Ouyang Qingling sat in Ye Mosheng's office, waiting for him to finish his work, and after get off work, the two went home together.
Because Ouyang Qingling was waiting for himself, Ye Mosheng not only worked fast, but also looked up at Ouyang Qingling from time to time.
Every time he looked up at Ouyang Qingling, he could see her soft smile.
He would grin like a silly boy.
Ouyang Qingling couldn't help it in the end, and smiled and said: "When you were working, you were serious, and the chief executive fan was still quite sufficient. As a result, as soon as you raised your head, you became a fool in seconds!"
Ye Mosheng laughed when she heard what she said, "That's because you are so good-looking, I was so confused, I don't know anything!"
Ouyang Qingling smiled and looked at Ye Mosheng, and said in an agitated voice: "I know that sweet talk, I don't want this one!"
Ye Mosheng smiled and said, "Well, whichever set you like, I'll have it!"
Ouyang Qingling instantly covered her mouth and chuckled, Ye Mosheng was funny when she was cute!
No wonder people used to say that a man is like a small child in front of a woman he likes!
Ye Mosheng is a child right now in front of her!
Although cute and silly, she really likes it!
Ouyang Qingling looked at Ye Mosheng with a smile, and Ye Mosheng also speeded up the processing of documents.
In the end, he finally finished handling today's work, and quickly stood up, almost rushing over to hug Ouyang Qingling: "My wife, I have finished my work, let's go home!"
Ouyang Qingling smiled and nodded, reaching out to pat his shoulder: "Go home and go home, you let me go first!"
Ye Mosheng nodded with a smirk.
Ouyang Qingling and Ye Mosheng went downstairs together and drove away from the company.
On the way back, Ye Mosheng was afraid that Ouyang Qingling would be bored. He always looked for topics from time to time and said that it was not as cold as before and seemed to disregard Ouyang Qingling's mood.
The corner of Ouyang Qingling's mouth was always smiling.
She hopes that these years can go on forever! Never stop.
When they returned home, Ye Pinghai and Xia Ying seemed to see that the relationship between Ye Mosheng and Ouyang Qingling had changed.
The two of them laughed from ear to ear, as if it was the two of them who were in love.
Ye Mosheng looked at Xia Ying funny: "Mom, why are you so happy today!"
Xia Ying smiled and glanced at her son: "Qing Ling came back to see me, can I be unhappy?"
Ouyang Qingling looked at Ye Mosheng and couldn't help but come down.
Ye Mosheng looked speechless: "Mom, I am your son!"
Xia Ying glared at him: "Qingling is still your wife. If you see that I have a good relationship with Qingling, you should have fun. In ordinary families, can we be so harmonious?"
Ye Mosheng glanced at Ouyang Qingling, helplessly spread his hands, and made a look like he was unlovable: "I am definitely not my biological one!"
Ouyang Qingling laughed directly.
Xia Ying looked at Ouyang Qingling and said helplessly: "My silly son, now I can't tell who is his mother!"
Ouyang Qingling felt that Xia Ying and Ye Mosheng felt very happy when their mother and son were fighting each other.
She smiled and said: "He needs to grow up for two years, you have to understand!"
Xia Ying looked helpless: "Of course I have to understand, my son, who else can I expect to understand if he doesn't understand!"
Listening to Xia Ying's words, Ouyang Qingling couldn't be happier!
When the meal was over, Ye Mosheng took the initiative to sit next to Ouyang Qingling, picking up and adding food.
Although in front of his parents, his love is still full.
However, Xia Ying didn't mind at all, she wanted Ouyang Qingling and Ye Mosheng to be like this.
In the past, Ye Mosheng and Ouyang Qingling went home. She always felt that they were acting unnatural at all, and she could not feel the slightest intimacy between them.
It's all right now, they both seemed to be full of sweet breath when they talked, and Xia Ying was really relieved.
In the evening, Ye Mosheng and Ouyang Qingling both ate a lot.
When going back, Xia Ying repeatedly warned them to be careful before letting them get in the car.
Back home, Ouyang Qingling casually threw the bag on the sofa.
She didn't know what was wrong, she just remembered seeing his assistant sorting out his resume when she went to Ye Mosheng's office today.
She raised her eyebrows and asked jokingly, "Ye Mosheng, what kind of one is your chief secretary looking for? Coquettish or sexy?"
Seeing Ouyang Qingling asking herself with a smile on her face, Ye Mosheng didn't take it seriously either.
He walked over and reached out and hugged Ouyang Qingling: "I want to find someone like you, how about? Come and be my secretary, I will never treat you badly!"
Ouyang Qingling stretched his hand away from his face, with a look of disgust: "I don't want to be your secretary. I'm a good vice president. I will run errands for you. I want to be beautiful!"
Ye Mosheng suddenly laughed: "Not only do I think about beauty, I also want to do something about it!"
