Domineering female president GL

"dad."

A deep male voice came from the other end of the phone, "Remember to go home for dinner the day after tomorrow."

"Father, good." Shao Junqing frowned, every weekend she would go home on time for dinner, this time she didn't know why her father would call her.

"Your Uncle Hong's son wants to see you." Shao Mocheng's voice was flat, as if he was describing an insignificant matter.

Sure enough, Shao Junqing understood, although she didn't want to, she still said yes.

After hanging up the phone, Shao Junqing was about to leave the apartment. Just as he was about to lift his leg, Shao Junqing felt something holding his foot.

Looking down, it was a fat short-haired tiger cat.

The little fat cat also made a squeaking sound, as if trying to threaten the stranger who broke into the owner's house.However, that fat body and those non-threatening soft paws make people feel no sense of fear at all.

Shao Junqing wanted to laugh a little, she knelt down and picked up Sha Mao.Xiao Humiao was still threatening Shao Junqing with grinning teeth, and Shao Junqing hugged Xiao Humiao to the sofa.This time she is really leaving.

Before he took two steps, Shao Junqing heard Mo Zixiang's voice from the bedroom, and from that voice, he knew that Mo Zixiang was very sad at this moment.

Shao Junqing, who was about to leave, paused, but finally turned back to the bedroom.

Mo Zixiang was lying on the bed uncomfortably, with big red eyes, like a little white rabbit who had been bullied.

Shao Junqing picked up Mo Zixiang's body, carefully removed his make-up and changed his clothes.

The well-groomed Mo Zixiang enjoyed pawing on Shao Junqing's body, purring comfortably, like a kitten.

Shao Junqing pulled Mo Zixiang off her body with helplessness on her face.Probably because she was used to taking care of Mo Zixiang, so she subconsciously stayed to take care of Mo Zixiang.

After pressing Mo Zixiang back into the quilt, Shao Junqing left.

When it was four o'clock in the afternoon, Mo Zixiang woke up leisurely.Originally, her drinking capacity wasn't that bad, but she drank too much last night, and she drank so much again before she recovered from it at noon today.

Mo Zixiang patted his head, remembering that he still had a party tonight.

After washing his face with cold water, Mo Zixiang put on some makeup for himself.

The makeup on her face was removed, and the clothes on her body were also changed. Presumably, her secretary did it for her.

Sure enough, it was Secretary Shao who won her favor the most. After changing into a small dress, Mo Zixiang called the driver to take him to the venue.

Tonight is just an ordinary entertainment, just deal with it casually.

Before going out, Mo Zixiang touched the little tiger cat and gave him some cat food.

After leaving this apartment, she was about to put on a thick mask for herself.

Even if the mask she made with her own hands would make her suffocate, she still had to persevere.

After dealing with the entertainment, Mo Zixiang took a taxi home tiredly, and his mother called before he got home.

Mo Zixiang picked up the phone, and his mother's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hey, Mom."

"Zixiang, what happened to the one we talked about last time? Is there still contact?"

Mo Zixiang's head hurt a little, "No, you know, I don't like that type."

"Then what type do you like? Don't tell mom that you have kissed so many times, you don't have a single one you like." Mo's mother on the other end of the phone spoke harshly.

Mo Zixiang replied helplessly: "Mom, you can't force this kind of thing."

Mother Mo sighed and said, "Mom understands too, but you're not young anymore. You're 27 years old, and you'll be three years old in two years. Can Mom be in a hurry?"

"I know, can't I go on as many blind dates as possible?"

"Well, I'll arrange for the eldest son of the Lei family to meet you the day after tomorrow. Don't be an idiot, at least be friends with someone."

Mo Zixiang knew what his mother was thinking, friends, maybe someday they would develop into lovers.After making friends, at least some signs of love can sprout.

"Okay, Mom, you can call me when the time comes."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Zixiang leaned on the back cushion wearily.

