President's Single-minded Love

Mo Xi Jue looks at her embarrassed appearance, the lip corner tiny hook.

He just likes to watch her blush and embarrassment and tease her.

The 109th floor is close at hand. Yan xiaonuo feels that he has kept up with the rooftop, but it is closed. This place is so big that there is only one office, that is, the president's office of moxijue.

Yan xiaonuo followed him into his president's office. It was more a top-level presidential suite than a Mexican office.

The place where she is standing now is where mosey works, and that super big desk is at least 50 steps away from her.

There was a knock outside the door, and Messi said in a deep voice, "come in."

That kind of natural dignity and dignity can't help but reveal from his voice, unexpectedly let Yan xiaonuo whole body awe inspiring, this is what she usually see in Messi Jue?

Without hesitation or hesitation, the director of entertainment came in with his head down and bowed respectfully 90 degrees: "president."

Tone also with fear, Yan xiaonuo stood beside and looked at Mo xijue.

Mo xijue's eyes were like a knife, and he did not say a word. The air condensed into ice in an instant.

Even standing on the side of xiaonuo dare not say a word, not to mention the entertainment director who was fired more than 50 models.

"President, President..." The entertainment director's head almost touched the ground.

"To dismiss or to resign?" he said faintly

His tone is calm, clearly a question, but both Yan xiaonuo and the director of the entertainment department think it is a statement.

Irrefutable, irresistible.

"I chose to resign. Thank you, president." The director of entertainment immediately made the choice, and dismissal meant being banned.

With that, he handed the prepared resignation letter to mexicho with both hands.

Moxi was about to take over, Yan xiaonuo suddenly said: "wait a minute!"

Two people look at her together, Mo xijue's black eyes flash a trace of doubt, did not speak.

"If he leaves, where should my model go?" Yan xiaonuo tried to gently plead, "why don't you ask him to help me find a model first?"

The director of entertainment looked at her in shock: "Miss Yan..."

Moxi definitely slightly narrowed his black eyes, and did not know why, Yan xiaonuo's hand was unconsciously clenched.

It's dangerous!

The next second, he threw the resignation letter into the dustbin and whispered two words: "fired."

Yan xiaonuo Zheng Leng there, entertainment director fainted on the spot, immediately a bodyguard came in and dragged his fat body away.

Messi turned around and was hard to get close to.

Why are you suddenly unhappy? It was fine just now.

Yan xiaonuo bit his lip, went forward, gently pulled his sleeve and called him in a low voice: "what's the matter with you?"

Messi took his sleeve out of her hand and looked cold: "intercede for another man? Well? "

Yan xiaonuo a Zheng, he is because of this unhappy?

"I'm also thinking about models." Yan xiaonuo said softly.

"I can't help you with the model thing? Need you to worry about it? "

Yan xiaonuo pursed her lips: "I don't mean that."

"It's not up to you to intervene in Empire group affairs." Mohist's words are cold and merciless.

In the heart seems to be heavily pricked by a nail, Yan xiaonuo lowers his head, eyes look to other places, "know."

"President, Jane Ming is here to see you."

A clear voice, let Yan xiaonuo can not help looking back, only saw a woman wearing a white casual suit standing there with a smile.

He is independent of the world.

Yan xiaonuo's mind suddenly thought of these four words.

"This is Yan wanhu. She needs you to be her model." Said mercy faintly.

"Yes." Jian Ming went to Yan xiaonuo and bowed to her, "Hello, Miss Yan. I'm model Jianming."

Yan xiaonuo instantly felt that it was a pity for Jianming to be a model. She still held out her right hand, "Hello, Miss Jane, and take care of her later."

Jian Ming looked at her outstretched right hand slightly a Leng, immediately responded to come over, showed a deeper smile, held Yan xiaonuo's hand: "thank you very much, Miss Yan."

Her smile is like a gardenia blooming in the sun, elegant and noble.

Yan xiaonuo's good feelings for her doubled, and her smile also unconsciously brightened up. "Miss Jane, I've brought some clothes. If it's convenient for you, try it now?"

Jian Ming didn't expect that she would talk to herself so cleanly, and she liked her very much. She nodded: "OK."

Yan xiaonuo didn't look at Moxi, ready to take Jianming out.

"Stop." "The clothes are in the design department on the 72nd floor."Jian Ming immediately understood that she should bow her head and go out without hesitation or pause.

"You've learned to ignore me." Messi firmly clasped Yan xiaonuo's body with a strong danger in his tone.

Yan xiaonuo bit his lips, and she didn't want to talk to him.

"Speak up!" Mo Xi Jue saw that she continued to ignore herself, and her anger was even stronger.

