Chapter 1173 Master Mo Lost His Horse: President of Weilan Group

The front desk is neither humble nor overbearing.

This is not deceiving too much at all, it is clearly different treatment.

With Ms. Lu Mian here, how could Mr. President meet others.

She still has a standard eight-teeth smile.

"I'm sorry sir, Mr. President doesn't see customers, just doesn't see customers. If you don't understand, please learn Z language well before coming back."

"you!"

Even if Watson is not from country Z, he can understand such yin and yang words.

He happened to be in the territory of country Z, so he couldn't get angry at all.

He took a deep look at the dedicated elevator next to him, feeling very annoyed that Lu Mian had taken the lead, and he was even more uncertain about the attitude of Weilan Group...

But fortunately, the conditions that Lu Mian can offer are definitely not as good as the benefits that Watson can offer.

Weilan Group is not an idiot either, and definitely knows who to choose.

Thinking of this, Sino calmed down his anger a little bit, and led the people away.

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At this time, Lu Mian brought Xiao San'er, the elevator was smooth all the way, and arrived at the top floor without any obstacles.

In the extremely quiet corridor, there are high-grade and thick blankets, and there is no sound at all when you step on them.

The simple and indifferent black, white and gray style, the more you look at it, the more it looks more like her man.

Lu Mian didn't know what to think of, and smiled lightly.

The heavy file bag in her hand was casually patted on the side of her leg a few times, and then she threw the file to Xiaosan indifferently.

Xiaosan took it with her hands in a hurry, and tidied it up thoughtfully.

The girl took casual steps and walked leisurely towards the office at the end of the corridor.

And at this time.

Nested in the office, a certain CEO who kept tapping his fingers on the desktop kept looking at the office door.

Mo Rai could see him fidgeting.

Mo Lei stepped forward and advised, "Master, I predict that Miss Lu is here to discuss cooperation with you. You have the initiative, so don't be so nervous!"

Besides, her fiancé is the second president of Weilan on the Forbes list. What a surprise it will be after this identity is revealed! What a surprise!

Just by imagining it, he could already feel Miss Lu Mian's excited and happy expression after knowing the truth.

Mo Lei was crackling in his mind, if the assets of these two were integrated, one would be number one and the other would be number two...

God, his little subordinate is going to heaven!

He couldn't figure out why Master Mo was so nervous when it was obviously a happy thing.

Xiao Qimo tapped faster with his fingers, and the tip of his nose was still dripping with sweat.

"You don't understand." The elegant man shook his head.

He had always been the one who saw Lu Mian lose his horse, and finally it was his turn to have another identity, so he should have felt elated.

But I don't know if it was a conditioned reflex or a habit, but in the end the one who was nervous... was still him!

Will Mianmian not accept it?

Will Mianmian despise him?

Mianmian...

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Accompanied by a very rhythmic knock on the door, Xiao Qimo's heart instantly rose to his throat.

She is coming.

She is coming.

The elegant man pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and straightened his back pretending to be calm.

Immediately speak calmly.

"Please come in."

The magnetic sound ray falls,

The office door was pushed open.

Xiao Qimo and Mo Lei looked at the door at the same time.

Then I saw a cynical girl walking in coldly and calmly.

Beside her was a cute chubby robot. This kind of collocation is inexplicably cute.

Xiao Qimo's Adam's apple tightened.

After the heart was beating wildly and nervously, it seemed to have reached a critical point and stagnated inexplicably.

He rested his hands casually on the handle of the seat, and slowly raised Erlang's legs.

Just about to say that classic quote about falling off a horse.

[Yes, I am the president of Weilan Group. 】

Of course.

Without even saying the first word, the cold girl accurately captured Xiao Qimo's facial features, stared at his elegant eyes, and smiled gently and indulgently.

"Ah...it's really you."

This was said as calmly as it could be, completely declarative, without any emotion.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Xiao Qimo was silent for three consecutive times, as if his voice was stuck, and he couldn't speak a word of the lines he had prepared.

It was... completely different from what he had imagined.

At least, this little bastard should have an expression of surprise, astonishment, surprise, surprise, right?

Did the little bastard already guess it was him?

Mo Rai next to him was also confused, and after looking at Xiao San'er eye to eye for a few seconds, he hastily cleared his throat and introduced quickly.

"Miss Lu, this is the president of our Weilan Group. I am Mr. President's special assistant, Mo Lei."

Surprised or not? Is it surprising?

Although it was the first time they met, Mo Rai had already heard about this wife-to-be for a long time.

In particular, the opponent was the famous Yeqiao.

Out of admiration for Yeqiao's strength (money), Mo Rai, who has always been careful about budgeting, has an attitude of admiration and respect.

But he felt that Lu Mian's reaction was wrong. She didn't realize the identity of Master Mo at all, so he deliberately mentioned it.

Lu Mian nodded slightly at him, hooked her slender and straight legs over the seat beside her, and sat on it casually and playfully, without treating herself as an outsider at all.

Mo Rai: ...

Xiao Qimo: ...

After a while, Xiao Qimo looked at Lu Mian's calm face, and finally realized that his identity did not bring her the slightest surprise or surprise...

With a lot of experience in losing horses, she accepted his identity completely naturally.

Well, great.

Mental quality is much stronger than him.

Xiao Qimo's mood is like a palette, full of variety.

"Hmm..." The girl tilted her head slightly, her brows and eyes showing some emotional fluctuations.

Just when Xiao Qimo and Mo Lei were both expecting her to say something emotional, the girl spoke slowly.

"Director Qi, I'm sorry, I squeezed you into the second place."

Although it was an apology, it was a bit playful.

Mo Rai: ...

This Ms. Lu's words... are so chic!

Is this the confidence of the rich?

But if Master Mo didn't let Miss Lu, Miss Lu would definitely not be able to get the first place just by trading in stocks!

"Mianmian..."

Xiao Qimo, who was poked at the center, swallowed bitterness alone.

Yes, I am the second child you pushed off the top of the pyramid.

Yes, I'm the owner of that bank where you keep lots and lots of money and antiques.

Hey, tired.

Who can know the sadness of Wannian Er Er.

"Mianmian, that's right."

Even though his wife didn't care, Xiao Qimo explained patiently.

"Actually, I didn't mean to hide it from you. I originally wanted to tell you about it when I regained the No. 1 spot in Forbes."

Unexpectedly, the little bastard's wealth accumulated more and more.

Mo Rai: ...

Master Mo, don't tell me that you came second because of your lack of strength!

I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen!

Lu Mian supported her head with one hand, looked at Xiao Qimo who was across the desk, tilted her head, her black and white eyes were full of tenderness and patience towards those close to her.

She asked softly, "You want to be number one so much?"

"Hmm..." Xiao Qimo sank into her clear eyes, answered vaguely, and slowly touched the girl's cheek with his fingers.

The gentle man's eyes darkened, he stroked the girl's face lovingly, and spoke.

"Well, I want to."

Mo Lei next to him:? ? ?

Where is this car going?

The upright girl couldn't understand at all, she lowered her eyelashes, as if she was thinking about how to operate this matter.

Xiao Qimo retracted his fingers slowly.

Immediately, she said in a businesslike tone: "Mianmian, are you here to discuss cooperation? I have one condition..."

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