From the year she turned 25, her mother forced her to go on blind dates all day long.

No matter how strong she looks on the outside, she is still tired after all, and she still wants someone to be by her side.It's not that she really doesn't want to get married, it's just that she really hasn't found a suitable partner.

Rubbing his temples, Mo Zixiang closed his eyes and took a nap.

"Miss, we're here." The driver in front said to Mo Zixiang, who had his eyes closed.

"Yes." Mo Zixiang took out the money from his wallet, and after paying the money, Mo Zixiang got out of the car.

The cool night wind blowing on her face made her a little more conscious.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Zixiang continued to walk forward with his head held high and his high heels on.

After removing the make-up on her face, Mo Zixiang took a shower again. She was refreshed and sat on the balcony with the cat in her arms to enjoy the air.

Slowly stroking the little tiger meow, Mo Zixiang squinted his eyes comfortably.It would be great if there was one more person by her side, she would feel lonely if she was always alone.

After sitting and blowing the wind for a while, Mo Zixiang felt that her mind had cleared up a lot, and then she carried Xiaohumiao into the bedroom to sleep.

Mo Zixiang's apartment is very large, hundreds of square meters, but it is very empty.Usually, besides her, this cat is the only one who stays here, so no matter how you look at it, the place is deserted and lonely.

Mo Zixiang also wanted to make this place a lot more angry, but she was very busy with work and didn't spend much time in the apartment.

Forget it, this kind of thing can't be forced.

Putting the little tiger cat into its den, Mo Zixiang stepped into the bedroom in his own pink bunny slippers.

When she is no longer the president of Zhanxiang Group, she prefers to be an ordinary girl.Lie on the bed and eat snacks, watch some good anime or movies, and pet the cat if you have nothing to do.

He found a random novel to read, and when Mo Zixiang was tired, he put the book on the bedside table, pulled up the quilt and fell asleep.

If people knew that the domineering and confident Mr. Mo in their minds was a complete house girl in private, they would probably be disappointed.

And she is very afraid of being disappointed by others.

Thinking about it, Mo Zixiang fell into a deep sleep.

It was another morning that was no different from usual. Mo Zixiang put on a slightly heavy makeup and changed into a sexy and mature professional suit.

The snow-white and plump breasts just exposed a groove, which would not be too revealing, but also somewhat sexy.

Mo Zixiang's pretended aura could still support the makeup on his face and the clothes on his body.

After leaving the door of the apartment, a confident and strong woman walked steadily towards the garage in high heels that were three inches high.

When Mo Zixiang arrived at her office, her secretary Shao Junqing had already taken care of everything for her. She just had to sit down and read the documents before deciding whether to sign or not.

Mo Zixiang braced his face, thinking that Secretary Shao's ability is far beyond the average employee, and being a secretary under her always feels a bit overqualified.

But the other party didn't have any idea of ​​promotion, and she couldn't force him.

If you have time, ask Secretary Shao about his intentions. If the other party is willing to be promoted, she will prepare a position for him.

bell bell -

The internal phone rang, Mo Zixiang put down the document in his hand, and picked up the phone that kept ringing.

"Hey."

"President, Mr. Wang from Lihong Group is here. It was a meeting that was postponed from yesterday to today." Shao Junqing's calm voice came.

Mo Zixiang said hello, and Shao Junqing led a man in after a while.

The man's face was full of oil, and his figure was a little fat. One could tell at a glance that the man was the kind of person who didn't pay attention to taking care of his personal image.

And Mo Zixiang, who has dealt with the other party several times, also knows that this Mr. Wang is not a good guy, and he thinks that all women with money should pay him back.Mo Zixiang really didn't know where the other party's confidence came from.

Although he was complaining fiercely in his heart, Mo Zixiang still had a decent smile on his face, and that smile would neither appear overly polite and alienated nor overly enthusiastic.

However, in the eyes of a rich straight male cancer, this is showing his favor and seducing himself.