"No!" Yan xiaonuo looked at him angrily.

Moxi decided to pick her sword eyebrows and pressed her on the leather sofa. Her black eyes were burning and shining like diamonds

"What do you say?" Yan xiaonuo's eyelashes tremble slightly and her expression is somewhat aggrieved.

"Dare you ignore me?" Mercy gently picked up her chin and bit it gently.

Yan xiaonuo stroked his forehead: "how dare I ignore you?"

"Just now, and before that, you spoke for other men!" The more he thought, the more angry he became.

"Little ink, are you jealous?" Yan xiaonuo's eyes suddenly became playful, and he blinked at Messi.

Mo xijue's face sank, "no, the pig you raise can't be eaten by others."

Yan xiaonuo almost couldn't bring it up in one breath and cried out angrily, "you are a pig!"

Moxi decided to kiss her lips, and said that Xiao Nuo was angry and directly bit his thin lips. He took a breath of pain and couldn't bear to bite her back and let go of her lips.

His thin lip was bitten up by her, Yan xiaonuo chuckled and took out the medicine he gave last time from the bag and coated it for him.

Her smile is like the sun's rays. After the gesture is gently painted, her tone is light and brisk, "there is little ink. You can't speak after applying the medicine. Be careful to take the medicine into your stomach." "Anger is not conducive to the recovery of swelling and pain," he said

Mo Xi Jue looked at her successful smile and almost lifted the tea table.

Yan xiaonuo ran out of the president's office and rushed into the elevator to see her figure.

She pressed the 72nd floor in a hurry. Fortunately, the elevator began to sink when mercy almost caught up with her.

Yan xiaonuo clapped at the heart, terrified, dangerous! But there was a sense of pride, she really long courage, dare to Yinmo West a!

The efficiency of the president's special elevator is fast. In a flash, it reaches the 72nd floor.

"Design department?" Yan xiaonuo got off the elevator and saw a big led sign.

However, the corridor is very quiet, Yan xiaonuo if not to see the sign, also think he went to the wrong place.

It suddenly occurred to her that today was Mrs. Xuanji's new design director's day. Everyone might be meeting with this new director.

But who can tell her where Jianming is?

Yan xiaonuo stroked her forehead with a headache. She was blamed for her failure to get to Jianming's mobile phone number. She was detained in the office by him. Now, there is no ghost here. Where is she going to find someone?

"Ding --" when the elevator door opened, Moxi came over with a cold air

Yan xiaonuo was scared to the corner of the wall, "is it not said that you can't speak with the medicine?"

"Cheat you, believe it, you are a pig!" Mercy decided to give her a verdict.

Yan xiaonuo looks at his tall and handsome back and feits out a lot of words with only one main idea: Moxi is a jerk.

"What are you doing there?" he said? Do you want me to carry you? "

"What are you doing?" Yan xiaonuo can't feel his head.

"Take you to your model, pig like woman!" Mercy turned around, apparently not yet relieved.

Yan xiaonuo stomped his feet against his back, but he had to keep up with him.

Moxi definitely took her to the floor of the design department. When Yan xiaonuo felt that he was about to faint, he stopped in front of a door, and yanxiaonuo suddenly braked and bumped into Moxi's back.

He quickly held her in case she fell. "So you like to be in the hallway."

"What?"

"Didn't mean to throw myself in my arms?" Messi held her tightly in a playful tone.

"No!" Yan xiaonuo was indignant, "is Jianming here? Why not go in? "

"You want me to see other women change clothes?" Mo xijue's voice was full of fun and said in her ear, "if you change it now, I don't mind having a look."

Yan xiaonuo gritted his teeth, "hooligan!" Then he knocked gently on the door.

Soon, the door opened and it was Jianming.

"President, Miss Yan." Jian Ming said respectfully to the two men with serious expressions, "please come in."

"You talk, I'll go to Madame Xuanji."

With that, he turned and left.

Yan xiaonuo looked at the back of Moxi's decision to leave, and felt a sense of sadness in his heart. What he most cared about was Madame Xuanji."Miss Yan, come in and see what I'm wearing. Are you satisfied?" Jianming's clear voice pulled her thoughts back.

Yan xiaonuo smiles and nods into the room.

Jian Ming is very tall. This white dress she designed is perfect for her.

"Miss Jane, you're dressed beautifully. I like it very much." Yan xiaonuo sincerely praised.

"This dress is very special. It's the most special one I've ever seen." She gently stroked the skirt. "Did you sew it yourself?"

Yan xiaonuo was surprised: "how do you know?"

"I've been a model for ten years," she said with a smile. "It's easy for me to know whether the clothes are hand sewn or machine-made."