Chapter 55:

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Lin Wensen felt the unabashed coldness on Mo Yifan's body and exchanged a look with Zhou Zichen.
Zhou Zichen and Yan Yue's employees at the same flower shop greeted: "Thank you for your hard work. I will give the card to Mr. Tang."
"But ..." The employee of the flower shop gave Mo Yifan a hesitant look, hesitating to leave, and looked embarrassed.
Mo Yifan snorted softly and threw the card into Zhou Zichen's arms. Zhou Zichen caught it immediately and shook at the employee of the flower shop: "Relax, President Tang will definitely receive it."
Due to the pressure from the scene, the employees of the florist had to retreat first.
Zhou Zichen's eyes fell on the opened card, and his teeth couldn't help getting sour. Lin Wensen saw Zhou Zichen's mouth twitching, and peeked at the card.
With just one glance, his face looked colorful.
The pale pink card is not big, and there is a faint fragrance of wax plum, and I do n’t know whether it was sprayed on the perfume deliberately, or if it was put in the wax plum.
On the card, a few lines of pen characters are vigorous and powerful, and the brushwork is quite muscular.
"Your eyes are like beautiful stars in the night sky.
Standing delicately in the world of mediocrity, like a plum blossom, always attracts my attention.
Farewell that night, involving the heartstrings.
Presented to Manshan Lamei today, I hope to add some joy to the beautiful lady.
Send my most sincere love.
Not well-known. "
A few lines of writing are ambiguous, and it is easy to misunderstand the unspeakable relationship between Tang Xinyu and this "well-known and unknown" gentleman.
Lin Wensen shivered and looked at the black-faced boss. Love rivals came into the company with great provocation, no wonder the low-pressure vortex that the boss had just left is back.
The more Mo Yifan looked at the pink card, the more obnoxious he felt that he should n’t have thrown it to Zhou Zichen. He should have torn it away cleanly, so he spread his hand to Zhou Zichen, and he could not refuse to order:
Take it!

Zhou Zichen, holding the card, hesitated for a few seconds and said, "President Mo, this is a personal item for President Tang. I'm not the master."
Lin Wensen's pupils shrunk, glanced at Zhou Zichen, who knew nothing about life and death, and secretly scolded her why she would not be so eloquent. Didn't you see Mo Zu's face darker?
"What's my personal thing?" The elevator door opened. Tang Xinyu came out carrying the laptop. He looked at the sea of ​​Lamei flowers in the office area with some surprise. His eyes fell on Mo Yifan's body for the first second and asked aloud, "This what's going on?"
Mo Yifan turned his head arrogantly and refused to answer.
Tang Xinyu then looked at Lin Wensen standing aside. Lin Wensen was so embarrassed that he didn't dare to say anything. He could only helplessly look at the ceiling.
Tang Xinyu finally fixed his sight on Zhou Zichen.
Zhou Zichen dared to pass the pink card in his hand: "Someone just ordered a flower and gave it to Mr. Tang. This is the card left by the person who ordered the flower."
Tang Xinyu's eyes moved. He took the pink card and quickly scanned the words on the card. His eyes were fixed on the last four words of "well-known and unknown", and he instantly understood who the person who ordered the flowers was. Can't help but laugh, it's no wonder that Mo Yifan's face smelled like this when he got out of the elevator.
Putting away the cards without looking, Tang Xinyu said plainly: "The characters are not bad."
Mo Yifan's eyes were half-squinted, and in the dark pupils, the cold light grew stronger.
"Xiaolin, you take your boss to sit down first, just ..." Tang Xinyu glanced at the office area filled with plum blossoms, and said at random, "First move a few bouquets, just sit somewhere. Take a seat. I'll deal with it a little bit in advance. "
Lin Wensen left and right, the whole office area is full of Lamei, nowhere to settle. Anyway, Mo always has a wheelchair, so stand alone. He didn't dare to sit under the current atmosphere.
Zhou Zichen followed Tang Xinyu into the office and closed the door.
