Devil President, Don't Bite Me

Mosiyu drove to the Mohs building in the center of the city, which was newly built the year before last. Now it is the coordinate building in Jinling City. The main building is towering into the clouds. There are a tower on both sides, with a sharp top, which looks magnificent.

The lower floors are Merck's shopping malls and hotels. The upper floors and towers are all Merck's office buildings. All Merck's subsidiaries are gathered here. Tens of thousands of employees are busy in the building every day. Each subsidiary exists independently, but they are inextricably linked with each other. The highest responsible person is the president. Mo Qingze, who is also an open master of Mohism, is above all the general managers.

Mosiyu seldom comes here. She wears a mask and uses a special pass to successfully reach the top floor. Half of the top floor is used as a landscape garden, small bridges, running water, pavilion rockery, and colorful under the glass cover. Mo Qingze's office is in the middle of the corridor. It's very large. It's more than enough to hold small meetings. The deepest room is reserved for mexiling, but he doesn't like to see strangers. He occasionally comes to check some information at night and never shows up during the day.

For Mohs employees, the top floor is a restricted area. Only the general manager can go up to meet MOH Qingze, but they don't know the existence of the office deep in the corridor.

Mosiyu knocked on the door and heard a reply: "come in."

She pushed in and around the corner to see Mo Qingze sitting behind the desk. Qingjun's face looked a little serious and was buried in writing.

"Big brother," said mosiyu with a smile, "you really look like a domineering president!"

Mo Qingze smiled: "you're here. Have you seen Joey's parents?"

"Joey's parents are ordinary people, nothing special."

"I investigated her family these two days. She has an uncle named Qiao Zhenhai. Now she is in charge of Qiao. The two families don't seem to be very harmonious. It's strange that her brother inherited Qiao, but her brother is only assigned to a small supermarket."

"What's strange," said mosiyu with a smile, "since ancient times, one mountain can't be two tigers, but I think Joey's father is a man who has a good temper and a good personality. Brother, you're worried too much. "

Mo Qingze leaned back on the chair and crossed his hands on his legs. "It's better to be careful in everything."

"Xiling is not a child. He is better than any of us. What do you have to worry about?"

"But he also has weaknesses, doesn't he?" Mo Qingze turned and looked out of the window: "you should know how important Xiling is."

Mosiyu stopped talking. Of course, she knew how important mexiling was. He was the soul of the whole Mohs. Without him, Mohs could collapse at any time. Probably no one knew that the famous Mohs was supported by a 25-year-old young man alone.

In recent years, Mohs has developed rapidly. Its tentacles extend to all walks of life, and its subsidiaries are intertwined. Although they employ business elites, they are unpredictable and refined people in front of material desires. As long as they have means and do anything, it will damage Mohs' interests.

But with mexiling, these people don't have a chance. Some people are proud of their talent and feel that Mo's supervision is not effective. They want to cover the sky with one hand and secretly put Mo's resources into their own pockets. At the instigation of Mo Xiling, Mo Qingze played a play of killing chickens for monkeys. Since then, no one dared to play Mo's idea.

Everyone knows that the president of Mohs has golden eyes. No one dares to play with fire under his eyes. Therefore, although Mohs is expanding day by day, it is still a river with flying water and orderly management.

When Joey returned to the Mohist castle, it was just time for dinner. At the table, only she, mosiyu and mozino sat.

Mozi Nuo explained that Mozi Qingze had a party at night, and Mozi Yu was not at home when he went out.

For Joey, the two were away. She was more comfortable. Mo Qingze looked serious and Mo Zi was as cold as ice. Both seem to be difficult people to get along with.

Mozino is good at talking and has a wide range of knowledge. With him, he will never be dull at the dinner table. His voice is gentle and pleasant, and his smiling face makes people feel like a spring breeze. Joey has been flashed into his eyes by his bright smile several times, his heart beats and his face is slightly red. If his intuition goes on like this, maybe she will fall in love with him.

After dinner, mosiyu took her out for a walk. The night wind was cool and brushed on her face. It was very comfortable.

Mosiyu first smiled and said, "Yi, you should be careful. He's a playboy."

Joey was stunned and didn't understand why mosiyu mentioned this?

"Women are easily fascinated by him," mosiyu continued. "He is young, handsome, elegant and rich. Such a man is really liked by women, but," she looked at Joey: "I don't want you to be fascinated by him, too."

Joey's face is red and her ears are red. She really likes mozino. Does mosiyu see anything?

"He's not a reliable man, Yi, I don't want you to get hurt."

