Mo Liangyu looks at Ying Feifei in disbelief, Jun's face sinks, "are you serious?"

"Well, no kidding!" Ying Feifei calmly looks back at Mo Liangyu, probably also aware that her tone is too direct, so she euphemistically explains, "there are too many right and wrong in the company. If you need to find me, you can call or send wechat.

After all... As a young master of Mohist school, you will definitely make people think more if you show up in the office area all day long. "

Hearing these words, Mo Liangyu felt relieved. He said with a smile: "since they like to say it, let them say it.

As for what flies to the branches... They should be jealous of you! "

Ying Feifei took a sip of the coffee cup, looked at the computer screen again, and said absently, "I don't have the luck to fly to the branch. Haven't you heard a word, plain is a blessing!"

Mo Liangyu glanced at her and snorted with disdain, "where's the heresy!

If you don't want me to come to you, just say it straight. It's a blessing to talk about blandness!

I'll see who's gossiping in the office when I'm free tomorrow

Words fall, Mo big young master very not happy ground got up to walk.

In such a large office area, Ying Feifei was left alone and shook his head helplessly in the direction he left.

He is really a dandy, impulsive and reckless.

Ying Feifei sighed and collected all the data.

But the heat from the coffee cup always reminds her that Mo Liangyu has been here.

……

The next day, eight in the morning.

Yingfeifei delivered the printed report to the director's office on time.

She didn't sleep all night, and her intense work made her a little trance.

At half past eight, she asked for leave and planned to go home to sleep.

As soon as I got back to my work station and cleaned up, someone in the next work station whispered, "it's really different next to Mohism. I'm so busy at the end of the year, and I even ask for leave."

"Don't say that. It seems that she worked overtime all night last night. It's normal for her to go home to catch up."

"Bang, who hasn't worked overtime? Why is she so delicate?"

Ying Feifei doesn't like to have a grudge with others.

But the other side so straightforward irony, even if her temper is good, it is impossible to continue to endure.

As a result, Ying Feifei stood up from her seat with a leather bag and looked at the opposite colleague with a smile, "Huang Qi, if you are lucky to work overtime for one night next time, don't go home to make up for sleep like me the next day!"

The woman, who was called Huang Qi, gathered her long wavy hair and did not look at Ying Feifei. She continued to say, "if there is such a day, I will stick to my post and continue to work.

Of course, not everyone will miscalculate the data at this point, and I don't think I can make such a mistake. "

Ying Feifei smiles, turns back slightly before pacing, looks around the colleagues, and says meaningfully, "I miscalculated the data. It's obvious that only the supervisor knows. Now it seems that everyone knows."

Words fall, should Feifei look at a few people of the facial expression tiny change, light smile a turn round to walk.

She was upset by the data yesterday, so she didn't have time to think about these things.

But after calming down, it's easy to find something wrong!

Director Zhang is not a talkative woman. Besides, yesterday, he called her to the corridor outside for a talk.