"Mo Wancheng, couldn't you have just gone to sleep with Lu Yuanjie?"

Xu Yao suddenly uttered such a sentence that caught people off guard. Mo Wancheng was stunned and laughed helplessly, "What kind of mess are you holding in your head?"

When I asked this question, I couldn't wait for Xu Yao's answer. She must have fallen asleep. There was no reply for a long time, so Mo Wancheng lay down on the sofa. Just as he was about to close his eyes, Xu Yao mumbled.

I don't know if it was because he was talking in his sleep or something else, but he blurted out again, "Even if you...sleep with him, what's so weird about it...I've always felt that even if you died for him, it's not something unimaginable..."

Then there was a soft snoring sound, Xu Yao must have really fallen asleep.

Mo Wancheng remained silent. Thinking about the content of Xu Yao's words, he felt that in fact, bystanders knew better. Maybe Yaoyao had always seen much more clearly than himself?

Wancheng slowly closed his eyes, and the sky outside had begun to become bright.

When I woke up again, it was already ten o'clock. The sunlight outside filtered in through the gaps between the curtains. The curtains were closed, probably by Xu Yao.

The remaining scenes on the table have been slightly tidied up, and the empty bottles and cups are neatly arranged. A pink note is pressed under the wine bottle. On it is Xu Yaojuanxiu's font written in black pen, 'Watch you sleep.

I didn't call you because I went to work. Oh, by the way, your alarm clock went off. I saw that you were fast asleep, so I turned it off.'

Mo Wancheng was startled, she said it lightly!

Alarm clock!

She quickly took out her phone and saw that the time was already early ten o'clock!

She just had a headache, her own interview... her own interview...

Just when he thought about it, the phone started vibrating. Looking at the city's landline number on the screen, Mo Wancheng frowned, but immediately picked up the phone. He heard the female voice on the other end was polite, but still a little businesslike.

The official office is stiff.

"Hello, is this Miss Mo Wancheng?"

"Yes, I am Mo Wancheng."

"We are the Human Resources Department of Hengfeng Enterprise. We made an appointment with you for an interview at nine o'clock this morning. I didn't see you show up. What's going on?"

The staff member from the human resources department on the other end just said this, and his tone was still quite polite, and there was no hint of impatience.

On the other hand, Mo Wancheng felt a little embarrassed after hearing this. She was suddenly so late. Fortunately, she had to find someone to contact her for the job. As a person with a mental disorder, it was actually not easy for her to find a suitable job.

Mo Wancheng didn't know what to say, so he could only apologize first, "Sorry, I was delayed due to some things. When can I come back for an interview?"

The attitude of the staff on the other end was still good. After hearing Mo Wancheng's explanation, he didn't ask any questions and immediately said, "If you have time now, you can come over now. Our interviewer is here now."

Mo Wancheng quickly responded, "Okay! I'll come over right now!"

After hanging up the phone, she stood up in a hurry and prepared to wash up. When she got to the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror like a ghost, she realized that she was a ghost. If she wanted to go out to meet someone, she would probably have to put on makeup.

Mo Wancheng is very attentive to work. Even when she is abroad, she works very seriously. She hopes that she can live like a normal person. Work is very important, even if it is not particularly profitable, it is not particularly important.

. But for her, it is very important.

I carefully put on light makeup to hide my ugly face. The formal dress I wore yesterday was completely wrinkled and couldn't be seen anymore, so I changed into another set of clothes that looked relatively formal and low-key in color, and got ready to go out.

I was driving carefully and carefully all the way. Thinking about my feat yesterday, I felt like I couldn't help but be cautious when holding the steering wheel.

Hengfeng Enterprise is not far from the house where Mo Wancheng currently lives. She arrived at the company in ten minutes' drive, parked in the underground parking lot, took the elevator and rushed upstairs.

When we arrived at the human resources department on the fourth floor, just as the front desk staff announced their intention to come, they were quickly reported. After a while, a woman in formal uniform walked out of the large cubicle office. It was not difficult to identify her voice.

She is the woman on the phone just now.

"Please come with me." The woman was still very polite, and her expression looked very polite, but she didn't really mean it, it was just a business-like distant politeness.

Mo Wancheng didn't mind either, and followed her to the front of a reception room, and then listened to the woman say businesslikely, "Just wait here, the interviewer will be here in a while, and you should prepare for the interview first.

"

Mo Wancheng nodded, and the woman turned around and walked out without looking at her again.

Mo Wancheng stood at the door of the reception room. Just as he was about to walk in, he heard a flattering voice coming from the office door next to him, which was ajar. He seemed to be talking to someone or talking on the phone, "Don't worry, don't worry."

, I will definitely handle this matter, I will definitely..."

She didn't pay much attention. When she entered the reception room, she took out her resume and sat silently on the chair to wait.

In just three minutes, the interviewer had already walked in, with a gentle and friendly smile on his face, and sat down directly opposite Mo Wancheng, "Is this Miss Mo? Hello, my surname is Chen."

"Hello." Mo Wancheng was about to stand up and shake hands with him when he heard the man immediately say, "It's okay, it's okay, just sit down."

Such an inexplicably friendly and inexplicably cordial state always makes people feel a little bit strange.

It's just that Mo Wancheng didn't quite understand the meaning, but after hearing these words, he didn't stand up again and sat silently.

After the interviewer named Chen sat down opposite her, he looked at her resume directly, with a satisfied smile on his face and nodded repeatedly.

Mo Wancheng was ready to respond to any of his questions, including the report of her psychiatric evaluation. She had already prepared a response, but the first question the interviewer asked made Mo Wancheng stop.

She couldn't answer for a long time, as if the question was completely unexpected.

The man surnamed Chen asked, "Ms. Mo, when can you start working?"

Mo Wancheng was stunned and looked at him, not knowing how to answer for a long time.

The man surnamed Chen added, "When can you start working? This Wednesday? Next Monday? Or next Wednesday or Friday? I don't think there is anything wrong with your resume. You can come over and try to work first. You

Give me an exact time and I will have the HR department file it for the record."

"You...won't give me an interview?" Mo Wancheng asked.

The man named Chen smiled, shook his head and said nothing.

It's just... why are you interviewing? This kind of royal relative...

The airborne troops who were called by Ziyuan's secretary's office... don't need to try anything.
Chapter completed!