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Mo Wenting was a woman with a lot of self-restraint. Even if she did resent Zhang Zeming a little in her heart, when she saw that the man was already standing in front of her, she still revealed a faint smile.

"Zemin, why are you looking for me?" Mo Wenting asked Zhang Zeming softly.

"I can take my annual leave next week. I'd like to take you on a trip along the way." Zhang Zeming went straight to the point and answered directly.

On the way over to find Mo Wenting, Zhang Zeming had also thought of saying something that needed to be concealed a little, maybe the chances of success would be higher, but he felt that with his current friendly relationship with Mo Wenting, there was no need to beat around the bush, and it would be better to speak of his plans right away.

Otherwise, Mo Wenting would still use her brain to guess Zhang Zeming's intentions. She would definitely feel a little impatient, and would simply refuse to listen to him anymore.

Hearing Zhang Zeming's words, Mo Wenting couldn't help but find it funny, and reminded the man: "Zemin, you're on vacation, not me. When would I have time to travel with you?"

"You can take a leave of absence. I will arrange your work for someone else." Zhang Zeming immediately gave Mo Wenting an idea.

From the looks of it, Zhang Zeming did not even need to think much to think of a solution, he seemed to have already expected that Mo Wenting would use this reason to reject him, which was why he could reply Mo Wenting so quickly.

"Isn't that good? Zemin, you are obviously plotting to use your power to win over others. If other colleagues were to find out, they would definitely have an opinion. " Mo Wenting was a little worried, and in her heart, she did not want to agree to Zhang Zeming's request.

"This is a very normal thing. In the future, if they want to take leave from work, I will approve. What other opinions would they have?" Zhang Zeming started laughing, thinking that Mo Wenting had too many reservations, he advised her: "As long as we don't say anything, our colleagues wouldn't know that I let you take a leave of absence to travel."

"Even if my colleagues don't know, if I agree, that's the truth. I'll feel bad about it myself. " After Mo Wenting gave her explanation to Zhang Zeming, he firmly rejected the man's request. "I'm really sorry, I can't promise you that. You'll have to go on vacation alone. "

After Mo Wenting finished speaking, she revealed an apologetic smile towards Zhang Ze as usual.

She knew that Zhang Zeming might not necessarily be able to understand her, but by doing this, she felt that it would at least make Zhang Zeming feel better.

Hearing that Mo Wenting had rejected him, Zhang Zeming's expression became extremely ugly and sad, as though the world was coming to an end and he no longer felt that there was any hope for him to live anymore.

This was all because Zhang Zeming carried too much hope before coming here to talk about this matter with Mo Wenting.

Zhang Zeming thought that since Mo Wenting liked to travel, when he heard that there was an opportunity to do so, he would be overjoyed, and would agree to his suggestion.

Now that Mo Wenting had rejected him, it was the complete opposite of what he had expected. She could not help but feel disappointed.

Seeing how determined Mo Wenting was in rejecting her, Zhang Zeming knew that no matter how much he tried to persuade her, it would still have some effect.

He could only say to Mo Wenting in a low voice, "Ah Wen, you don't need to make your decision so quickly. It won't be too late for you to answer me after you've thought about it. I don't think we should give up such a good opportunity. "

After he finished speaking, Zhang Zeming immediately turned and left.

He was afraid that if he did not leave soon, he would not be able to suppress the grief in his heart and would directly cry in front of Mo Wenting.

Mo Wenting saw that Zhang Zeming's last words clearly still held great hope for him, and wanted to make it clear that this was his own final decision and he would not change it, so that the man would completely lose this heart.

But before Mo Wenting could finish her words, Zhang Zeming had already left in a hurry.

Thinking about Zhang Zeming's painful look before she left, Mo Wenting immediately felt that something was wrong. She couldn't help but worry for him.

Logically speaking, it was not the first time Mo Wenting rejected her request, so he should not have felt such pain.

But the reality before him was obviously not what Mo Wenting had imagined. Because she had clearly seen Zhang Zeming's suffering on his face earlier.

How much grief did Zhang Zeming feel in his heart, Mo Wenting could practically imagine it with his toes.

Now, it was impossible for Mo Wenting to not care about Zhang Zeming. She was even afraid that the fragile male boss would be unable to see the light of day because of this.

When Mo Wenting thought about it, she could no longer sit still. She also could not calm down and decided to take a look at Zhang Zeming and see if he would do something stupid like she was worried about.

Thus, Mo Wenting immediately left his office and headed towards Zhang Zeming's office.

Afterwards, Mo Wenting felt that it was too slow and was afraid that she would be late. She would see a scene that would make him sad, so she just ran.

She was still wearing heels that had a few inches of heel. Even if she walked for too long, her feet would still feel uncomfortable. Now that she ran, it was even more painful.

But she could no longer care about that. No matter how painful, she had to force herself to endure, so as to be able to run to Zhang Zeming's office as soon as possible to check out the situation.

After running to the door of Zhang Zeming's office, Mo Wenting didn't even have time to knock before she prepared to push it open and enter. However, even if she pushed it, she couldn't push it open at all, and tried to turn the handle of the door, unable to open it.

Mo Wenting knew that Zhang Zeming had definitely locked the door from the inside, and was even more afraid that the things he was worried about would turn into a cruel reality.

This was because this situation was somewhat abnormal. Zhang Zeming normally only closed the door to his office, he would not lock it from the inside, and it would be convenient to look for his colleagues to open the door and enter.

Right now, Zhang Zeming locking the door of his office was obviously doing something that he did not want his colleagues to know about.

Judging from Mo Wenting's observation of Zhang Zeming just now, and the expression on his face, it was even more obvious that he was looking for trouble.

He was anxious now, so he clenched his fists and went straight to the office door and knocked loudly so that he could attract Zhang Zeming's attention.

"Zemin, open the door, I am Wen Ting! Don't scare me, don't do something stupid. " Mo Wenting shouted loudly as she pounded on the office door.

At this time, Mo Wenting had already secretly changed her decision just now. As long as Zhang Zeming was not looking for death or looking for life, she would be willing to agree to let the man travel together.