If Mo Zixiang knew what the other party was thinking, she would definitely want to kick the other party's crotch hard with the heel of her high-heeled shoes.

"Mr. Wang came really early."

Wang Xinhua grinned the corners of his mouth, revealing his teeth blackened by the smoke.

Mo Zixiang suppressed his nausea and continued to smile.

"It's not too early, I don't think it's too late to see a beauty like Boss Mo."

"Really." Mo Zixiang maintained a dry smile, the so-called stretching out his hand and not hitting the smiling face, she would endure no matter how nauseated she was.

This Wang Xinhua's mouth is not very clean, and he is also very frivolous.

Mo Zixiang had long seen that Mr. Wang had no good intentions for her. She still remembered that Mr. Wang hinted to herself not long ago that she only needed to sleep with him and don't need to worry about the money anymore.

Mo Zixiang, who has always maintained his principles, rejected the other party and chose to cooperate with Mr. Hu of Feiyu.

However, this Wang Xinhua didn't give up yet, thinking that the benefits he presented were not big enough, and this time he wanted to use the software development project to sleep with her.

Mo Zixiang understood Wang Xinhua's face very well in his heart, but a person in a shopping mall is like a battlefield, how could he tear his face so easily?

"Secretary Shao, go and get two cups of coffee."

"Yes." Shao Junqing nodded.

Mr. Wang, who was sitting on the reception sofa, turned his head and shouted to Shao Junqing: "When you go out, close the door."

Shao Junqing frowned imperceptibly, but she still closed the door.

Seeing the obscene and undisguised desire on Wang Xinhua's face, Mo Zixiang felt more and more disgusted.

"Mr. Mo sit down too, don't stand up." Wang Xinhua patted the sofa beside him, motioning for Mo Zixiang to sit beside him.

Mo Zixiang smiled dryly, and sat opposite Wang Xinhua.

Mr. Wang's face froze a little, and he felt that Mr. Mo was really trying to save his face.

But soon Mr. Wang had the kind of smile that made Mo Zixiang uncomfortable again, and he sat directly beside Mo Zixiang.

Mo Zixiang felt that the smile on her face could not be held anymore, she said: "What is Mr. Wang doing? Wouldn't it be better to sit across from each other and talk?"

Mr. Wang's eyes were glued to Mo Zixiang's chest, and he didn't even look at Mo Zixiang's face, "I like to sit with others and talk. I didn't expect Mr. Mo to be almost 30 years old. Still holding up so well."

Feeling Wang Xinhua's restless salty pig's claws, Mo Zixiang frowned tightly, and the smile on his face began to fade little by little.

"Boss Wang's words are wrong."

"What's wrong?" Mr. Wang began to touch Mo Zixiang's thigh with his hand.

Mo Zixiang moved to one side, but President Wang also moved to her.

Mo Zixiang was almost about to squeeze out words, she said: "Boss Wang, we are here to discuss business today, not to chat."

Wang Xinhua laughed obscenely, "We can talk by the way, isn't that good?"

knock knock --

"Mr. Mo, the coffee is ready." Shao Junqing's voice came from outside the door.

Mo Zixiang thought that Shao Junqing came in time, while Wang Xinhua felt that it was very disappointing, but he couldn't do it for no reason.

"Come in." The expression on Mo Zixiang's face eased, she couldn't believe that this Wang Xinhua was so blatant enough to touch her in front of her secretary.

Shao Junqing came in with two cups of coffee, and Wang Xinhua raised his legs in a foolish manner.

Shao Junqing who came in saw the two sitting very close, his eyes under the black-rimmed glasses flashed.

"I'm not thirsty yet, I just want to talk to Mr. Mo."

Mo Zixiang's expression was a bit ugly. This President Wang is really self-righteous, she has shown it so clearly, but this President Wang still wants to tease her hard.

"Secretary Shao, please put the coffee on the coffee table first."