Ye Mosheng said, looking at Ouyang Qingling with expression.
Ouyang Qingling's heartbeat missed a beat.
In fact, they were originally a husband and wife. It was a normal thing, but Ouyang Qingling suddenly thought that her interest in the night in Lhasa disappeared in an instant.
She stretched out her hand to push Ye Mosheng away, and said with an unnatural expression: "Well, I'm going to take a bath, you go to bed early, and you have to go to work tomorrow!"
After Ouyang Qingling finished speaking, she hurried into her room, leaving Ye Mosheng with a bewildered look, standing there, still a little unaware.
After Ouyang Qingling left for a long time, he had to confirm that Ouyang Qingling had indeed pushed himself away!
He didn't understand. They were all determined to each other. Why did she still refuse to accept herself
Ye Mosheng couldn't help but start to reflect, is he not doing well enough
Still, Ouyang Qingling is a little bit resistant to herself, in other words, the time is not ripe!
In either case, Ye Mosheng considered it carefully and was able to accept it, but he was still a little disappointed in his heart.
Ye Mosheng sighed helplessly, stared at the door of Ouyang Qingling's room, then turned back to the room.
I have to go to work tomorrow, no matter how unhappy today, I have to go to bed early.
The next day, Ye Mosheng and Ouyang Qingling went to work together.
They get along very naturally, still talking and laughing, as if nothing has happened.
However, Ye Mosheng knew what was going on, it blocked him and Ouyang Qingling, and the feeling that he couldn't step over made him a little strenuous, and also a little bit weak.
At the company, Ouyang Qingling went to her office.
Ye Mosheng watched Ouyang Qingling enter her office, and then he left and went to his office.
The office of the president and the office of the vice-general are separated by two floors, saying that it is for better supervision.
When Ye Mosheng arrived at the president’s office, the assistant walked in with a stack of resumes: "President, this is yesterday. After I have screened them, I think they can compete for the position of chief secretary. You are picking them for an interview this morning, and I will bring them this afternoon. He gets acquainted with the company's environment, and he can officially go to work tomorrow!"
Hearing the assistant's words, Ye Mosheng nodded and said casually: "Place things on the table. I'll look at it later, and I'll tell you when I finish reading it!"
The assistant nodded, put the things on Ye Mosheng's table, turned and left.
After Ye Mosheng processed a few documents, he remembered to read his resume.
He would just look around, find a few capable ones, and come over for an interview.
As a result, he saw a familiar person, Song Huiyue, in his resume.
With the same name and the same appearance, Ye Mosheng would not believe it if it was pretended to be someone else.
When Ye Mosheng saw her resume, she actually vaguely remembered that when Song Huiyue was in Lhasa, she seemed to have said that she wanted to apply for a job. She said that she used to study financial management.
Ye Mosheng looked down at her resume, and had to say that Song Huiyue's resume was pretty beautiful. When she was abroad, she should not have been idle, she had been constantly supplementing her knowledge and improving her abilities.
She voted for this resume, and almost any big company would admit her.
Ye Mosheng's expression was a bit suspicious, she did it deliberately, or she really didn't know that this was his company with Ouyang Qingling's family!
Ye Mosheng thought for a while, and finally decided to apply for a job and test her intentions.
Thinking of this, he took out several other resumes that he was satisfied with, and called the assistant to call in: "These people, you can call to inform them. When they were young, they came to the company for an interview. They are out of date!"
The assistant nodded, took the resume from Ye Mosheng, and walked directly outside.
Ye Mosheng was really surprised when he saw Song Huiyue's resume.
However, after handing it over to the assistant and asking him to call and notify the applicant, he seemed to put the matter behind his head.
He basically finished the morning work in one hour.
It just so happened that as soon as he finished the work, the assistant called: "President, apply for the job in ten minutes, do you think it's okay? If possible, I will arrange it!"
Ye Mosheng nodded: "Yes, I'll come over right away!"
Ye Mosheng hung up the phone and got up and walked outside.
In fact, the company's talent recruitment system is still very strict. Logically speaking, if Song Huiyue can apply step by step, her ability should be very top-notch.
Ye Mosheng didn't like Song Huiyue, and he didn't even have feelings for her.
However, he just wondered why she came from a company!
The most important thing is that he wants to know whether the events of Lhasa that night have anything to do with her.
The people who went with them were the four of them. That person could not be Ouyang Qingling, it could only be Song Huiyue or Nangong Jin.
Ye Mosheng didn't know what the truth was, but he subconsciously felt that it had something to do with Song Huiyue.
Now that she has delivered it to her door, she has no reason to not figure it out!
Ye Mosheng sat in the conference room, looking at Song Huiyue's resume, his expression was a bit elusive.
When the time came, the assistant arranged for someone to come in for an interview.