The white moonlight gl

Late summer and autumn solstice.

Winter to spring.

Fast forward two years.

In a certain villa in the imperial capital, Feng Qingshui woke up looking at someone in the living room, raised her eyebrows, went down the spiral staircase, and asked as she went down, "Why are you here? Did Qing Ye bring you here? What about others?" ? Go out to work again?"

Although Feng Qingshui has long understood that the protagonist Gong in the book must not be a thing in the pool, in the past two years or so, she is still amazed by the changes in Mo Rantong from time to time, yes, the person in the living room at this time is exactly Ink dyed.

She was sitting on a dark blue fabric sofa, wearing a regular lady's suit, with black hair reaching her shoulders, light makeup, and a calm and confident face, not at all immature and timid as before.

Feng Qingshui's gaze lingered on Mo Rantong's face for a while, and she sighed inwardly, no wonder this guy can fascinate that woman Luo Siqi to death and give her everything.In the past two years or so, Mo Rantong seems to have grown, his facial features have become more delicate and charming, and the charm of the whole person has suddenly increased.

Compared with the waiter she met in the blue bar back then, she was completely different. Even Feng Qingye, who didn't think much of her at first, said that she had picked up a treasure, and Mo Rantong was born with it. A businessman, although she is inconspicuous at the beginning, the pearl is dusty, but once she is given a chance, she will soar into the sky.

Yes, Feng Qingye didn't care about Mo Rantong at first, and even annoyed her in the first week.

Without it, because Mo Rantong didn't know anything, he was always afraid in front of him, looking around, asking questions, the soft tone was like a magic voice piercing his ears, it was not enough not to answer, he was so bored that he wanted to curse.

But can he scold?Certainly not!This man belongs to his sister!Does it depend on the owner to beat the dog?Can he brush his sister's face in front of outsiders?

So, during that period of time, the people in the branch company suffered a lot. The big boss had a bad temper, looked at people, and yelled at people when something happened. .

Except, the new female assistant next to him.

Seeing the vicious big boss treat the female assistant with a friendly face and answer every question, everyone was stunned, including the general manager of the branch and Feng Qingye's special assistant, so Feng Qingye and Mo Rantong didn't know about it. Circumstances, gossip about the two of them began to circulate in the branch.

Because of this, no one in the branch dared to underestimate Mo Rantong, an assistant.

Back to the topic, Feng Qingye, who was already very busy and was always being quarreled by Mo Rantong, couldn't let go of her anger, and began to direct Mo Rantong to work.

The job is very simple, just sorting out materials, typing meeting minutes, copying, printing, scanning various documents, or sending things to other departments as errands, etc. When sorting out the materials, I messed up the materials, copied things out of order, and even listened to the phone, and so on, etc. In short, during that week, Mo Rantong made big mistakes without making small mistakes, which made Fengqing feel angry at night. It was bitten to death, but it couldn't happen.

However, after that, Feng Qingye discovered that Mo Rantong had grown rapidly, and later he thought about it, it was true.

Let a completely layman sort out those contract materials and answer internal calls. Even if the other party is a literate college student, many professional words and industry insiders are completely incomprehensible. Just like him, he started from the grassroots of the company. After figuring out the general procedures of each department, he stabilized his current position. Even so, he would often ask his father and grandfather for advice, for fear that a wrong decision would cause heavy losses to the company.

Therefore, in some respects, Mo Rantong's ability to adapt, resist pressure, and learn is really beyond his expectations.

From then on, Feng Qingye started to look squarely at Mo Rantong.

In the past two years, during the winter and summer vacations, Feng Qingye would take him to teach him personally, and hand him over to the general manager of the branch in Haidu during the rest of the time. time and effort.

And Feng Qingshui often went to see Mo Rantong during this period. After all, she had plans for her, and worried that once Mo Rantong's wings became hardened, it would be difficult to adjust and teach.

Fortunately, Mo Rantong is still very obedient and obedient.

"Owner."

Hearing Feng Qingshui's voice, Mo Rantong immediately looked up. She stared at the sweetheart she was thinking of, her eyes flashed with obsession, and then quickly passed away: "Boss Feng brought me here. He should rest in the guest room now."

Two years ago, Mo Rantong didn't want to be called Feng Qingshui's master, thinking it was an insult to her, but now, Mo Rantong can say these two words calmly, maybe his mood has changed, Mo Rantong When calling Feng Qingshui the master, there will be a little sweetness in my heart, it is really... hopeless.

"Oh? In the guest room? Then when did you come?"

"It's past six in the morning."

"Oh."

This villa is not the main residence of the Feng family, so the housekeeper, chef and servants have nothing to do, and they sat down on the fabric sofa opposite Mo Rantong lazily. Feng Qingshui yawned and leaned back, and began to ask Mo Rantong The recent situation: "How is it, will it be difficult to be by Qing Ye's side?"

