"Well. Master Gao Jie, if you want me to be your female companion, of course I can! After all, I am your assistant and your bodyguard. I have no reason to refuse. I can't just receive a salary and do nothing." Mo Xiaorou Looking at the invitation to the dance half an hour ago, the host was Zhao Junlie, and Gao Jie was the guest of honor. To attend the appointment, he needed to bring a female companion to the dance to be eligible for the invitation.
"Aunt Xiaorou, I feel so embarrassed. Are you afraid that your boyfriend will misunderstand me!?" Gao Jie said in a tentative tone, eating Gongwan noodles with sugar-free green tea to refresh his throat, and looked at her with wide eyes.
"Boyfriend! I don't have a partner. I already have someone in mind!" Mo Xiaorou's cheeks turned red and she smiled shyly.
Her only target was senior Li Baixiang, and the text messages he sent earlier contained a sense of pursuit. She felt that there was no need to spend money on a relationship between men and women. Moreover, Li Baixiang was a gentle and considerate safe partner for her, unlike Zhao Junlie, who was unrestrained and handsome. The rich boy brother°
She wants a good man, not a bad one°
The most important thing is that the memory she lost has never been recovered, and she doesn't want her heart to break into thousands of pieces.
"I'm going to make chamomile tea. Master Gao Jie must be thirsty." On the surface, Mo Xiaorou wanted to make tea, but in reality, she wanted to run away.
Soon, Mo Xiaorou disappeared into the CEO's office like a little black dot, taking the CEO's exclusive elevator, going to the staff kitchen on the fourth floor, and making a Gao Jie's exclusive love lunch.
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"Do you have my braised chicken legs? By the way, you can also count my share." A big white and smooth hand was placed on Mo Xiaorou's shoulder, with a male voice with a sinister smile.
"President Zhao has a leisurely and leisurely attitude towards acting. I have really seen it. His eyes are so bright!" Mo Xiaorou smiled sweetly and responded with words.
"Yeah. I'm really good at being an actor. I didn't expect you to give me such high praise." Zhao Junlie raised his eyebrows and took a deep breath.
"That's good!" Zhao Junlie's personality is really unpredictable. He can obviously say sour things, but he can speak humorously and add flirtatious love words.
"Add some fried tofu to make it more delicious," Zhao Junlie continued to explain.
"Yes." Mo Xiaorou nodded, and then Zhao Junlie suddenly approached her face and kissed her forehead.
Huh? The Big Bad Wolf CEO stole a kiss and took advantage of her, and her little white rabbit assistant is not a womanizer to be trifled with.
Just when she was about to retaliate, Gao Jie walked in.
"Aunt Xiaorou, have you made the chamomile tea?" he asked, leaning his head in.
"I'm preparing a love lunch for you and President Jun Lie." Mo Xiaorou smiled reluctantly, still pretending to be relaxed.
In this way, Zhao Junlie drove Gao Jie and Mo Xiaorou to a masquerade party in a Cadillac. The organizer of this masquerade party, Zhao Junlie, was selling some handmade biscuits, scarves and handmade necklaces as a charity event. The sponsors of the party were all rich. His daughter, young master, CEO and noble lady were also invited.
Mo Xiaorou put on discounted items from the department store counter, and stood next to Master Gao Jie in a straight suit, not matching them at all°
She stayed by Gao Jie's side, chatting with Gao Jie's clients, and by the way, she learned and sold the tricks of long-sleeved dancing.
"Drink a glass of lemon juice! I am a polite host, and I am missing a female partner for the dance." Zhao Junlie smiled handsomely and stretched out his hand: "Princess, are you willing to be my dance partner?" Then he lowered his voice. Said: "My Swan Princess°"
"No, I don't like dancing. This kind of intense exercise can be avoided if possible." Mo Xiaorou blushed and subconsciously wanted to run away, but Zhao Junlie held her hand and walked into the dance floor.
"Xiaorou, I like you, I want to formally pursue you and become my lover°"
"It's not that easy!" Mo Xiaorou curled her lips.
When the two of them started dancing, it really seemed like a golden boy and girl made for each other.
Gao Jie took the photo with his mobile phone and smiled.
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There was less than an hour and forty minutes left before the last fashion show. Zhao Junlie saw his mobile phone vibrating to indicate an incoming call, and immediately went to the lounge on the third floor to answer the call.
"What? The female model got into a car accident and can't come to the costume show hosted by me to perform at the masquerade party!"
"Find a beautiful woman to act for you! Our Changlang agency will withdraw the travel expenses that have been received. I'm really sorry! President Zhao." On the other end, Changlang's general manager Gleni, Chinese and English The mixed-race man apologized in a low voice°
"Yeah. I understand."
Gao Jie suddenly walked in, smiling calmly: "Let Aunt Xiaorou perform on stage!"
"Eh? Don't make random ideas!" Zhao Junlie was stunned.
"Aunt Xiaorou is already a very strong woman. Only true gentleness and thoughtfulness can move her heart."
"That's right, this is my chance to get along with each other in an upright manner!"
"Uncle Junlie, come on!"
"Thank you! Gao Jie°"