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Chapter 917

Mo Kai's face was serious and unmoving.

Qiao An sat with her back straight, thinking whether it was too late for Mo Kai to get those documents back.

Qiao An suddenly felt a little regretful as to why he really came in with that pile of things.

Those documents can be said to have completely wiped out all the records of Ankang Company.

Qiao An suddenly felt a little shy.

After all, she had only worked for other companies, and she believed that the highlight of her career was when she was the marketing director at Huachen two years ago.

As a company employee, she still had some confidence, but as a company owner, Qiao An felt that in front of Mo Kai, she felt a little bit like doing whatever she wanted.

As the person in charge of Ankang Company, he sounds very impressive, but in terms of current strength, neither Ankang nor any of its subsidiary companies under Mosheng can compare.

For a fledgling small company, being looked at so seriously by Mo Kai made Qiao An feel a little embarrassed.

But due to Mo Kai's serious look at the moment and the unknown environment hidden around him, Qiao An did not dare to act rashly.

She just stayed there quietly, staring at this man who made her infinitely admired and inexplicably awed.

Wherever you look, Mo Kai has strong and resolute facial features, as perfect as if they were carefully crafted. When he is focused, he is not angry or intimidating, and his aura is compelling...

In short, Qiao An’s aesthetic point of view is everywhere.

Qiao An stared at Mo Kai, her eyes full of tenderness and intoxication.

I don't know how much time had passed, but Mo Kai seemed to have finally finished reading. When he looked up, he suddenly met a pair of loving almond eyes.

Mo Kai felt soft at the look in his eyes, and said after two seconds: "Ankang... there is something wrong."

Qiao An was distracted, and when he heard Mo Kai suddenly speak, his reaction was half a beat too slow, and he instinctively said: "What?"

Mo Kai sent the documents to his desk, stared at Qiao An with burning eyes, and lightly opened his thin lips, "Come here."

This time, Qiao An walked around the table without thinking, stood beside Mo Kai obediently, and stared at the materials on the table seriously.

When it comes to running a company, Qiao An has a clear understanding of himself, and he is still a novice.

In her heart, Mo Kai is naturally a distant business master.

The master is willing to give advice, but Xiaobai's attitude cannot be corrected.

So at this moment, Qiao An was fawning without even realizing it. He looked at the desk and saw who had brewed the coffee. He stretched out his hand to bring it over, borrowed flowers and offered it to the Buddha, "Mr. Mo, what's the problem? Could you please enlighten me?"

Mo Kai looked at Qiao An's sweet and fawning look and felt funny in his heart, but he looked serious on his face.

He raised his eyelids slightly, took the coffee she handed him, took a sip, and said calmly: "It's not impossible to teach you, but..."

"Just what?" Qiao An asked urgently.

Mo Kai put the coffee cup aside, leaned back in the high-backed chair with his broad back, and said solemnly: "In business, we always pay attention to the exchange of consideration."

Joan: "Huh?"

He twitched the corner of his mouth, and in the next second he stretched out his big hand, clasped the slender Hao wrist at his side, and pulled the small body towards him with a slight force.

This movement was extremely smooth, and before Qiao An could react, she was already sitting on the man's lap.

The cold lips came to her ear at some point, and Mo Kai's magnetic and deep voice was bewitching: "What good can I do?"

There seemed to be an electric current in Qiao An's ears that instantly spread throughout her body. She was so excited that she finally came to her senses. This man was pretending to tease her again!

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