Mo Rantong took a deep look at Feng Qingshui, lowered his head, put his hands on his lap, and said politely: "Fortunately, I can learn a lot from following Feng."

"I heard that you are in your senior year and you want to do an internship?"

"... I have already started my internship, and I am affiliated with Feng's head office. Master, master, I have been in the imperial capital for more than half a month."

Feng Qingshui choked when she heard that, okay, she's the one who made her life confused.

Rubbing her chin, looking at Mo Rantong thoughtfully, Feng Qingshui narrowed her eyes slightly, and asked, "What are you doing with your head down all the time, I'm scary?"

"No."

With difficulty, he raised his head and looked at each other. Mo Rantong looked away in embarrassment, and his ears were slightly red: "Yes, it's the master who is so beautiful."

"Hey, you're sweet."

She bent her eyes in a good mood, like an elegant Persian cat, Feng Qingshui rubbed her stomach, and unceremoniously instructed Mo Rantong: "I'm hungry, go and make me breakfast, I want a sandwich, Millet porridge, vegetarian delicacies."

She only has two part-time workers here, one cooks and the other cleans. But the part-time worker who cooks for the past two days has something to do at home and has taken a week off. As for the driver assistant and bodyguard who has been following her, Mo Ran is there. She doesn't have to call him.

When Mo Rantong heard the words, he immediately responded, "Okay."

This is not the first time Mo Rantong has done this kind of thing. As early as the past two years, when she was with Feng Qingshui, she was used to this kind of thing of serving and taking care of her. Of course, Mo Rantong now She's not a fool anymore. The big boss still doesn't cook for him here. Does she want to be fired?

So, half an hour later, Feng Qingye, who was woken up by Feng Qingshui to have breakfast, praised Mo Rantong's craftsmanship while drinking millet porridge: "Not bad, Xiao Mo can open a restaurant, it's delicious."

Mo Rantong put down the sandwich and replied with a smile: "Boss Feng is exaggerating."

Afterwards, the two chatted one after another, while Feng Qingshui maintained a posture of not eating or sleeping, and was in a daze while eating.

...

After eating, the three of them rested in the living room for more than half an hour. Feng Qingye was about to take Mo Rantong to work. At this time, the clock in the living room showed ten forty. The water opened.

"Mo Rantong stay, I have something to tell her."

After more than two years, she felt that she had given Mo Rantong enough time to grow up, so, smiling at the surprised faces of the two, Feng Qingshui said to Feng Qingye unquestionably: "Brother, you Go first, tomorrow at the latest, I will return Mo Rantong to you, is that okay?"

Feng Qingye: "..."

Shivering when her sister called her brother, Feng Qingye glanced at Mo Rantong strangely, and smiled at Feng Qingshui embarrassingly: "Of course, Xiaomo was originally raised by your brother, so how about you? chat."

As she said that, Feng Qingye stood up from the sofa and walked out. Looking at her back, she seemed to be running away.

Mo Rantong sensed something was wrong from Feng Qingye's performance, she pursed her lips, sat up straight and waited for her sweetheart's sentence.

Feng Qingshui: "..."

"Mo Rantong, how am I treating you?"

The bewitching voice made Mo Rantong thump, she nodded, and said in a vague way: "Okay."

"Then since it's good, shouldn't you repay me?" In the bright peach blossom eyes, streams of light flashed across, Feng Qingshui's eyebrows and eyes were curved, but what she said was extremely hurtful: "Think about it, if it wasn't for me, you Now, you should still be working part-time at the Blue Bar, I think you should understand what kind of place it is, if you are a little careless, someone might eat your bones."

"I investigated you later, and know your origin, and your main experience from childhood to adulthood, it is no exaggeration to say, Mo Rantong, I let you get rebirth, in other words, I let you struggle less 20 years."

"You said, am I right?"

Mo Rantong: "..."

Mo Rantong stared at Feng Qingshui fixedly for a long time, then said in a hoarse voice: "Master is right."

"That's right."

Feng Qingshui breathed a sigh of relief, and Feng Qingshui didn't want to admit that when Mo Rantong was silent just now, she was a little scared.

This unscientific.

Must be an illusion.

Coughing lightly, Feng Qingshui picked up the phone from the coffee table, stood up and sat next to Mo Rantong, clicked on the photo album, and selected a photo to show Mo Rantong: "Here, this person, do you remember her, eh? "

Mo Rantong first froze because of Feng Qingshui's approach, his heart was beating fast, and then he slowly shifted his gaze to the phone.

"Luo, Si, Qi!"

How could you not know him?

"Yes, it's Luo Siqi's paralyzed face."

Seeing that Mo Rantong was gnashing her teeth, Feng Qingshui smiled and said: "Mo Rantong, I have already found out that Luo Siqi likes women like you the most, so go and seduce her for me. After you have seduced and seduced her, then shake her off fiercely, trying to make her cry bitterly!"

Mo Rantong: "..."