Don't associate with local tyrants

When he came out of Mo's Commercial Building, Nanfeng had completely changed his appearance. He had been promoted from a cool-looking handsome guy in bright orange shorts to a male god in Italian-style tight and sexy suits.

Leisurely swept him from head to toe again, patted his strong left chest vigorously, and finally did not forget to rearrange the plaid square scarf in the front breast pocket, with a satisfied smile, "How, you like it so much?" Cool colors, I picked the coolest one for you, do you like it?"

Nanfeng lowered his head and glanced at the matcha green suit jacket and light green trousers on his body, then stared at the dark blue suit in front of him for a moment, and couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth. Is it strange...

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"Oh? This color is fresh... um... I want this one, and I want the finished product."

"Then you have to re-size... oh, is it a finished product? There are sizes, but if it is a finished product, it may not fit."

"It's not for me, it's for him. We're in a hurry, so we'll give it to him according to his shoulder width and length, it will definitely fit."

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Thinking about it, Nanfeng couldn't help but put his hand on the shoulder of Youran who was walking in front, and asked, "Why must it fit?"

"Hiss—" You Ran took a step to the side resentfully, avoided Nan Feng's elbow, frowned and said with disgust, "What are you doing! Do you know that your actions will make me appear short?"

Nanfeng muttered silently, "It's not high in the first place", and after successfully attracting another glance from Youran, he finally shut up embarrassingly.

Leisurely glanced at him still pulling his tie from time to time, paused, and asked with squinting eyes, "Why? Doesn't it fit?"

Nan Feng tugged at his shirt uncomfortably, "It's too tight."

Lei Ran raised her eyebrows, turned around and lifted his coat, and touched from the shoulder blades and neck all the way to the chest and back. Before Lei Ran could conclude, Nan Feng took a step back in a slightly chaotic manner. .

You Ran was taken aback, and raised her head to meet the face of a big shy boy with blushing cheeks and dodging eyes. After a pause, Lei Ran continued, "Primary boy, I always thought...you were an old driver?"

As soon as these words came out, Nanfeng stopped for a moment and was still rubbing the hand on the waist. It was strange to say that it was not the first time he was touched by a man on the waist, but Lingling's two slaps just now were neither light nor heavy. It was like getting an electric shock, which gave him a jolt.

Thinking of Nanfeng, he pouted and replied, "My image was driven into the ground by my grandfather 800 years ago. Haven't you seen how upright I am now?"

Indeed, if it hadn't been for the "Lingling" that came out of his mouth back then, he would never have recognized that gentle and elegant elementary school boy as Brother Bei who was good at escaping orders and fighting when he was young.

"With your body shape, you still need a custom-made suit? It can't fit better, if you're really not used to it," Youran took another step forward, raised his hand and loosened his tie, and then untied it by the way. He has three buttons.

"..." Nanfeng looked up at Youran, slightly surprised, "Didn't you say it's going to be formal?"

You Ran smiled mischievously, "It's very formal, let's go, it's next door. This is just right."

Nanfeng followed along and glanced at the watch on Youran's left wrist. It was 01:30 in the afternoon, what happened?

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Looking at the two sides of the lobby with people coming and going on both sides, it seemed that the picture was frozen for an instant, but the crowd in front of the two of them involuntarily dispersed, and Nanfeng realized that in the afternoon...is it working time?

The next moment he reacted, Nan Feng subconsciously wanted to turn around. Now he only had one thought in his mind, that he would be beaten to death. With his collar open, he walked into the Mo family's gate with the eldest and youngest of the Mo family "swaggeringly". He will definitely be beaten to death by grandpa.

You Ran had expected Nan Feng to do this for a long time, she smiled very happily, pulled his right wrist, picked out a familiar female employee from the crowd, raised her eyebrows, and slightly raised her voice, "What, You don't know me so soon?"

Two and a half years is not long, and it is not short, not to mention the sudden remarriage of Mr. Mo in the past two years, and a second young master who seems to be soft but is actually thunderous. "One by one inexplicably resigned, almost everyone thought that the era of that sharp-edged boy was over.

During that period of time, as long as these old employees with some qualifications were in danger, almost everyone was in danger. Compared with the past, even Mo Youran would immediately spread the word to everyone in the company if he looked at a model more than once. I can't wait to force myself to erase the name and figure of First Young Master Mo from my mind immediately.

The company has kept the public opinion very tight these days, but after all, he can occupy the headlines of the newspaper for three or four days a week. Naturally, the group of female employees recognized them at a glance. Apart from surprise, there was joy on their faces, and even loudly Said, "Welcome back, Young Master Mo!"

At this time, more and more people gathered around would also be overwhelmed, and repeated, "Welcome back, Young Master Mo!"

It can be said that she was very satisfied, and she glanced at the female staff leisurely and approvingly. She was indeed a good person, and then looked at a man with a small account manager's sign on his chest in a little surprise, "I heard that the surname is Is Shen's woman married to my father?"

"..." The man was taken aback when he heard it, and after a long time of reaction, he realized that the "woman surnamed Shen" was Mr. Mo's new marriage partner Shen Ruodie for the past two years, and he quickly responded. Said, "Yes, yes."

"Oh?" Youran said and smiled and swept around, Wen Sheng continued, "Then you are all here to welcome me, does that woman not welcome me?"

Jing——If there is a voice in embarrassment, it must be the petrified voice of everyone who returned from lunch break now...

Nan Feng, who squinted at the side who seemed to want to say something, continued leisurely in his characteristic low-pitched voice, "Oh, after all, it's normal to be tired at night and feel uncomfortable... .Um..And what about the son she brought into our house, was he exhausted at night too?"

This time, everyone has come back to it, secretly thinking that this Young Master Mo has not changed at all after studying abroad for two years, and they are all hesitating whether they should help to echo a few words like before, this team must absolutely not If you stand wrong, after all, as the saying goes, a mistake will cause eternal hatred.

But there are still such people who are not afraid of death.

"Eldest young master, the president's wife is really unwell recently, so she couldn't come here to receive the young master. But the second young master is working on the top floor, I'm afraid it's because of the busy work recently..."

The other people heard the official apology in a proper manner, but the more you listened, the more you listened, the darker the face of Nan Feng, Nan Feng also frowned, and this man again, the hostility was too heavy.

However, before Leisurely could reply, an unexpected person appeared at the elevator entrance——Secretary Wu Sheng Wu.

"Young Master Mo, Mr. Mo welcomes you."

oh?The corners of the mouth curled up leisurely and coolly, the news is really well-informed, but it is true that the father and son have not seen each other for a long time, and he has seen the happy life of their family all these years.