Scheming Boss Hard To Please

Yushan garden.

Outside the elevator.

Qiao Mo ran just wanted to press the elevator switch, but at the same time, Gu Yisheng's hand also extended, two people's hands just like that pressed to the same switch, touching together.

Qiao Mo ran quickly retracts his hand, the action range is frightening, Gu Yisheng slightly one Zheng, side head looked at her one eye, the eyes are meaningful.

Qiao Mo ran awkwardly drooped her eyes and did not speak.

Ding Dong - "the elevator door opens.

Gu Yisheng signals Qiao Mo ran to invite first.

Qiao Mo ran had no humility, so she had to step into the elevator. Just a moment ago, she touched his hand, and a current slipped from her fingers to all the limbs, which made her extremely frightened and embarrassed. It's not close to the elevator, so she doesn't press the elevator anymore!

There are only two of them in the elevator. The new building and the residents are not all in place. The staff is sparse and the elevator is empty.

Two people stand side by side looking at the front, the inside of the elevator is polished very bright, can reflect the two figures. Qiao Mo ran unconsciously looked at the past, her high-heeled shoes were only as high as his chin.

Gu Yisheng didn't press the floor number. Qiao Mo ran had no choice but to step forward and press the 19th floor.

The elevator rises slowly, Gu Yisheng's mouth and eyebrows seem to smile.

"How many years has Miss Joe worked?" At the same time, Gu Yisheng seems to ask casually.

Qiao Mo ran didn't think it was a casual question, because the man looked enigmatic and asked any questions with a kind of purpose, which made people nervous. She stopped and said in a slow voice: "less than a year!"

"Less than a year?" When he said these four words, he had a kind of playful tone, like thinking about something.

Qiao Mo ran stroked her hair, this is her nervous small action, will touch the back of the hair.

Gu Yisheng slightly squints, through the mirror reflection of the elevator, his eyes are very playfully swept over her face.

Beautiful and slender goose neck, white skin, big face, not very beautiful, but also absolutely beautiful beauty. She has a pair of very deep and quiet eyes. The reason why the eyes are deep and quiet is that there seems to be a faint sadness written in them. The melancholy temperament is revealed unconsciously between her eyebrows. It is very light. It is not a strong expression of sorrow for the sake of new words, but it is naturally revealed.

"Work habits?" Gu Yisheng asked casually.

"Not used to it!" Qiao Molan thought he would say such neutral words as "OK" or "can", but he was not used to it. Yes, I'm not used to it. I'm not used to it.

Sales Miss is not everyone can do, last month, she only sold a house, a few times with customers to see the building, met a man alone, a lot of age, speak really words, some also came forward inadvertently rubbed her hands, body, Qiao Mo ran are reflexive step back a big step, made very embarrassing. So the people who bought the house said some inexplicable words, and then, the house did not sell out

Such situations encountered too many, Qiao Mo ran even doubted whether selling a house should be a hidden rule? In the end, she still insists on herself! Of course, she is also real. When she meets the elderly to buy a house, she suddenly sells two sets of houses. In this nearly one year, most of the houses she sells are old-age houses! So the whole company gave a nickname, the idol of the elderly!

"That's why I took the civil service examination?" Gu Yisheng asked.

Qiao Mo Ran's face was red, and he said frankly: "yes! But now it's gone! If you're not used to it, you have to continue selling your house! "

With that said, I suddenly felt that I had answered too many questions, and I felt a little annoyed at myself. Did you still point to this man's conscience and let her compete for an interview fairly? This is absolutely impossible!

Gu Yisheng couldn't help laughing. When he was smiling, his mouth rose slightly, but he was insincere and pondering: "so I blocked Miss Qiao's future?"

"So to speak!" Qiao Mo ran answered calmly.

"In fact, women don't have to work so hard. It's better to marry a good man than anything else."

"If there are good men in this world!"

Gu Yisheng said in silence: "is there no good man?"

"What does Mr. Gu think?" Qiao Mo ran lightly asked.