Let people, that is to let Muqin?

After that, Tang Jian and Mu Mian enter the office together. Mu Mian turns her head and glances at her cousin in the crack of the door. Her face, the anger she has suffered in the past 21 years, is finally returned to her in that moment.

At last, she got back a city.

Mu Qin clenches her teeth secretly, but she can't show it.

Tang secretary did not know the reason, only way: "bubble a cup of black tea into it."

"Yes," murchener replied

Mu Mian enters his office, but he doesn't dare to approach his desk. Tang Jian looks back. The man is standing at the door, his heel is stuck.

"How to stand there?"

Mu Mian put his hands in his coat pocket and nuogued: "I see that there are files everywhere in your office. In case I accidentally see them, are you still liable for criminal responsibility?"

Tang Jian lowered his eyes and pointed to the brown leather sofa by the window: "you can sit there."

Mu Mian carefully sits on the sofa, while Tang Jian sits at his desk, concentrating on a stack of documents on the desk.

Mu Mian took off his hat and sat there with some formality. After all, this is the office of the vice president of the procuratorate.

His office decoration style is regular, which is the appearance of the leading office in the early 1990s. Tang Jian has good taste, but he will not use his taste in office decoration, which will appear high-profile. Therefore, this decoration style does not match his whole person's charm.

It is as if the young master GUI of the Republic of China mistakenly entered the office of township entrepreneurs in the early stage of reform and opening up.

Well, however, his man, such a precious young man, sat behind the reddish brown desk.

Everything becomes reasonable again.

She said cautiously, "you asked me to come here What can I do for you? "

Tang Jian holds the pen. His fingers are long and his joints are clear. The dark blue pen is in his hand. The whole person is precipitated like a picture scroll.

Mu Mian's vocabulary became poor.

Noble spirit. Every time I see him, I feel noble. No matter what he does or what he takes, he wants to be elevated instantly.

Tang Jian said faintly, "I'll talk about it later."

Mu Mian is a little puzzled. What does this person mean? He calls her to come over, but doesn't explain his intention. What's the point.

In three or five minutes, there was a knock on the door. At the first knock, Tang Jian did not respond.

Mu Mian whispered, "someone is knocking at the door."

Don Chian glanced at her: "I'm young."

I'm young. I'm not deaf. You don't have to remind me.

Mu Mian has a flat mouth. What kind of person? He is really choking.

The knock on the door continues to ring. Mu Qin's face is hard to see. Opposite Tang Jian's office is secretary Tang's office. The door is open, and there are Secretary Tang and the female secretary of two presidents. The three people stare at her.

She felt very embarrassed, but could only keep knocking on the door.

It was about seven or eight times when a deep voice came from inside: "come in."

Mu Qin is relieved and walks in with a small tray.

This time, she didn't dare to make a mistake again, and went to Mu Mian with black tea. Only she knew the hatred in her heart.

She studied hard and was admitted to a famous university. For more than 20 years of her life, she has been pressing Mu Mian.

Now, but to Mu Mian tea to send water, this evil gas, she will not swallow.

Tang Ji'an suddenly said, "Mian Mian..."

Mu Mian is surprised, Mian Mian? Tang Er Shao, which one are you playing?