"Yes." Shao Junqing approached the coffee table, and after putting down a cup of coffee, she raised her eyes and asked, "Then Mr. Mo isn't thirsty either?"

Mo Zixiang was a little annoyed, and his mouth was a little thirsty, so he said, "Give it to me, I'm a little thirsty."

"Okay." Shao Junqing smiled slightly.

Mo Zixiang, whose eyes were still on Shao Junqing's face, always felt that the light pink lips were somewhat familiar, especially the curved line that could not be hooked.

However, Mo Zixiang didn't think too much, she stretched out her hand, ready to catch the coffee Shao Junqing handed her.

At this moment, Shao Junqing's hands trembled, and a cup of hot coffee poured all over Mr. Wang's crotch.

It's summer now, and Wang Xinhua didn't wear thick clothes, so he jumped up from the hot coffee.

There was an extremely ugly expression on that greasy face, and his purple lips were about to swear.

How could Shao Junqing, who has always been cautious and perfect in his work, make such a low-level mistake? After thinking about it, he knew it was intentional.

But Mo Zixiang didn't think there was anything wrong with what Shao Junqing did, and she could find someone else if she didn't cooperate with Lihong.She has endured this Wang Xinhua for a long time, but she just doesn't want to tear her face and make everyone look bad, otherwise she would have wanted to trample on him.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wang. It's the first time my little secretary has seen such a mighty and domineering president like you, so I accidentally shook my hands when I was nervous. Please forgive me." Mo Zixiang's face was full again. There is a smile, this time it is not a forced dry smile, but a smile from the heart of Pleasure Fazi.

Mr. Wang endured the pain, and he stared at Shao Junqing fiercely, as if he wanted to say something more, but Mo Zixiang apologized first, no matter what he said, he seemed to have no demeanor.

He really wanted to smack the secretary's ears in a rude manner, but in this way, the project could not be discussed.

After thinking about it, Wang Xinhua said harsh words, "Mr. Mo's way of educating his subordinates is really good. I don't think Mr. Mo can manage even a small secretary well. This project may not be able to do what he wants. I'd like to see Look, our Lihong suddenly withdraws capital, what can you do!"

Mo Zixiang knew in his heart that Mr. Wang wanted him to fire Shao Junqing, and then he came to apologize and begged him to cooperate with him.

Mo Zixiang smiled coldly, "Mr. Wang has such a big face, let's wait and see." Mo Zixiang picked up the cup of coffee on the coffee table and smiled slightly at Mr. Wang.

Looking at the confident and smug smile on Mo Zixiang's face, Mr. Wang was so angry that his fat face trembled.

Wang Xinhua snorted coldly, slammed the door and left.

outside the door. "What's wrong with you, Mr. Wang?" It was the voice of Mr. Wang's secretary.

"Meet two stinky people!" Wang Xinhua deliberately turned up the volume so that Mo Zixiang and Shao Junqing in the office could hear them.

"Then Mr. Wang, don't you care? Your pants are all wet."

"Let's go back! I want to see what this bitch is capable of!"

Hearing the sound of Wang Xinhua leaving, Mo Zixiang couldn't help laughing out loud.

However, Mo Zixiang noticed that Shao Junqing was still in the office, and Mo Zixiang immediately suppressed his smile, "Go do your own thing."

Shao Junqing nodded, she glanced at Mo Zixiang's chest, and said lightly: "The collar is a bit low."

"Huh?" Mo Zixiang subconsciously looked down at his neckline.

"What do you mean?" By the time Mo Zixiang realized that the other party was teasing him, Shao Junqing had already left with the coffee cup.

"Hey!" Mo Zixiang lowered his head in desperation, somehow she actually felt that her secretary was more domineering than herself.

Illusion, it must be an illusion!

Shao Junqing left with a pleasant smile on her lips, and she gently closed the door.

Everything is getting more and more interesting.