"Mr. Mo, please have a seat. I'm really sorry. I had something urgent this morning." Mr. Zhang greeted politely.
When they were halfway through the meal, Mr. Zhang and Mo Beichen went to the private room next door to discuss business, leaving Xia Weilan and the little girl alone.
The little girl glanced at Xia Weilan, folded her arms and said,
"Secretary Xia, peel this shrimp for me."
Xia Weilan's eyes flickered. She had noticed this little girl's arrogance just now, but since Mo Beichen attached great importance to this business deal and Mr. Zhang seemed to dote on this little girl so much.
Taking a deep breath, Xia Weilan thought it wasn't worth arguing with an ignorant little girl, so she silently started peeling the shrimp.
"Fill my drink up!" Seeing that Xia Weilan was so obedient, the little girl equated her with those little secretaries in Mr. Zhang's company and gave the order rudely.
Mo Beichen, who was already standing at the door, watched Xia Weilan's silent back. His eyes flickered, and he was a bit annoyed at her obedience!
But after thinking for a while, Mo Beichen still went back to the next - door private room.
A few minutes later, Mr. Zhang and Mo Beichen returned to the private room. When the young model saw them coming in, she behaved a bit more properly and didn't ask Xia Weilan to do this and that anymore.
Mo Beichen sat beside Xia Weilan with a rather cold expression.
"Mr. Mo, since we've almost reached an agreement, I'll come to your company tomorrow for the final signing." Mr. Zhang smiled.
Mo Beichen just gave a faint grunt. Suddenly, he looked at the little girl opposite, staring directly at her. A strange cold current seemed to sweep across the dinner table.
Mr. Zhang's eyes flickered. He thought Mo Beichen had taken a fancy to his mistress and felt a bit unhappy at the moment. But unexpectedly, he heard Mo Beichen say indifferently:
"I hate those who get plastic surgery on their faces for no reason. They're an eyesore!"
"Mr. Zhang, when did your taste become so bad!" Mo Beichen looked at Mr. Zhang rather critically.
Hearing this, Mr. Zhang's heart skipped a beat. When he looked at the young model again, a flash of disgust crossed his eyes. The more he looked at this girl, the more he thought her face shape was wrong. She really made him lose face.
"I..." The young model stared with wide eyes. She looked at Mr. Zhang in a panic and then glanced at Mo Beichen fearfully.
"Alright, you've eaten enough. Go back first!" Mr. Zhang's face darkened.
Even Xia Weilan looked at Mo Beichen in surprise. She didn't understand why Mo Beichen even bothered about such a trivial matter. Then she saw Mo Beichen suddenly stand up:
"Let's go first."
After saying that, he took Xia Weilan and walked out of the private room directly.
Inside, Mr. Zhang's face suddenly turned black. He didn't look at the young model with any kindness at all:
"Look at you. I told you not to get plastic surgery, but you ended up looking neither human nor ghost. Others can recognize it at a glance. How can I dare to take you out in the future! You're really embarrassing."
After that, Xia Weilan couldn't hear what was said inside anymore. She just followed Mo Beichen into the car directly.
"Husband..." Xia Weilan couldn't figure out what was wrong with Mo Beichen today. She looked at him driving the car in confusion.
But Mo Beichen seemed not to hear her. He drove the car at full speed, scaring Xia Weilan into grabbing the seat - belt tightly.
"Husband, what's wrong with you?" Xia Weilan asked puzzledly. "Did the business deal fall through?"
"If this deal doesn't work out, we can find a chance to discuss others..." Xia Weilan rolled her eyes and comforted him softly.
"Shut up!" Mo Beichen frowned and suddenly scolded in a cold and solemn tone:
"Mind your identity as Mrs. Mo!"
Flirting with boys at school and being bullied casually by a young model at the dinner table!
Xia Weilan touched her nose. She thought it was because of her that his work had not gone smoothly, so she lowered her head:
"I'll pay attention next time!"
Seeing her obedient look, Mo Beichen felt a bit better. But unexpectedly, the next second, he heard Xia Weilan say sincerely:
"I'll make sure not to embarrass you."
Mo Beichen tightened his grip on the steering wheel. He was extremely frustrated. It seemed that she didn't know what she had done wrong at all!
That night, Mo Beichen told Xia Weilan to go to Moying Group as his assistant on Sunday again, still on the pretext that Xu Wei was on leave.
Xia Weilan nodded and agreed.
Early the next morning, Xia Weilan was woken up by a phone call:
"Classmate Weilan, the director watched the videos yesterday and thought one of them needed to be reshot. Can you come to school now? It'll only take a few minutes."
Xia Weilan checked the time. She still had enough time before the working hours at Moying Group, so she nodded.
When Mo Beichen heard that Xia Weilan was going to rush to school first, he looked at her extremely coldly and then drove away by himself.
While Xia Weilan was shooting that video, the phone in her bag kept vibrating, but no one noticed. After Xia Weilan finally finished shooting, she picked up her phone and found that Mo Beichen had called several times and sent several text messages:
"The document has been sent to your email!"
"Print it out. I need it at 8 o'clock!"
"It's already 8 o'clock!"
Xia Weilan checked the time. It was 8:05. She immediately called Mo Beichen while rushing there.
"Where are you?" Mo Beichen answered the phone and scolded her right away.
"I'll be there in 5 minutes. Right away!" Xia Weilan said while driving and then quickly hung up the phone.
In the office, Mo Beichen was so angry that he directly threw his phone into the coffee. The phone dimmed and then turned off.
Xia Weilan was becoming more and more out of control. When had Moying Group ever tolerated such an unpunctual employee? If Xia Weilan were an ordinary employee of his, he would have fired her long ago!
As soon as Xia Weilan arrived at Moying Group, she asked an employee and learned that Mo Beichen had already gone to the meeting room to meet Mr. Zhang.
Xia Weilan quickly went into the secretary's office, turned on the computer, and printed out the document sent by Mo Beichen in the email.
Xia Ruolin was about to go to the office with a manager to discuss a cooperation matter. She saw Xia Weilan's busy figure in a room not far away at a glance and couldn't help but stop. She asked curiously:
"Why is Xia Weilan here?"
The manager glanced at Xia Weilan and said,
"Secretary Xu Wei is on leave. The president asked her to take over Secretary Xu's shift. But the president is already in a meeting, and she just starts to prepare the documents now!"
A gloating smile flashed across Xia Ruolin's eyes.
In the meeting room, Mr. Zhang looked at Mo Beichen with a rather strange expression. He noticed that Mo Beichen was frowning and constantly looking at his watch as if waiting for someone.
"Mr. Mo, your secretary is so unreliable. If it were me, I would have fired her long ago!"
Not long after, the door was suddenly opened from the outside. Xia Weilan rushed in with the documents in her arms, gasping for breath and saying:
"Mr. Mo, come out with me. I have something to say."
Mr. Zhang stared with wide eyes, unable to believe that a little secretary could be so presumptuous. But unexpectedly, although Mo Beichen looked unhappy, he still followed her out.
"Are you going to discuss the North City real - estate project with Mr. Zhang?" Xia Weilan just learned about this when printing the document.
"What do you want to say?" Mo Beichen said in a bad tone. "An unpunctual person still wants to waste my time now?"