Joey cut, "Siyu, you think too much. I just think mozino is your brother, that's all. There's nothing else."

"That's good," mosiyu said with a smile. "Don't worry. I only have one friend, so I don't want to lose you."

"No," Joey held her hand. "We'll always be friends." Taking advantage of this opportunity, she mentioned the gift, "Siyu, the gift you gave my parents is too expensive. They want to return it. However, I have an unkind request. I want to borrow it for a while and return it in two months. Do you think so?"

Mo Siyu looked at her in surprise: "the gifts given by the Mo family will never be taken back. If they really don't like it, they can sell it or transfer it to others."

"This..." Joey was a little embarrassed: "you're a diamond. It's too square. They're scared. Where dare you accept it."

"Ha ha ha," Mo Siyu smiled and held her shoulder. "To be friends with the Mo family, you should learn to accept it. Tell your parents to accept it. It's just a simple gift. It doesn't mean anything else."

It's hard for Joey to entangle again. Maybe as his mother said, that thing is nothing in the eyes of the Mexican family, and refusing makes each other embarrassed.

In fact, up to now, she still feels like a dream. She never thought that one day she would walk into this magnificent ancient castle and make friends with the mysterious Mohist people. They are really special, completely different from the super rich she imagined.

When he was lying in bed at night, Joey was still thinking that there were no servants in such a big castle. Who would clean it? Is it mosiyu? But can she clean such a big house alone?

There was no dream all night, but she woke up in the middle of the night. Her back was cold and creepy.

Someone was in her bed, hot breathing sprayed into her neck, very clear.

Joey's first thought was mo ZiNuo. Mo Siyu said he was a playboy. Did he touch her bed at night?

Slowly turned around, but on the opposite is a pair of strange eyes.

Joy was so frightened that she immediately screamed, but her voice had not escaped, and the man had covered her mouth.

"It's me!" His voice was low, cold and deja vu.

Does she recognize him? Joey stared at him in horror. The room was too dark for her to see.

The man stretched out his hand to turn on the lamp, and the warm and soft light spread on the man's beautiful and picturesque face. Joey stayed for a while. Mozino was handsome enough, but he immediately looked much worse than this man.

He looked at her with dark eyes like thick ink, and a smile seemed to be on his lips: "do you remember?"

Those eyes seemed to have magic, which made Joey indulge in it involuntarily. Something in his mind was waking up quietly, like grass breaking out of the ground, a little clearer.

Her expression became more frightened and her breathing became rapid: "Mo, Xi, Ling."

"Well, you haven't forgotten me." The man smiled with satisfaction. His smile was as indifferent as moonlight, but it caught people's soul.

Joey sat up angrily, shrunk at the head of the bed and looked at him warily: "didn't you say to let me go? Why don't you keep your word? "

"Didn't you go home today?" Mexiling said slowly, "you go back and come again. It's your own decision. It has nothing to do with me."

Joey blinked... She did go home today, but she came with mosiyu and said she would stay here all summer. my god! She covered her mouth... How stupid she was to promise to stay here for the summer vacation!

But why didn't she remember mexiling during the day, the bullying and humiliation she was subjected to?

If you remember, she won't be friends with the Mexican family at all! And won't go back to this place that scares her with mosiyu.

After the shock, she asked angrily, "did you cast any spells on me? Who are you? "

The man turned a blind eye to her anger and patted the side of his bed: "listen, lie down."

Joey's body shook and her face was as gray as ashes. How could she lie down and bear the pain of being torn again?

"I won't move you," the man said slowly, probably seeing her fear. "Lie down, my patience is limited."

Joey had no choice. She knew that obedience would not suffer. She shook her body and lay down slowly.

Because of fear, she huddled her back to the man. Soon, the familiar hot feeling hit. He kept a little distance from her as usual, but his head was buried in her neck.

She didn't touch her, but her hot breath made her tremble all over.

His big hand rested on her waist and was very cold: "don't be afraid, sleep."

Joey wanted to say, how can you not be afraid? Who can stand the feeling of ice and fire?

She simply lay flat. Although it was dangerous, the man's face was a little away from her. Just for a moment, the man turned her around and stubbornly buried her face in her neck.

Probably afraid of her moving again, the hand on her waist tightened to let her fit with him.

Joey regretted it. He knew he wouldn't move. Now it's much more ambiguous than before.

The man was very quiet behind him. Gradually, Joey felt that his hot breath didn't seem so pricking. She summoned up the courage and asked, "moxiling, do you like me?"

The man didn't answer her. Joey thought he was asleep and stayed in bed. He heard his voice whispering in his ear: "I like your taste."