The little milk dragon is pampered and teased by the crazy boss

Chapter 197

"I already have the right person for the spokesperson, so there is no need to find celebrities to work with." Mo returned with a faint voice, signed the document in his hand, and looked at the next project, without any intention of cooperation at all.

"Chen Zhimao said, you better meet him, after all, it is good for both sides, even if the cooperation fails, you should make friends."

"He also said that he knows Madame, if President Mo you don't agree, it's okay, he invited you just out of courtesy, if you don't go, there is no way..."

Before the assistant's words were finished, he was interrupted by Mo Guishi.

"Book a restaurant, free today."

Mo changed his words too quickly when he returned, and the assistant was stunned for a while and did not react.

"Okay Mr. Mo."

"But Chen Zhimao is arriving by plane tomorrow, and I'm afraid there is no time today."

"I'll go get a message back and arrange a time tomorrow."

The assistant breathed a sigh of relief, and he felt a little weak when he thought of Chen Zhilao's careless tone on the other end of the phone.

He said that there was no need to find a spokesperson, and Chen Zhimao didn't seem to care about the success of this cooperation, but just said leisurely: "It's best to let him come to see me, otherwise I will take the little guy away, and let him cry and have no place to cry."

The assistant did not dare to convey the original words, so he could only tactfully modify it, which was more convenient for his own Mo to accept.

This tone is more like someone from the mother's side, maybe some relative of the lady.

"Chen Zhilao's information was sent to my mailbox."

"Give it to me before work in the afternoon." Mo pinched the bridge of his nose when he returned, the clansmen of the little mermaid were also mermaids, and they clearly wanted to see him, but he just didn't expect this day to come so quickly.

"Okay Mr. Mo."

The assistant finished reporting what he was going to report, pushed the door and left.

He was really still used to President Mo's cold appearance, and the gentle look before made his hair stand on end.

Although it was facing Madame, it also gave him a toothache.

Mr. Mo's silver eyes, looking at people when he is not speaking, always with an inexplicable sense of oppression, makes people subconsciously straighten their backs.

With such a face, it would be a pity not to enter the entertainment industry.

The assistants could imagine the appearance of the crazy women who pursued Mo Zong as a god.

Those silver eyes looked at the world high, never putting anyone in their eyes.

It is estimated that it will break the hearts of all fans.

The phone vibrates.

Mo Gui's gaze fell on the name jumping above, and his eyes were unconsciously gentler.

Little fool, the phone was given to him for so long, and now he has learned to call him.

The corners of his lips unconsciously curled slightly.

Connect the phone.

A soft voice came from the other end of the phone: "Brother Shi, I miss you so much~

" "Hmm." Mo returned to a syllable coldly.

"The cat's paws stink, and I don't want to hold it."

It seems that someone to chat with has been found, and the little one holds the phone and remembers what to say.

The short-footed cat has short legs, and it is easy to stain its paws when pulling the dumpling, and it is obvious that it is disliked by the little one and is unwilling to get close to it.

This will meow around the little one.

"Let the babysitter take it down and wash it." Mo Guishi's voice was gentle, and he liked to listen to the little one, soft, like a feather brushing the tip of his heart.

"If it doesn't go, it has to be washed by me."

The little guy's voice was even more aggrieved, he didn't want to wash the paws and paws of the smelly cat, he bathed all the gods to wash him.

There was a low laugh on the other end of the phone, and the phone was a little closer, as if a man was laughing against his ear, crispy and numb, with a little itch.

The teenager uncomfortably took the phone a little farther away.

Lord Kamime laughed so much faster that his heart beat much faster.