This is the result.
Has always been shallow edge, but since the Wife.
"A Sheng, what's the difference between working in a foreign country and working in China?" It was almost time to get off work, and the magazine staff didn't want to work, so they suddenly asked when they were chatting.
"Uh." Mo Sheng looked around and saw that the boss was not there, "The salary is much higher."
rare! Colleagues who couldn't eat grapes immediately gasped in disdain.
"Have you been discriminated against over there?"
"How much."
"Actually, it's nothing to worry about. Hong Kong people don't look down on mainlanders!" Da Bao felt deeply after returning from Hong Kong.
"When I actually meet, I won't think so much. My boss once said in front of all my colleagues that there are no real artists in China. I was very angry when I heard it, and I never really felt that I was Chinese. , pointed at the old man's nose and said, "What kind of Chinese art do you know, when we Chinese people play art, you Americans don't know where to hang out."
"Really fierce! Have integrity!" Colleagues clapped their hands and praised her, and then asked her together, "What excuse did you get fired after that?"
"..." Mo Sheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Although Lao Mei is arrogant, her measure is proportional to her figure. Then one day the boss came to me with the Four Treasures of the Study that I didn't know where I got it, and asked me to write some Chinese characters, saying that he To hang in the living room."
"Wow, is it true?"
"A Sheng, can you read your words?"
"Ha, I showed Zheng Banqiao's unique skills. First, I poured all the ink on the rice paper, and then pretended to play with it for a long time, which fooled those Americans into amazement. But to be honest, if those words were not I wrote it myself and I have absolutely no idea what it was."
"What did you write?"
"Er is a barbarian!"
Puchi! A colleague was spraying tea.
In the sound of haha, someone called from a distance: "A Sheng, someone is looking for you."
Mo Sheng turned her head, and the little red bastard, known as the flower fairy—the nympho fairy, came running, "In the reception room, there is such a handsome, indifferent and tasteful man. And it looks like that kind of career has a good reputation. Cheng's urban elite young talents, A Sheng, you just got back to China and got into this kind of good stuff, the real person doesn't show your face."
Hua Xianzi's words can be believed to be able to fly in the sky. Generally speaking, her words should be divided by two, and sometimes they can be multiplied by negative numbers.
But Mo Sheng was very curious, she just returned to China and didn't know anyone, who would come to her
Never thought it was him!
The handsome man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with his back to her in the reception room turned out to be He Yichen. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned his head, his cold eyes shot at her, and his indifferent expression did not fluctuate at all.
Hua Xianzi finally did not exaggerate, he was indeed handsome and imposing, and the tailored suit set off his tall and tall figure. He was as confident and calm as before, but with a little more aggressiveness.
She was completely speechless.
And he looked calm and calm and nodded in greeting. "Miss Zhao."
Miss Zhao
Mo Sheng really wanted to laugh, but the difficulty was too high. "He... sir."
Comparing the chairs from a distance, Mo Sheng said, "Please take a seat."
She took out the tea and lowered her head to hide her expression. She couldn't be as indifferent as he was, she could only hide her excitement, "What do you want to drink?"
"Thank you, no need." His eyes were cold, "I'll leave after a few words."
"Oh, you came to me... how did you know I was here?"
He paused for five seconds before speaking: "Xiao Xiao. I am her lawyer."
"Is there a problem?"
His tone was cold: "Miss Zhao said when she came to my office three days ago that she would come again, but I haven't seen you for a long time, so I had to come and visit in person."
Mo Sheng was stunned, raised her head to meet his burning eyes. "How do you know..." She didn't leave her name, how did he know it was her who returned the wallet
"Miss Zhao, I happen to have the reasoning ability of a normal person." He said sarcastically.
Maybe all lawyers have this "normal person's reasoning ability", Mo Sheng stared at the wall: "I'm going to return the wallet, since you already have it, you don't need to run again."
He Yichen's eyes flashed. "You don't have anything else to do except return your wallet?"
Is there anything else she can do? Mo Sheng was stunned: "No more."
"Very good." There seemed to be a trace of disappointment in his eyes, and he moved in front of her, "But I have something to do."
He took out the black wallet and put it in front of her: "There is a photo in it, does Miss Zhao know where it is?"
Of course, Mo Sheng lowered her head: "Is there? I didn't pay attention."
"Oh? There's nothing but money in the wallet. How does Miss Zhao know that the wallet is mine?"
Mo Sheng was speechless. I almost forgot that he is a lawyer, and is good at finding all the loopholes in the other party's words. If you want to deceive him, you must first weigh yourself.
He bowed: "Miss Zhao, can you return the photo to me?"
Mo Sheng suddenly felt inexplicable. What does he mean? While posing as "you are a stranger", he begged for her photo.
"The person in the photo is me, why should I give it to you?"
"Miss Zhao, I advise you not to discuss the ownership of items with a lawyer." Yi Chen said coldly.