I heard you don't know Mary Sue? [Transmigration Book]

Fengshi Group headquarters building, in front of the CEO's office on the top floor.

The secretary of the company, known for his hot body and quick handling of affairs, stood motionless at the door with a cup of coffee in his hand.

She has been standing here for almost half an hour.Every time I finally mustered up the courage to raise my hand to knock on the door, but regretted taking it back at the last second.

Feeling a little bitter, she really didn't want to go in and face the president.

The previous CEO was a typical workaholic, loved to work overtime, and was very efficient. Although he was a bit cold and vicious, he couldn't stand him. He was handsome, wealthy, young and promising, and treated his subordinates quite well. As a secretary, she still had no objections.However, since the president went on a business trip a month ago, he has been directly upgraded from an indifferent and beautiful boy to a boisterous ss after he came back. The whole company, including Assistant Yang, has been working overtime for a whole month. Countless reports at all levels of the case have been rejected, and the president has to calmly criticize them for being unfavorable in doing things.

The group of people in the planning department had been sprayed to the verge of collapse. In order to find out the root cause of the president's loss of life, the heads of departments even organized groups to go to the branch where the president was on a business trip to try to find out. Still investigating in secret, whether to go at night or in the morning, whether the female minister's tenderness offensive or the male minister's iron and blood methods, the branch office's response to them is always dumbfounded: God knows.

"Could it be... the president is actually a woman disguised as a man! The reason for being so cruel recently is because my aunt is in pain?" This is the head of the public relations department who is a gossip expert.

"Or, what cruel and inhumane experience did the president encounter, so that he now suspects that he has lost hope in this world?"

"Don't you guys think... the president is probably broken up in love? Anyway, the president is only 20 this year, and he has always kept himself clean. No matter how precocious he may have never been in a relationship, it is understandable to be hurt by love." He is the Minister of Truth Emperor of the Planning Department.

Everyone: ...you are so reasonable that I am speechless.

When Yang Jin stepped out of the elevator, she saw the beautiful secretary he had chosen for the president standing at the door with a toothache on her face. She twitched the corners of her mouth and walked to her side, "Why don't you go in? The coffee is cold. I said , you are not allowed to fish and go on errands during work, you will not forget, right?"

"...Assistant Yang," with a look of despair on his face, "Let me tell you, I have made no less than 30 cups of coffee this morning, and this is probably No.[-] cup."

"..." Yang Jin glanced at her sympathetically and nodded, "That's all right. You can go back to work." Watching her walk back to her own office, Yang Jin knocked on the door and pushed it away. The door went in.

It has been a full month since the anonymous letter incident happened. Ouyang Han solved the matter beautifully as early as half a month ago. She is the school belle goddess, but at least Feng Mo's innocence has been proven.However, it was Feng Wulin who had the most indirect damage from that incident.

Could it be that the matter of Amo was not the case, they all found it unbelievable at first. After all, there are ghosts in this world, they can believe, but if they believe that a soul can cross over from another world and possess a person, is it still true? It's incredible.But how big is the difference between Feng Mo and Feng Mo, each of them can feel it, after Ouyang Han said his previous suspicions together, combined with the diary left by Feng Mo and the doctor's diagnosis, they couldn't help but believe the truth .

Feng Wulin's huge change in character, the employees of Feng's Group can be said to have experienced the deepest - living all day under the criticism of the president's smirk, and facing the risk of being fired at any time, it's hard not to think deeply.The few of them basically lined up to persuade Feng Wulin, but no matter whether they came softly or hard, they all ended in failure.

"President, just now Xiaoyu asked me to give you this invitation." Yang Jin walked to the desk, looked at Feng Wulin who was bowing his head to approve the documents, and smiled and reminded the other party, "Yan Qingqing will do it in Yan's Garden at night." a party."

"No." Feng Wulin responded casually, looked up at Yang Jin, then looked down at the file, "You guys are having fun."

Yang Jin rubbed her forehead with a headache, "President, Yan Qingqing specifically asked me to tell you that you must go there, just to relax."

"Busy, no time." Feng Wulin remained indifferent.

"...President, you can't go on like this forever," Yang Jin sighed, "Feng Mo wouldn't want to see you like this. He's such an innocent child, if he knew that you became like this because of him, how would he feel?" sad."

The pen in Feng Wulin's hand stopped abruptly when he heard the name, and drew a sudden black line on the paper. He raised his head and silently looked at the sleeping boy in the photo frame on the table, feeling a little lost in thought for a moment.

Yang Jin wiped his face. Of course he knew who the person in the photo frame was. After thinking about it, he resorted to his trump card, "I heard that Yan Qingqing could see ghosts since she was a child. Wasn't something wrong with Murong a while ago? He also seemed to be doing better after seeing it once."

