Master's Million Blind Wife

"Come along with me." The man gestured," I will be in charge of your work. "    

Moo Yuwei glanced at Huang Wen. Huang Wen snorted. "This is Yem Qiaoyu, the leader of the original design of the Shangcheng Game. Go. He will take care of your work."    

Moo Yuwei nodded and followed Yem Qiaoyu inside. Finally, she pushed open the door and entered an office.    

She could not help but suspect that the position of the original design department manager was not higher than the team leader.    

Why was the manager sitting in an ordinary position while the team leader was in an office?    

Besides him, there was also a rather independent girl sitting in the office. Her grandmother had short gray hair, a leather jacket, and a pair of boots. At this moment, she was concentrating on playing games in front of the computer.    

Yem Qiaoyu threw Moo Yuwei's information in front of the girl. "Yuan Yuan, arrange a job for her."    

Yuan Yuan lifted her eyelids. "I'm busy."    

Yem Qiaoyu looked at her and Yuan Yuan immediately surrendered. "OK."    

She took off her headphones and looked at Moo Yuwei. "Oh, beautiful."    

Moo Yuwei pursed the hair by her ear, "Hello, I am Moo Yuwei."    

Yuan Yuan got up and shook hands with her. "Hello, my surname is Yuan Yuan. You can directly call me Yuanyuan."    

"Okay, Yuan Yuan."    

"The person opposite is our Group Leader Yan. He is responsible for all the original designs of the Shangcheng Game. "    

Moo Yuwei nodded to show that she understood.    

Only then did Yuan Yuan start to check her information and arrange the corresponding work for her. Moo Yuwei listened carefully and in her heart, she wanted to seriously steal her master's skills. It was fortunate that Huo Chengzhou's side was there to increase his presence.    

On the other side, Yem Qiaoyu's face was calm as he flipped his phone. Outsiders might think that he was working, but in reality, he was looking at Huo Feng's WeChat Moments.    

After a while, his lips curled into a smile.    

It was hard to tell that Huo Feng was a joker.    

...    

After talking to Huo Feng about what Huo Chengzhou had told him, Old K asked curiously, "Last night, I called and said something about Eldest Qiao. What happened?"    

Huo Feng scratched his head in embarrassment and briefly told him what had happened.    

Hearing this, Old K sighed. "What a coincidence!"    

Huo Feng nodded. "En..."    

"So you missed the opportunity to meet Great God because you misheard the table number?" Old K looked very unhappy. "You have to know that it has always been my wish to see Eldest Qiao!"    

Huo Feng:... ""    

He straightened his neck. "Isn't it all because of you? If you didn't have a car accident at that time, wouldn't you have been able to reach the coffee shop in time? How could there be such a misunderstanding!? "    

Hearing this, Old K had a vexed look." It's a pity that I didn't see Eldest Qiao... Then let the boss make another appointment! "    

Huo Feng shook his head with a secretive expression. "It's difficult."    

Mr Cheng was currently busy with the matter of pursuing his wife, so he did not have the time to hook up with other women.    

Seeing that it was almost time, Huo Feng got up. "Alright, I'm leaving. Call me if you need anything."    

After coming out of Old K's office, Huo Feng hesitated for a moment and took the elevator to the floor where the design department was located. He thought for a long time and did not think of a reason to look for Yem Qiaoyu. In the end, he turned into the bathroom.    

Just as he was looking at Yem Qiaoyu's WeChat Moments leisurely, he suddenly heard someone talking outside the door.    

"Manager Huang, who does Yem Qiaoyu count as? How can he ride on your head?"    

"Huh." Huang Wen snorted and said, "Zhang Jian, you don't understand now, do you? They are the people that Chief Xing values. We are not capable enough, so we naturally have to give them to him."    

"Come on, what kind of ability is it? He just looks like a gigolo!" Zhang Jian's voice was obviously disdainful. "I don't know what methods he used."    

Huang Wen sneered. "From what you're saying, CEO Xing has a unique hobby?"    

"Not necessarily." Zhang Jian's tone was ambiguous. "Don't you think Yem Qiaoyu has a problem with his orientation?"    

"F * ck!" Huo Feng cursed in a low voice.    

It was the first time he knew that men were also like this. He wanted to rush back and beat them all up.    

He put away his phone and was about to open the door when he heard the sound of the door opening in the next room. Then he said in a cold and low voice, "I didn't know Manager Huang liked to talk behind his back like a woman!"