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    On the top floor of Qin’s Group, in the large office, Secretary Liang clearly saw the sudden pause of his own president’s finger that was sending WeChat.

    That originally indifferent face …… seems to have started to become not so good too?

    What’s going on here …… What’s going on here?

    Secretary Liang subconsciously thought of online dating again on ……

    Qin Mo was still looking at the weibo message and raised his eyebrows, “Qin’s is not a place for you to just tease people.” The hand that sent the word used force, even his eyes were icy cold, “Understand?”

    Fu Jiu looked at the line that came back, holding a lollipop in his mouth, coolly returned the past sentence: “Don’t worry big god, no one here is more handsome than you, really want to tease people is also to tease you, you are a big fish.”

    Big fish?

    Who likes to be described with such adjectives?

    Did this guy get his language from a biology teacher?

    Qin Mo’s fingers clenched hard, and a grim, cold light flashed in his eyes.

    Secretary Liang stood next to him and only felt that the way his own president looked at the cell phone was as if he was looking at a dead thing that was about to die, making him, a bystander, unable to help but tremble from the bottom of his heart.

    What the hell did the people over at WeChat do to piss off the president again?

    Obviously this morning the president s mood is still good, how is this all of a sudden and …… cold back again?

    Qin Mo pushed open the door of the conference room with one hand, pressed the screen of his cell phone to finish sending out the last WeChat, then raised his head, a pair of deep as water moving eyes looked straight at Secretary Liang, his voice was clear and cold: “You go and give a notice to the battle team right now, and in the future, whoever in the battle team teases someone in the company, will cut off their salary.”

    “Huh? Yes!”

    After Secretary Liang responded, he felt that the notice was a bit inexplicable.

    Flirting?

    The warring teams were all working on their skills in the beat-’em-up game, and in preparation for the city battle that was soon to come, everyone had been soaking up the company for days, so who would be in the mood for titillation?

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