Chapter 221

Mu Yuwei nodded: "yes."

"Come with me." The man motioned, "I'm responsible for your work."

Mu Yuwei took a look at Huang Wen. Huang Wen's throat overflowed with a hum: "this is Yan Qiaoyu, the original painting design team leader of Shangcheng game. Go ahead. He is responsible for your work."

Mu Yuwei nodded, followed Yan Qiaoyu to go inside, and finally pushed the door into an office.

She is inevitably suspicious. Isn't the position of manager of the original painting design department higher than that of the group leader?

How come the manager sits in the ordinary station while the team leader sits in the office?

Besides him, there is a girl who looks very maverick in the office. Grandma has gray super short hair, tassel leather clothes and long boots. She is playing games in front of the computer at the moment.

Yan Qiaoyu threw Mu Yuwei's information in front of the girl: "Yuanyuan, arrange work for her."

Yuanyuan raised her eyelids and said, "I'm busy."

Yan Qiaoyu looked at her and Yuanyuan immediately surrendered: "OK."

She took off her headphones and looked at Mu Yuwei: "Yo, beauty."

Mu Yuwei sipped the broken hair in her ear: "Hello, I'm Mu Yuwei."

Yuanyuan got up and shook hands with her: "Hello, my last name is yuan yuan. You can call me Yuanyuan directly."

"OK, round."

"This is our team leader Yan. He is responsible for the original design of Shangcheng game."

Mu Yuwei nodded to understand.

Yuanyuan began to check her information and arrange corresponding work for her. Mu Yuwei listened carefully and thought about stealing teachers and learning skills seriously. It's good to brush the sense of existence on Huo Chengzhou's side.

The opposite Yan Qiaoyu calmly turned his mobile phone. It seemed to outsiders that he was working, but in fact he was looking at Huofeng's circle of friends.

For a long time, he smiled.

I can't see. Huo Feng is a funny person.

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After communicating with Huo Feng about Huo Chengzhou's account, old K asked curiously, "what happened to Big Joe last night?"

Huo Feng scratched his head a little embarrassed and simply said the story again.

Smelling the speech, old K sighed: "what a coincidence!"

Huo Feng nodded: "well..."

"So you just missed the chance to see the great God because you heard the wrong table number?" Old K looked very unhappy: "you know, it's my wish to see Big Joe!"

Huo Feng: "

He stubbed his neck: "don't blame you? If you hadn't had an accident at that time, you wouldn't have been able to get to the coffee shop in time? Where would there be such a misunderstanding!"

Smelling the speech, old K looked annoyed: "it's a pity that he didn't see Big Joe... Let the boss make another appointment!"

Huo Feng shook his head and kept a secret face: "it's difficult."

Brother Cheng is busy chasing his wife right now. He doesn't have time to hook up with other women.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Huo Feng got up: "come on, I'm leaving. I'll call if I have something."

From the old K office, Huo Feng hesitated and took the elevator to the floor where the original painting design department was located, but after thinking for a long time, he didn't think of the reason to find Yan Qiaoyu and turned into the bathroom.

Just as he looked leisurely through Yan Qiaoyu's circle of friends, he suddenly heard someone talking outside the door.

"Manager Huang, Yan Qiaoyu is a fart. How can he ride on your head?"

"Ho." Huang Wen snorted: "Zhang Jian, don't you understand? People are always valued by Mr. Xing. Our ability is not good. Naturally, we have to give up our talents."

"Come on, what ability? Don't you look like a little white face!" Zhang Jian's voice was obviously disdainful: "I don't know what means I used."

Huang Wen sneered: "listen to what you mean, Xing always likes to be unique?"

"Not necessarily." Zhang Jian's tone was unclear: "don't you think there is a problem with Yan Qiaoyu's orientation?"

"Shit!" Huo Feng scolded in a low voice.

He knew for the first time that men had such a cheap tongue chewing type. He wanted to rush back and beat them all over the ground looking for teeth.

He put away his mobile phone and just wanted to push the door out, but he heard the sound of opening the door in the next compartment, followed by a cold and deep voice: "I can't see that manager Huang likes to chew his tongue behind his back like a woman!"