Qiao An looked at the materials in his hand, a little lost in thought.

To be precise, she still couldn't figure out why Mo Xun chose her to be his assistant.

I also checked with the human resources department at the headquarters, and the explanation given was that the Huachen marketing department was saturated, and the currently vacant position was the assistant to the president's office.

Qiao An's market experience over the years will only make her more comfortable in this position.

This reason is obviously a bit weak, but as a working person, I have to obey the personnel transfer.

It's just that in this position, Qiao An is somewhat embarrassed.

Even though I have been working with Mo Xun for nearly three months, I still feel somewhat...uneasy every time I see him.

The phone rang just in time, interrupting Qiao An's thoughts.

"Qiao An, come to my office."

It was Mo Xun's voice.

"good."

Gathering her emotions, she walked towards the door.

Once inside that door was the man she admired with all her heart. Even now, she could clearly remember her joyful mood and extremely brisk steps as she walked toward that door.

But now, every step I take no longer seems to be smooth and fast.

On the surface it looks like a calm lake, but in fact there is an undercurrent hidden at the bottom of the lake.

Knocking on the office door, a gentle "Come in." came from inside.

On the large desk, there are densely packed documents. Behind the pile of documents is a man with his eyes lowered and circles drawn with documents.

White shirt, black vest, dark blue tie.

Handsome and noble.

Qiao An suddenly realized for a moment that the man with lowered eyes was Mo Kai.

But if you look carefully, you will know that it is not.

A flash of fleeting pain flashed across the fair and clear face, but it happened to be caught by the man who raised his eyes.

Mo Xun put down the pen in his hand, nodded and motioned for Qiao An to sit across from him.

"Hua Chen hasn't handed over yet, okay?" he asked suddenly.

Seeing Mo Xun take the initiative to mention Hua Chen, Qiao An was obviously startled, and then spoke carefully.

"Mr. Mo, I have been staying in Huachen since I joined Mosheng Group. Too many people have put their efforts into this project since its inception. The future prospects are also very good. Why do you choose to stop it at this time?"

Qiao An vomited out all the words that had been stored in his heart for a long time.

Mo Xun's eyes narrowed, "I didn't stop."

Qiao An looked at him calmly, "Yes, you did not explicitly call for a halt, but the personnel and funds for this project have been greatly reduced. Mosheng's short-term plan directly excludes this project. If this does not count as a halt,

, then what counts?”

Mo Xun retracted his hands that were originally placed on the desk and leaned into the high-backed chair.

The clear complexion has changed slightly.

Qiao An realized that what she said to him was a bit out of bounds, but after being in Huachen for so long, it would be false to say that she had no feelings, whether it was this project, Huachen's colleagues... or the Swiss Sri Institute.

Li Mokai's powerful words.

It's impossible for Qiao An not to care.

It was just that I had everything I was thinking about in my heart, but I felt awkward.

After all, she has a superior-subordinate relationship with the man in front of her. Logically speaking, she should not interfere in the business layout of a huge group.

His obviously biased remarks undoubtedly make him question high-level decisions.

Qiao An chose to remain silent at the right time. After a long time, she heard Mo Xun's words with unclear meaning.

"I think you should be most happy with this re-adjustment of the short-term plan."


Chapter completed!