"Are you blind? He is Marley!"
Under Ma Xiao's anger, the dangling slap passed Qingyan's face.
In the end, it fell on Qingyan's shoulders.
Qingyan stood trembling in front of Ma Xiao, feeling undecided.
"Horse boss, how could he... change his face?"
"No." Ma Xiao wrote between his eyebrows, helpless, "He didn't change his face, this is what he originally looked like."
Qing Yan was particularly upset about her actions just now, her eyes were dull, and her head was full of recollection of the moment she met Marei.
That exceptionally handsome face seemed to touch her even more.
Qingyan settled down and returned to the topic: "Ma Dong, did you come to me for something?"
"Nothing. I just want to tell you that you did a beautiful job about the private meeting of Young Master Lei Ting, the daughter of Net Dreams." The genius remembers the Chinese in one second 8/1/z/o/m/
Ma Xiao, hands dishonestly, slid down Qingyan's shoulders.
"Thank you Ma Dong for the compliment."
Qingyan moved away subconsciously, but did not dare to move too much.
"Next, what are your plans?"
"It depends on Ma Dong, what do you want?"
"Knowing yourself and the enemy is the only way to survive a hundred battles. I heard that the person in charge of the outsourcing public relations of Net Dream is the young master of the Tang family, why don't you go to him next."
Ma Xiao Chi Guoguo's reminder made Qingyan tremble suddenly.
"Ma Dong, I am not acquainted with Young Master Tang..."
Ma Xiao took out a stack of photos from the desk drawer and handed it to Qingyan.
"Look at what this is?"
Qing Yan lowered her head, but from the corner of her eye, she could clearly see the location of the photos, which were all the scenes of the suburban restaurant that Tang bought.
"This is just a photo when I helped the horse boss to inquire about the intelligence of the Jiatang family and went out as a restaurant waiter."
Qing Yan knew that she was talking nonsense, but in front of Ma Xiao, she could only talk nonsense.
Ma Xiao picked out a few photos and stuffed them into Qingyan's hands one by one:
"Look at this, Young Master Tang's hand took your hand."
"Look at this again, Young Master Tang has lifted your veil."
"And this one, Young Master Tang has been looking at you from behind."
Qingyan had to take the photo, but never dared to look at it.
"Ma Dong, it was only because my identity was suspected by the young master of the Tang family at that time, that's why I acted like that..."
"No, you are humble."
Ma Xiao put his fingers on Qingyan's neck, and then lifted her chin slightly.
His gully old face exudes a warm breath, almost sticking to Qingyan's delicate face,:
"Look at your face, high bun, long eyebrows, eager eyes, beautiful nose, which man can resist your temptation?"
"Yes." Qingyan thought of Marei, and honestly had what she thought.
Ma Xiao glanced at Qingyan's bright white forehead with doubts, and said with confidence, "Even if there were, that person would not be the Tang family young master."
"Ma Dong, are you asking me to be an undercover agent with Young Master Tang?"
Qingyan pointed out the words.
"Yes. Isn't this what you are best at? You have done so many things for Leizi, used so many identities, except that you have never been a lover. Don’t you want to experience a new identity? Haha..."
Ma Xiao began to laugh wildly.
The smell in his mouth, as well as the breath in his nose, came out.
The smell of smoke, alcohol, and the rancid smell peculiar to middle-aged and old greasy men attacked the nasal cavity of green smoke.
Qingyan was choked, covering her nose and mouth, and she still couldn't cough up.
"Ma Dong, really... it must be so... okay?"
"Why? You don't want to? Then I can find someone else to do it."
Ma Xiao moved his fingers away from Qingyan's chin and returned to the seat.
He tilted Erlang's legs and looked at Qingyan with contempt. "It's not that simple to become the secretary to the chairman of my Ma Xiao. You know, this position is a dream for so many people."
Qingyan no longer hesitated, and nodded gently.
"Are you agreeing?"
"Ok… "
"Very good. From now on, you can leave the company temporarily. I don't care what identity you use or what means you use, please get me the Young Master Tang. If you have any questions, please report to me at any time."
"Yes, Dong Ma." Qing Yan's face was full of grievances, but her lips were obedient, "It's just..."
"Just what?" Ma Xiao understood Qingyan's worries in an instant, and gave her a dose of reassurance, "During your absence, the chairman's secretary position is temporarily vacant and reserved for you."
"That's good." Qing Yan's frowned brows stretched slightly. The fastest full text of 噺⒏⑴祌 んττρs:/м.χ八㈠zщ.còм/
Ma Xiao handed over a piece of paper and said, "This is Tang Jian's business card. The Tang public relations team he is in charge of is currently recruiting people. It depends on your ability.
"Yes."
Qingyan lowered her head, took it with trembling hands, and squeezed it tightly in her hand.
"If you don't have anything, go ahead and keep in touch at any time."
"Yes."
…
Qingyan walked out of Ma Xiao's office and returned to her workstation.
She felt a moist pockmark in her eyes, making her eyelids heavy and wanting to lie down.
She just wants a stable and good job that can give full play to her talents.
However, from working for Marley to now Ma Xiao, the father and son treated her only as an undercover agent.
Qingyan's heart was bleak.
She lay on her stomach, even though tears were quietly flowing under her arms, but there was no cry.
After a while, Qingyan wiped away her tears and cleaned up her work place.
Then, he went to the bathroom to patch up his makeup, and walked to the antelope room.
Qingyan's workstation was very close to the elevator on the floor. When she entered the elevator, she reluctantly looked at her workstation.
Seeing the striking words "Chairman Secretary" above, Qing Yan's face showed another smile.
When the elevator drove to the floor of the Thunder Internet Business Department, Qingyan suddenly wanted to stop and went to apologize to Marley for the reckless behavior of the collision.
Thinking that she might be about to become Tang Jian's lover, she walked back into the antelope with shame.
To her, Marai is a shining star in the night sky, radiant and warm, but far apart.
After all, stars are inherently inextractable.
Qingyan walked out of the revolving door of the Thunder Building and looked up at the tallest and majestic office building downstairs.
The clear and translucent glass embeds the blue empty shadow in its Zheng
The towering floors allow everyone on the upper floors to overlook, and there is a proud blessing of seeing the mountains.
For the first time, Qingyan felt that this building might just be a place where she passed on the way.
But soon I comforted myself, this building, sooner or later, will be a stage for her to shine!