Spoil You All Your Life

Mo Zimu didn't hear Su Junmo's words, and walked to the far side of the lawn with the old light and stage photography team, and was held by Su Junmo.

"Hey, they are busy, you are not a professional photographer, don't go there yet."

Mo Zimu looked at the staff who was measuring the point, turned his head to Su Junmo and said, "Let the florist, etiquette, band, and outreach director come together for the second inspection. The data measured today must be It must be marked on the design drawings and flowcharts, printed out again and distributed to the heads of the various departments. And—"

After a pause, Mo Zimu continued, "Da'an and Xiao'an did not succeed in testing the whole process of manned today. Don't blame them, it's not their fault."

She knew that although Su Junmo usually laughed and joked, he never allowed anyone to make mistakes at work, and he was never affectionate.

"Oh, the CEO is begging for them, how dare I talk about them again."

Mo Zimu chuckled, "I will be happier if you just praise my kindness and kindness."

Su Junmo also laughed, "Let Daan Xiaoan go to Yao Tiantian's house again tomorrow."

"It's impossible."

"why?"

"I understand Shizidu. Our test this morning did not satisfy him. He will not let Senior Sister Tian Tian cooperate with us anymore."

Su Junmo frowned, "But if we succeed this morning, we don't need to find Yao Tiantian again."

"So this is Shizidu. Everything is only given one chance." Mo Zimu patted Su Junmo on the shoulder, "Don't worry too much."

"Can you not worry, Yao Tiantian, a former music department at C University, is a good person to deal with? Miss Yao's rules are enough to scare a cow. If something goes wrong on the wedding day, 80% of it will be hers."

"Crow's mouth!"

Su Junmo smiled, "Why don't you go out in person that day?"

"Good suggestion!"

"What if Miss Yao doesn't cooperate with you in our preset time?"

Mo Zimu answered decisively, "Mighty!"

The boss carrying the old golden sign must not be smashed into the plan that Mo Zimu personally led the sword.

Su Junmo gave Mo Zimu a thumbs up, "Sister Mu!"

Mo Zimu is actually the youngest person in charge of the elderly, but because of her position and style of conduct, everyone admires her and calls her "Sister Mu".

"Hey." Su Junmo abducted Mo Zimu's arm. "Tell me what happened to Major General Brother?"

"Gossip!"

Su Junmo's eyes were almost peculiar, and he said excitedly, "Major General Shizi Xian, tusk, brother is also a heroic complex, and has a fiery heart to worship soldiers."

Knowing that Su Junmo had the habit of asking the bottom of the casserole, Mo Zimu spoke.

"Want to know?"

"of course."

Mo Zimu took a hard breath and exhaled, "Let’s put it this way, my life was like the golden omelet in my mother’s pan, golden on one side and golden on the other side. It was fragrant, delicious and visible. ."

Su Junmo swallowed.

"But, Shi Zixian appeared. Wow--"

Su Junmo's eyes widened, looking at Mo Zimu.

"It's all gone!"