Looking at the office, which is also filled with warm yellow plum blossoms, Tang Xinyu raised his eyebrows slightly, kicked the flower basket beside the kick, and then vacated a path to the desk to sit down and put the pink card aside. Xiang Zichen: "When I got out of the elevator, I heard what you said about my personal belongings, what happened?"
Zhou Zichen was stunned for a second or two, and then quickly replied: "Mr. Mo asked me to give him the card. I think that Mr. Tang should decide whether to give it or not."
Tang Xinyu looked into Zhou Zichen's eyes, as if she wanted to see her heart, Guer smiled lightly: "It seems that you remember what I said to you on the first day."
Zhou Zichen jumped at the tip of his heart and instantly recalled the first day of Tongfeng Technology. Tang Xinyu looked at her from the front of the computer with a quiet gaze.
Tang Xinyu said: "Xiao Zhou, I have only one request, your boss is only me, is that clear?"
At this time, Zhou Zichen also faced the eyes shrouded in Tang Xinyu, daring not to reveal excess emotions, nodded slightly, opened the notebook and began to report today's work schedule.
All of Tang Xinyu's thinking immediately drilled into his busy work. Since Tang Ruifeng asked the company's board of directors for sick leave and retired, all the affairs of Tongfeng Technology were put on Tang Xinyu's shoulders. Tang Xinyu gritted her teeth and carried it down. She knew she could not admit defeat at this time, otherwise Tang Ruifeng would return to the board of directors to find an excuse.
On the board of directors, shareholders can only care about protecting their own interests and agree with the agreement that Tang Ruifeng and Tang Xinyu withdrew from the board of directors at that time, but once the public opinion has passed, they can also ask Tang Ruifeng to return to the board of directors in a low-key manner to protect their own interests.
Tang Xinyu must use this short period of time to completely control the power of Tongfeng Technology. When Tang Ruifeng comes back, he will find that even if he is not in the company, the company can still operate as before, even better, making him unable to start.
After Zhou Zichen reported his work, he took Tang Xinyu's instructions and sent it to various departments.
Mo Yifan pushed the door in, and when he saw the plum blossoms in the room, his eyebrows were all twisted into a ball, and he stretched out his hand to draw out a plum, and his face was full of disgust: "Making domestic garbage and endangering the environment."
Tang Xinyu glanced at the office door that had not been closed. He was not so tight in the face of Mo Yifan, and he was calm in his face: "How can flowers be said to be household garbage? Their final destination is mud, not polluting the environment. . "
Mo Yifan breathed: "You like it very much?"
Tang Xinyu flipped through the files on his desk and answered casually while browsing: "It's okay, just some waste."
Wang Dong's hand, to be honest, is indeed very satisfying as a woman's vanity, but there is already a big villain next to Tang Xinyu. Tang Xinyu has no position to respond to this love, especially this love has no ulterior motives.
Tang Xinyu did not know what Wang Dong and Mo Yifan had a holiday, but what is certain is that Dong Wang today is a provocation against Mo Yifan, which also explains the reason why Mo Yifan became black early in the morning. . It's like a provocative response between two male lions.
Yes, Tang Xinyu didn't think about Mo Yifan's black face in other ways.
Mo Yifan shouted outside the office: "Assistant Zhou?"
Zhou Zichen walked in quickly: "Mr. Mo?"
Mo Yifan fingered Lamei around him and said in a deep voice: "Throw these out to me."
Zhou Zichen looked at Tang Xinyu subconsciously. Tang Xinyu raised his head from the file, and slowly said: "It's a pity to throw it away like this."
Mo Yifan's thin lips twitched twice, and there was heavy displeasure in his eyes, but there was still no sound.
Tang Xinyu continued to turn over the document in his hand, with a calm tone, and signed a word at the end of the document: "Dulele is not as good as Zhonglele. Call a few security guards and move all the flowers to the door of the company. , Until the end of the delivery. It is said that it is a new year gift from Wang Dong of Jinmao Group to everyone. "
Zhou Zichen took the task out and called.
Mo Yifan looked at Tang Xinyu, who was signed at the desk, without distracting himself, and coughed softly.
