The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 345 Make Him Happy

Xiao Xianrou yelled subconsciously: "Where is that..."?

Before he could utter the last word, he suddenly realized who it was, and instantly seemed to be strangled by the throat, his face was blue, white and red, which was very exciting.

After Tianhong was acquired, the office moved into the Diye Building. They all fantasized about being able to hug the thigh of the one on the top floor, and secretly they didn't know how much effort they put in.

However, no one can succeed.

They can't even see the shadow of that person!

So much so that after Yan Zhixin disclosed Ling Bai's identity, the audience was as quiet as going to a grave, no one dared to speak.

Yan Zhixin didn't even give them a chance to speak, and said with a blank expression: "Is it your self-cultivation to yell and yell regardless of the occasion over a trivial matter? Go back to the training camp for a month!"

Little fresh meats, look at me and I look at you. Someone said weakly: "I have an announcement in the afternoon."

Yan Zhixin glanced at him: "Then go to the training camp after the announcement, no one will make excuses!"

Little Fresh Meats: "..."

After Yan Zhixin and Ling Bai had walked a certain distance, they realized belatedly that the secretary on the top floor actually sent her flowers in person? !
After entering the elevator, Yan Zhixin rubbed her forehead and said, "Ling Bai, you probably wouldn't tell him what happened just now, would you?"

Ling Bai didn't answer directly, but said: "As long as you make him happy, he may not care about certain details."

coax?
When Mo Junting was a three-year-old child?

However, she didn't expect him to help her cover up.

The people around Mo Junting, whether it was him, Ling Feng, Ling Hua, or Ling Shan, were only loyal to Mo Junting and would not be influenced by anyone.

And once Mo Jun knew, it would be easy for those little fresh meats to be banned.

Yan Zhixin secretly rejoiced that she sent them to the training camp first, and if Mo Junting was in a good mood, he probably wouldn't interfere again.

The door of Mo Junting's office was open, and when Yan Zhixin walked to the door, he saw him standing in front of the bookshelf, holding a thick folder with one hand, turning the pages with his slender fingers, his movements were elegant and light.

The bright and clean light comes in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the man's perfectly lined side face wanders in the light, with mystery and depth coexisting.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned around and said in a casual and light tone, "Come here."

Yan Zhixin obediently held flowers and walked in front of him: "Teacher Mo Mo, this is for you."

Mo Junting looked down at her: "Why don't you call me Brother Mo Mo?"

Yan Zhixin: "..."

The reason why she called him Teacher Mo Mo was because she really didn't know how to address him.

It was impossible for her to call him Young Master like Gu Xi did, but it felt weird to call him Young Master Di or Young Master Mo, and it was even weirder to call him Boss.

In order to cheer him up, she said obediently, "Brother Mo Mo."

"En." Mo Junting responded casually, closed the folder and put it back on the bookshelf, then pulled out the card from the crape myrtle flower, and after just one glance, he showed a playful smile, "It's all over, Bai Er Qinguan will eventually belong to Chu; if you live on your salary and taste your courage, three thousand Yuejia can swallow Wu. Are you copying your grandfather?"

Yan Zhixin choked there.

He hung this couplet in his study in King's Landing Island. Her grandfather wrote it himself. It is said that it was given to him by his grandfather when he left Xie's house... although she didn't know it.

Mo Junting tapped her on the forehead with a card: "It's too perfunctory, change it."

Well, Yan Zhixin asked Gu Xi to send her a stack of blank cards, sat across from his desk, picked up a pen and was about to write, Mo Junting glanced at her: "Use a brush."

(End of this chapter)