and placed the milk cup in front of Xia Ling.

He asked: "How is your recent cooperation with AAE? How is their plan going?"

"Not yet, it's still being revised." Xia Ling said and handed the latest version of the plan to Luo Fan.

Luo Fan lowered his head, lightly scratched the paper with his index finger, and smiled meaningfully, "That's it, tell them it's passed. After all, we don't specialize in advertising, and every other line is like a mountain. If they insist on such advertising The plan can achieve our expected results, so let’s do it.”

Xia Ling looked at Luo Fan, looking at the unreadable look in his eyes.

There are obviously some channels in this plan that are difficult to be effective in the short term, and the consumption cost is very high. For an experienced person like Luo Fan, accepting such a plan would feel a little abnormal no matter how you think about it.

"Any more questions?" Luo Fan looked at Xia Ling coldly while holding the coffee.

Xia Ling shook his head, "No more. Since you have decided, I will notify them like this."

"Well. Get out."

Xia Ling was a little curious, what kind of hatred made Luo Fan insist on putting Mo Cheng to death.

But it's not important. Mo Cheng's downfall is a good thing for him, and he deserves it.

After several days of modification, the plan was finally approved.

As soon as Mo Cheng was happy, he invited his subordinates out for dinner.

During the dinner, he suddenly found a purchase of 15 on his credit card. When he saw that the purchase came from a jewelry store, he immediately understood that Lin Yimo had spent money to buy a diamond ring.

For a consumption of 15 yuan, I don't know how much I will pay back next month.

Just as he was thinking, a series of consumer text messages jumped out of the phone one after another.

Mo Cheng felt a little angry, so he drank a few more drinks. When he got home, Lin Yimo was sitting on the sofa doing skin care.

Seeing the drunk Mo Cheng come in, she looked back and immediately frowned in disgust, "Why don't you call me when you get home so late? Where did you go to drink again? You don't have much money. It’s a profit, but it’s a lot of wine.”

The drunk Mo Cheng leaned on the sofa and swayed twice. Looking at the coffee table filled with newly opened bottles of skin care products, his heart felt like a pile of big rocks weighing on him, making him breathless.

"Bought it all today? You know we don't have much money now, so you can't save some money." He half-opened his eyes, muttered, fell on the sofa, and stretched out his hands to catch Lin Yimo .

Seeing this, Lin Yimo frowned and hid aside, "You're so drunk, you smell of alcohol all over your body. Go take a shower quickly, it stinks to death."

He lay on the sofa and shouted in a daze: "Put the bath water in for me, Bunny."

Lin Yimo moved his body to the side, quietly finished his skin care, and then got up and went back to the bedroom. As if he hadn't seen Mo Cheng like this, he got into bed, put on an eye mask, and fell asleep beautifully.

Mo Cheng on the sofa also slept in an extremely uncomfortable position until dawn.

After waking up from the cold, he saw himself sleeping on the sofa, still wearing yesterday's clothes, and opened the bedroom door to look at Lin Yimo, who was sleeping soundly in the room.

It is not difficult to guess that after getting drunk last night, Lin Yimo didn't even pay attention to himself.

He rubbed his face with his hands and told himself not to compare Tutu with Xia Ling.

He loves Tutu, and Tutu itself is a careless person, so she can't be blamed for that.

After working until the early morning last night, Luo Fan heard that Xia Ling was specially given a day off.

But just after sleeping until six in the morning, I was woken up by a knock on the door.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Zhang Ying, her former mother-in-law with heavy makeup, standing at the door holding her expensive bag and looking at people through her nostrils, looking domineering.

"Look at the chaos in your house." Zhang Ying glared at Xia Ling, and walked towards the house, "Where is my son? You are so filial. How long has it been? Don't talk about coming home to see me, just treat me as Without my mother, people say that after marrying a daughter-in-law, you forget your mother, and looking for a sow like you—”

Halfway through speaking, Zhang Ying took a careful look at Xia Ling.

Although her hair was a little disheveled in the morning and she was wearing crumpled pajamas, it didn't affect her good looks in the slightest.

Zhang Ying was startled, and asked in surprise, "Who are you?"

(End of this chapter)