Tang Xinyu was still concentrating on the document, without lifting his eyelids.
Mo Yifan pursed his lower lip and said: "Give me a piece of paper, I will write something."
Tang Xinyu's eyes were still sticking to the document. He opened the drawer and pulled A4 paper to Mo Yifan. Mo Yifan glanced at Tang Xinyu, who was obsessed with work, and took out a pen from the inner pocket of his suit and began to write and write on A4 paper.
The ear only heard the sound of the pen tip sliding on the paper, and Tang Xinyu didn't go to see what Mo Yifan was doing, only when he was sorting out his thoughts on company affairs.
Before waiting for Tang Xinyu to read a page of paper, he heard Mo Yifan whisper, as if he was not very satisfied with what he had written.
Mo Yifan asked: "Where is your shredder?"
Tang Xinyu didn't raise his head, and raised his hand to point the direction of the shredder.
Mo Yifan inadvertently picked up A4 paper from the desk of the desk, stuffed it into the shredder, and simply pressed the power switch.
"Buzzing-Zizizi-Ka-Di-"
It took only a few seconds for the shredder to stop, and then a warning beep was heard.
A piece of A4 paper, what's so good about the shredder?
Tang Xinyu looked up suspiciously, only to see Mo Yifan spread his hands innocently towards himself, sorry for the tone, but no guilt in his face.
Mo Yifan: "Sorry, I accidentally shattered your cards together."
Tang Xinyu's eyes fell on the pink card stuck at the entrance of the shredder, and he couldn't help crying: "Aren't you deliberate?"
Mo Yifan firmly denied: "This needs to be intentional?"
Pull out your long fingers and pull out half of the pink card, then re-plug it into the entrance of the shredder.
With the sound of a "buzzing" shredder running, the cards were shredded into thin strips and fell into the transparent waste bin. Mo Yifan saw that the thin strips were so broken that they couldn't put it together, and then he felt refreshed. When he turned back, he saw Tang Xinyu examining his own eyes and shrugged: "It's all broken anyway, just shattered. Don't thank me!"
Tang Xinyu couldn't say anything else about this childish behavior, and could only take her gaze back lightly: "I thank you!"
Seeing Tang Xinyu regaining his working state, he felt that Mo Yifan's lip line had been tightened even more. When I came over early in the morning, in order to see Tang Xinyu earlier, let her return to the capital of the Royal Dragon with herself today, but what about her?
People haven't seen it yet. They are greeted by a provocation from a cunning rival, and then they are too busy to work and have no time to ignore their righteousness.
Mo Yifan: "You yesterday ..."
"Mr. Tang, the people from the security department are here." Mo Yifan spoke, and Zhou Zichen stood at the door of the office and reported.
"Well, help me move out the office flowers first. Here are a few documents sent first. In addition, ask the project department to give me a briefing on the progress of the smart home project before leaving work today. Budget, step up. "
After Tang Xinyu explained, he turned his head to Mo Yifan: "What did you just say?"
Looking at the security guards coming in successively, what Mo Yifan wanted to say just now is not good enough.
Seeing that the security guard transported bunches of plums out, they closed the office door thoughtfully for the two. Tang Xinyu answered the phone. Mo Yifan had no choice but to touch the wheelchair boring around in the office.
After patiently waiting for Tang Xinyu to hang up the phone, Mo Yifan was about to speak, and Tang Xinyu turned on the computer and returned the mail.
Mo Yifan touched the bookcase and shook the decorations on the table. Every time he made an action, he peeped at whether Tang Xinyu paid attention to himself.
Unfortunately, Tang Xinyu focused on the keyboard and nothing happened.
Mo Yifan bit his back alveolar and slammed into the bookcase with his knee.
"Boom--"
Tang Xinyu was startled and stood up: "What's wrong?"
Mo Yifan pulled the corner of his mouth: "I don't know, it may be broken."
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At that time, who said they were cold and three friends?
I didn't even notice it when I wrote it. I laughed when I saw the comment hhhhh ~
You are too rapeseed ~~
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