This cooperation is very important. By the time the two people discussed the follow-up, it was already close to noon.
"I have already made a reservation at the restaurant, let's go there now." Mo Chifeng said as he watched her stand up with her bag on her back.
He had calculated the time early in the morning, and it would be around noon when this matter would be discussed, and it turned out to be exactly right.
Last time it was Mo Chifeng who invited her to dinner, and the courtesy was reciprocated. In addition, Mo Chifeng took the initiative to stand up for her when Brother Gou and the two men attacked her for the first time. Rong Lingling just suggested that she would treat her to this meal.
, was rejected by Mo Chifeng.
"Today is the place I reserved. Of course I'm here to invite you. Of course, Lingling takes the initiative to invite me to dinner, which I can't ask for, but I have to wait until next time."
Rong Linngling didn't answer the call.
The two of them walked in unison to the president's private elevator side by side. The handsome man and beautiful woman attracted countless gazes.
"Who is this? When it comes to cooperation, isn't it usually the case that Bai Te helps them come forward? Isn't it too embarrassing to be able to negotiate with President Mo?"
"You don't care who she is, she is a beauty anyway. Do you think she and Mr. Mo stand together, they really match each other!"
"I think so too, so you are talking about the possibility of her becoming our CEO's wife. You see that Mr. Mo is very patient with her. To be honest with you, before this, I thought that Mr. Mo was not born to laugh.
It’s here!”
He is born unable to laugh?
Mo Chifeng listened to the whispers of the employees, and the knife flew past your eyes.
The person who just spoke was startled and subconsciously stepped back into the crowd, fearing that Mo Chifeng would see her and settle a score with her.
The person next to her pushed her, "Why do you dare to say anything..."
The elevator door closed and the crowd dispersed. Rong Lingling stood at the end of the elevator and couldn't help but tease him, "So this is what you think of the employees?"
The employee said he couldn't laugh, but she saw him smile many times and rarely had a tense face.
Could it be that this is the difference between how he treats his friends and others?
Mo Chifeng didn't answer, but asked her, "Do you think what they said is right?"
"Everyone has their own opinions, how do I know-" Rong Lingling thought he was still struggling with the question of whether to laugh or not, but he was interrupted rudely before he finished speaking.
"I'm not talking about this, I'm talking about, do you think we are a good match?"
The words came out of his mouth without thinking, and after he finished speaking, Mo Chifeng realized that he seemed to have acted too hastily.
You can bend down to pick up items that accidentally fall to the ground, but you can't take them back after you leave them, so you have to bite the bullet and continue.
"Ah?" Rong Lingling's brain froze for a moment.
Why does this sentence sound like a couple?
What does he mean when he suddenly says this? Do you like her?
To be honest, she didn't really believe it. She felt that she and Mo Chifeng were more suitable to be friends.
As soon as this thought emerged, there was something strange in my heart that I couldn't explain.
"Suddenly I felt that it would be nice if we were together."
Although his last sentence was a bit anxious, he would not panic because of it.
If you can’t avoid it, then go ahead and meet it.
"I'm not in the mood for a relationship right now, and, Chi Feng, you don't seem to be ready."
It's not well thought out, it's more like a spur-of-the-moment idea.
What I wanted to say swirled around in my throat several times, and I finally swallowed it.
She has reached this point, and no matter how he answers, it feels like he is forcing her.
"Let nature take its course." Rong Lingling said before stepping out of the elevator.
She only likes love that comes naturally.
Mo Chifeng held her lips and followed her footsteps.