Pregnant wife is priceless

Chapter 11 You are my little apple!
Small square downstairs.

The dance music that drives the headset is Little Apple, which everyone is familiar with. Models in bright colors walk out from both sides of the fountain one by one.

Who is the person in charge at the front, if not Mo Nian?
While contacting by phone, she used all the resources at hand to look up the information of the organizer and the person in charge, and finally rushed to follow the address, but she didn't expect that her words were almost worn out, and the front desk refused to let them in.

She had no choice but to leave work as soon as she saw it. She simply exhibited all the main styles of 'Yi Nian' in the past years. I don't believe that no senior leaders will pay attention? !

Thinking of this, the smile on her face became firmer and brighter, and she hummed along with the DJ song, "You are my little apple, how can I love you..."

Gu Zimo, who was sitting in the monitoring room, took in all of this scene, his handsome face was tense, making it hard to see any emotions, "How much?"

"...Five thousand?" Looking at the leader whose expression changed instantly, Yan Qing knew that he got the answer right, but then again, this lady surnamed Mo really didn't know what to do, and dared to send his boss away with five thousand?

Tsk tsk tsk, this status is devalued...

Yan Qing wanted to laugh, but the corners of his mouth opened halfway, and he was frightened by Gu Zimo who got up suddenly. Looking at the handsome face with a hint of chill, he pointed to Mo Nian who had sneaked into the hall on the monitor, and asked , "Boss, what should I do downstairs?"

Gu Zimo cast a glance, "Childish!"

"...?" To stop, or not to stop?Is it water?
Downstairs, Mo Nian commanded the model to sneak into the lobby of the company step by step, and took advantage of the chaos to quickly run into the elevator.

With the number keys full, how many floors should I go to find someone?The highest leadership, that is undoubtedly the top!

So when Yan Qing saw through the monitor that the elevator that Mo Nian was taking finally stopped at his boss's floor, he greeted the secretary thoughtfully.

I thought, this time there should be a reward!
Mo Nian got out of the elevator, looked left and right, and after opening three or four doors, he finally found a man in the office on the right side of the corridor who seemed to have not left work and looked like a leader!

Even though his back was turned, she still smiled politely, "If you're tired, you can go downstairs and have a look, it's very lively."

With this tone, do you want to get close?

Gu Zimo was leaning on the swivel chair, dangling Vodka, who had just started and was awake, in his hand, nodding his fingers with a look of complete disregard, recalling the events of last night...

I'll go, this guy is good enough!

Mo Nian clenched his fist and coughed heavily, reminding that someone was coming.

But I never thought that the man leaning on the back of the chair would still maintain the action just now, without any intention of paying attention to her at all. If the wine glass in his hand was not still shaking, Mo Nian would have been there for a moment. Think, what happened to the other party.

Going back, she knocked hard on the door, "Hello, are you Mr. Gu?!"

Gu Zimo took a sip of his wine lightly. Vodka's unique strength made him frown. A glass of clear water appeared at his temple without warning. At the same time, a woman's sweet voice rang in his ears. voice, "Vodka extracted from rye is too strong and bad for the stomach. It is best to prepare a glass of water before drinking."

Mo Nian paused, intuiting that this was a man with a story, deep and reticent, giving people a sense of noble aloofness, but he didn't know if he was the Mr. Gu he was looking for!
Mr. Gu is really lonely, he pushed away the cup like disgust, turned his chair, and looked at Mo Nian neither happy nor angry...

(End of this chapter)