impatience

More than half a month has passed, and the weather has become very cold. Mo Ziyi's physique is not good, and he catches a cold easily. He has to wrap himself in a scarf when sitting in the air-conditioned room.

"Hey, last time that company asked if we have any intention to continue working together, can you go talk about it?" Zhang Ran was on a business trip and called Mo Ziyi.

"Which one?" Mo Ziyi huddled in his scarf and asked.

"It's just Luo Fei's company." Zhang Ran clicked his tongue, "Don't say it, it's really good. It's generous, and the process goes smoothly. It's very comfortable to cooperate with."

"..." Mo Ziyi frowned, "Do you have to talk to me?"

"You're talking nonsense. They found it on their own initiative, and I'm outside. As the vice president, who will you go to if you don't?"

"Okay." Mo Ziyi wiped his nose, "When is it?"

"Tomorrow afternoon, my assistant will send you the time and information later, remember to talk about it."

"Ah."

The next afternoon, Mo Ziyi explained things to his assistant and left the company early.

I talked with the project manager in the office for a while, and the manager said that the result of the last cooperation was quite satisfactory, so he wanted to sign a long-term cooperation with Mo Ziyi and his company to be responsible for the system operation and maintenance of the company's sales department.

Mo Ziyi was a little dazed, this was quite a big cooperation, after all, the other party was a big company.But now he is not quite sure if Luo Fei said something. If so, Mo Ziyi feels that he is no different from being paid to sleep.

However, if a cooperation can be established, it will bring long-term and stable benefits to our company, and it will also lead to more other projects. There is no doubt about the benefits.

After talking with the manager for a long time, the manager finally gave out a draft contract and asked Mo Ziyi to take it back to have a look, and bring forward any changes that need to be made. After confirmation, it can be formally signed.

Mo Ziyi said goodbye to him and walked out of the office.

He lowered his head, the lower half of his face was huddled in the scarf, and he kept thinking about whether this contract should be signed. He wanted to sign it, but he really didn't want to sign it. For a while, he felt very complicated. The key is this complicated thing. I haven't said anything about my mood, if Zhang Ran knows about this, maybe he will hand himself over to Luo Fei's bed.

Mo Ziyi could almost guess his lines: "Oh, anyway, it was your wish before, so why don't you just have a business marriage!"

Just thinking about it like this, before taking two steps, Mo Ziyi's arm was grabbed by a slender and strong hand.

Luo Fei thought he had misread it. He was about to leave work when he saw a tall and thin figure in the corridor, wearing a yellow padded jacket and wearing a royal blue scarf. Most of his face was buried in the scarf. Luo Fei wasn't even sure about that curly hair.

Although Mo Ziyi let him go with a cold face before, Luo Fei also knew how much harm he had caused him, but he hadn't seen him for more than half a month. Luo Fei really missed him, so he went up and grabbed him without hesitation.

Mo Ziyi raised his head in panic, his dark eyes were exposed outside the scarf, looking at the person in front of him who seemed to be thinner, he subconsciously called out: "Luo Fei?"

The voice was buried in the scarf, with a little nasal sound, a little muffled and unreal, but when Luo Fei heard it, his heart trembled for no reason.

Luo Fei looked at him for a long time, his throat moved, and finally responded: "Well, why are you here?"

"I..." Mo Ziyi moved his arm, and Luo Fei let go of it.

"I'm here to find Manager Chen..." Mo Ziyi pressed down the scarf a little, revealing his thin face, "Did you say that you want to cooperate with our company?"

"No." Looking into those eyes, Luo Fei felt as if something was churning in his heart, and his voice was a little hoarse, "It should be that you did a good job last time, so Manager Chen will think of your company."

"But you helped facilitate the last project..." Mo Ziyi sucked his stuffy nose, "In this case, I still have to thank you."

The people you hurt are thanking you.

Luo Fei's mood was very complicated. He knew that Mo Ziyi's change of attitude was due to this cooperation. He thought he had helped him get it, so he was willing to talk to him, but even so, Luo Fei felt very good.

In fact, Mo Ziyi didn't ask a word: "Are you compensating me?"

He didn't dare to ask. Now he didn't care whether this project was related to Luo Fei. He would talk to Luo Fei at this moment because he wanted to say that he hadn't seen and got along with Luo Fei for a long time.As for the incident last time, Mo Ziyi never meant to hate Luo Fei, he just felt that he was useless and was ashamed of his gaffe under the drug, so he couldn't face it.

Even if it is to compensate me, at least give me a legitimate reason to talk to you again.

"Don't thank me." Luo Fei looked at his watch and asked him, "Are you going back to the company?"

"Not coming back." Mo Ziyi saw that Luo Fei was wearing a padded jacket over his suit, so he asked, "Are you going to get off work?"

"Yes." Luo Fei hesitated, "Can... can we have dinner together?"

Mo Ziyi lowered his eyes and moved his eyelashes. Luo Fei thought he was in trouble, so he said, "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you don't have time, we can meet again next time..."

Mo Ziyi looked at Luo Fei's hand. There was a small row of light brown marks on the slender white index finger of his left hand. The scab seemed to have fallen off, leaving only a trace. The other row of tooth marks should be on the other side. Can't see it from this angle.It was bitten out with pain and shame after I was drugged last time.

"I'm free." Mo Ziyi still slightly lowered his head and lowered his eyes, the toes of his shoes rubbed against the ground, then he raised his head and looked at Luo Fei, "I'm free."

Luo Fei felt his heart beating so fast that his throat trembled.He nodded: "OK."