Zhao Yiling raised his chin lightly, as arrogant as a queen, walked through the people who greeted her and walked directly to Jun Ao's top floor.

"Ms. Zhao, please come in. Our president has been waiting for you for a long time." The nameplate on the chest was marked with the manager's character, and personally opened the door to the president's office for her and made a gesture of invitation respectfully.

wait?

I clearly came half an hour in advance, and it is only half past ten:30 now. Why has this Junao president been waiting for her for a long time?

How many people can afford a word like that of the president of Junao Group?

Zhao Yiling narrowed his beautiful eyes slightly. Thinking of the treatment he had just enjoyed downstairs, a glimmer of light flashed in his slightly narrowed eyes.

It was the first time she met those employees. How did they know that their surname was Zhao?

The attitude is so respectful.

Moreover, the middle-aged man who opened the door for her felt a little inexplicably familiar.

She stared at the middle-aged man and the long-standing memory in her mind came to her. When she first saw this man, she was at a banquet. At that time, everyone at the table was trying to please this man with a noble identity and tried to get along with him.

Unexpectedly, this man with a noble status actually guided him and opened the door. This is incredible.

Her vanity was once again satisfied.

Zhao Yiling raised his chin and glanced at the middle-aged man, "Thank you for your hard work."

The middle-aged man wiped the sweat from his forehead in panic, "It's not hard, it should be."

Zhao Yiling raised his chin lightly and walked into the president's office step by step.

Every time she took a step, her heart became nervous. If she guessed correctly, Junao's president was not only interested in her plan, but there should be something else in it.

After turning a corner, I went to the President's Office.

What caught my eye was the back of a man. He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands on his back, like a jade tree. He was not wearing a common suit and ties, but a plain Tang robe.

Hearing the sound, he slowly turned around.

A suffocating face appeared, with a slightly curled corner of his mouth and slowly said to Zhao Yiling, "Miss Zhao, don't be fine."

The voice is indescribable and low charm.

The delicate face that is difficult to distinguish between male and female is enough to immerse yourself in it and be difficult to extricate yourself.

Zhao Yiling had never seen a man who could wear such an old-fashioned Tang robe with such an immortal temperament.

But, what a smart person Zhao Yiling is, he soon came to his senses from this beauty.

It was clearly the first time she met him, so why did she say that she was safe?

Although Zhao Yiling was confused, he did not show it. He smiled gently at Mo Qianjue without hesitation.

While extending his right hand towards her, Mo Qianjue introduced himself, "Hello Miss Zhao, Miss Zhao, I am Mo Qianjue."

Zhao Yiling was stunned for a moment before reaching out to hold his hand, "Hello, Mr. Mo, I am Zhao Yiling."

Mo Qianjue?

Seeing this man's extraordinary weapon, he reveals his noble style in every move. He should be the mysterious boss behind the Junao Group.

This is too young!

Moreover, it is rumored that this person is mysterious and low-key, and he has always been the kind of person who is not seen by the dragon. Today he actually received him personally. What does this mean?

Even if your plan is excellent, you won’t be welcomed by a group’s boss in person.

Moreover, it seems that he has known himself long ago in his words, but he doesn't seem to know him...

What's going on?

Mo Qianjue personally poured a glass of water for Zhao Yiling, pointed to the sand at the desk and said, "Miss Zhao sit."

Zhao Yiling reached out to take the cup handed over by Mo Qianjue and said calmly, "I'm working on Mr. Mo."

Mo Qianjue smiled indifferently and said meaningfully, "It is Mo's blessing to be able to serve Miss Zhao."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yiling raised his eyes in surprise.

It is too fantastic that the arrogant president would say such words to himself.

Is he actually not his own talent, but...

Zhao Yiling's heart was a little twitchy, but there was no trace of slight clutch on his face. He just replied in a slight way, "Mr. Mo was joking."

Mo Qianjue slowly leaned on the back of the chair and said slowly.

"Mo asked Miss Zhao to come here today to negotiate cooperation between our two companies. And... Does Miss Zhao really remember Mo?"

When he said the last sentence, Mo Qianjue stood up, slowly narrowed his eyes, and looked at Zhao Yiling with deep eyes, as if he wanted to see through her eyes and see through all her thoughts.

Puzzle everything about her.

Zhao Yiling knew the man’s mind best. At this moment, she didn’t dodge or dodge and let him stare at him openly, without even a trace of fluctuation on her face.

I just calmly analyzing my current situation in my heart.

She raised her eyes and looked at Mo Qianjue staring at her, and asked in confusion, "We've seen it before?"

"Miss Zhao is really a noble man who forgets things!" Mo Qianjue stood up directly from the boss's chair.

Sure enough, she was still as determined as she did on that day. She obviously saved him, but she turned around and left the second before she woke up.

There is no slight drag on the mud.

If he hadn't recovered quickly, how could he remember her life-savior?

There are really not many people like this in the secular world.

A layer of appreciation flashed in Mo Qianjue's eyes.

"No matter what, Mo wants to thank Miss Zhao for saving her life that day."

Hearing this, the mystery in Zhao Yiling's heart was completely untied.

It turned out that he had recognized the wrong person.

Since you have already recognized the wrong person, why not just make mistakes?

Zhao Yiling had a conspiracy in his heart, looked up at Mo Qianjue and said angrily, "It turns out that Mo always decided to cooperate with our Zhao family for this matter. It was just a mistake to save you. And if you had such a thing, I believe no one would stand by. If it was to repay the kindness, then I think there was no need for our two companies to cooperate."

After silence, he knocked the teacup in his hand heavily on the table.

Turn around and leave.

She is betting.

Take advantage of the prospects of the entire Zhao Group to bet.

The bet is right, the future is bright and the future is bright!

If you bet wrong, you will lose your cooperation with Junao.

Without Jun Ao, there is still a Mo family supporting her behind.

No matter what, she has the entire capital to bet.

It's her indeed!

Looking at her reaction, a light flashed in Mo Qianjue's eyes.

He raised his foot and chased Zhao Yiling, holding her wrist, "Miss Zhao stayed, Mo didn't mean that."

The bet is right!

At an angle that Mo Qianjue could not see, Zhao Yiling's mouth slowly curled up, and it was indeed God who wanted to help her.

"Mr. Mo!" Zhao Yiling turned his head and frowned slightly, "Please let me go!"

He said righteously, "What kind of person do you think of me, Zhao Yiling?"

"I'm so sorry!" Mo Qianjue didn't mean to let go of her wrist. "It's because Mo was too abrupt. I asked Miss Zhao to see him. However, Mo really admired Miss Zhao's talent. Miss Zhao's plan was perfect, which made Mo's eyes lit up. Miss Zhao was not annoyed, so she sat down and we had a good chat."

Zhao Yiling's tone eased a little, "Then please let go of your hand first?"

Although Zhao Yiling was very excited at this time, his tone was still a little alienated.

I have to say that she really has the talent for acting.

I also understand the psychology of men.

He has a good grasp of the situation and is very good at grasping it.

Mo Qianjue was stunned.

I didn't expect Zhao Yiling to say such words.

Her appearance has always been sought after by women, but unexpectedly, it won’t work when she comes to her.

But then I thought, she should have been like this, but if not, how could she have looked at herself with a different eye?

The jade pendant I had that day was not given away for free.

Mo Qianjue's mouth curled up a curve, "Sorry, Miss Zhao, let's go there to sit."

Yu Luo let go of Zhao Yiling's hand and made a gesture of inviting him.

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Thanks to the little peach fairy who loves to eat meat for the evaluation ticket, Momoda

Why do little fairies as cute as De Yin still have to go on blind dates?
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