Glancing at Feng Wulin's clenched hands, Yang Jin said helplessly, "Isn't the reason why Feng Mo came to this world because his body in another world died? And Feng Mo in this world also died because of a car accident. I lost my life, so Feng Mo has the opportunity to possess him. But now the original Feng has come back and lived well?"

Yang Jin hesitated for a moment before continuing, "President, Ouyang and I actually discussed this issue the day before yesterday. Feng Mo came to this world when the owner of the body died, but now the owner of the body is still alive, he basically There is no possibility of possessing that body anymore. Do you still remember that when we interrogated Feng Mo a while ago, didn’t he say that he had been with A Mo in the form of a ghost? Because he was too much for that body. Obsessive and lingering, what if...Amo is in the same situation now? What is he most reluctant to let go of?"

"Xiao Jin," Feng Wulin said in a low voice, Yang Jin was taken aback for a moment, the other party hadn't called him that for a long time, the last time he was called that was when Feng Wulin was seriously injured and almost died in a family battle at the age of 15, " Sometimes I wonder if I'm crazy, he's gone, but I always feel," Feng Wulin raised his head, his voice was extremely low and hoarse, "I always feel...he's by my side, never left. "

Yang Jin looked at the calm expression on the other party's face and the pain unconsciously revealed in the dark blue eyes, and closed her eyes, feeling uncomfortable. Feng Wulin and the others grew up together, and it was the first time he saw The other party looked so desperate.

"You have to try no matter what, right? Even if we don't tell you, you won't give up, right." Yang Jin stepped forward and patted Feng Wulin's shoulder, "Feng Mo wouldn't want you to torment yourself like this, Dude, we know that you have excellent abilities and excellent physical fitness, but even a machine can't stand it if you squeeze it like this. Give yourself a chance to rest, and give us a space to relax, and join a party to benefit you, me, and him."

"...Yang Jin, do you have an opinion on my management?" Feng Wulin's face darkened, thinking that he has no time to worry about him saying bad things about himself because he is in a bad mood?

"...No, you misunderstood the president. In fact, your example this month has deeply inspired the entire Fengshi employees. Our performance can be said to be thriving, and this is all thanks to you." Yang Jin flattered at all stress free.

"Okay, I'll go in the evening. By the way, it took me half an hour to make coffee and it still hasn't arrived. Do you think this position is too boring and want to try another one? Yang Jin, I'll ask you to help me find a secretary who can handle things quickly. It's not for you to help me find someone, if you don't work hard, I don't mind changing to a male secretary."

The back of Yang Jin walking out froze for a moment suspiciously, and then immediately returned: "It must be delayed by something, I'll let her send it in." Said and left the office quickly.

It's not that this assistant doesn't want to save you, it's that the enemy army is too strong.

When Feng Mo yawned and came out of the lounge, he saw someone walking in with a cup of coffee. The other party put down the cup tremblingly, and then left the office as if fleeing for his life.Feng Mo tilted his head, he was used to this kind of situation for a long time, almost every employee who came in was like this.

Feng Mo saw Feng Wulin reaching out to caress the photo frame, floating on the table lightly, sitting cross-legged, looking at the young man's soft eyes, Feng Mo asked softly: "Feng Wulin, are you in trouble with... again?" He reached out and touched the young man's dark blue eyes, and said to himself, "Don't force yourself... to work, your body... won't be able to hold on after a long time."

Feng Mo has been Feng Wulin's tail ghost for a whole month, and he will go wherever the young man goes during this month, so he naturally knows how Feng Wulin is forcing him to work harshly.

His speech has become much smoother, except for the habitual pause to think of words, his intonation is already very accurate, but his voice seems to have a bit of a nasal sound, and when he speaks, he is a little vague, soft like a child.Feng Mo doesn't care about this, as long as he can talk, he is very happy, and he doesn't care about his voice.

The days of being a ghost are always doing nothing, Feng Mo can play very few games by himself, he spends most of his time reading documents and sleeping with Feng Wulin, after becoming a ghost, he seems to be more sleepy, catching The opportunity to nest into the sofa, soon to be able to sleep unconscious.

I don't know if it's his illusion, but he always feels that as he sleeps more, he doesn't look as transparent as before.

Feng Wulin arrived at the company at five o'clock this morning. Feng Mo was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes and had to follow him. Yang Jin's voice woke up slowly, and Yang Jin had already left when she came out, and he didn't hear what the two said, otherwise Feng Mo would definitely give a thumbs up to the truth emperor Yang Jin and Ouyang Han.