The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 22, near the water, the first month

The family has been divorced for so long, even if it is not spread, but the Mexican family can be clear.

Meppelin said in a heart-like heart: "Deep-depth, you don't mind what these aunts said, I feel sorry for you..."

The hand was deeply held in the palm of the hand by the ink, as if it had not been affected by these words. The warm heart of the season was a real eye, and the eyebrows smiled. "You must have misunderstood something. Some time ago, I had a little awkwardness with the depth of field. The cold war has grown a little longer. What's more, the things between our husband and wife, parents have not come to control, will your aunt's hand stretch too long?"

"you……"

Meppelin also thought that the warmth of the season is nothing more than the presence of ink in the depths of the scene, so that they do not understand the rules. I did not expect that she was really arrogant to such an excessive point! Actually dare to directly refute your own words!

"The season is still sick, she needs an absolutely quiet space to rest." Mo Jingshen did not care that Moppelin was stunned at this moment: "If you just come to me, just walk around and walk around." Not accompanying."

"Mom." Mo Jiaxue, sitting next to the ink paolin, carefully pulled her hand and lowered her voice and said, "Don't say it... or say something right."

"Hey, from small to big, he is such an iceberg-like temper. I just said that the season is warm and a few words, he actually protects her like this..." Mo Peilin used the eyes to smash the season. Warm look.

"Slow down, don't send." Mo Jingshen no longer looks at them, directly holding the quarter to warm up and get up.

The meaning of this rushing person is too obvious. Mo Peilin is busy saying: "Wait! I am talking about business! Depth of field, Jiaxue is your cousin. She graduated from Haida Business Department this year. All aspects are very good. I I heard that the secretarial position near you is temporarily vacant, so let Jiaxue try it, how?"

"I don't agree!" The warm eyes of the season are cool, and the subconscious directly refuses.

Meppelin slammed into the season and was displeased: "Do you disagree? Why do you disagree? I asked the depth of field!"

How can the season warmer not see the purpose of this aunt?

I can't say that I don't deserve to be in the depths of ink. Isn't it because Mépélin actually wants to find an opportunity to arrange her daughter to be around him, in order to get the moon in the near water?

When Meppelin was very young, she was divorced. Her daughter followed her surname. After all, she was not a Mohist. She was a very common cousin, but if she could kiss her, she would take this relationship. In the future, they will not have to find ways to get together with the family on the side of the father.

It is certainly impossible for the season to give them this kind of opportunity: "Auntie, the Moh Group is not an ordinary company. People from all departments must go through the qualification examination before they can go in. How can the presidential secretary say this important position? Who will give it to anyone?"

"The secretary posts around the depth of field are vacant, and I can't find someone who is too suitable for a while. Let Jia Xue go without it!" It's a nosy! Meppelin hates this unsightly season warmer!

The warm season seems to hear something interesting, and laughed: "Your daughter graduated from Haida Business Department at the age of 23, and I have already obtained a degree from the American MIT Department of Finance before I was 18 years old. If so, you see me. Not more suitable?"

"I believe that the cousin's company is more concerned with the ability." Mo Jiaxue listened to this, suddenly stood up, pushed the frameless myopia on the bridge of the nose, inserted a sentence.

Her eyes looked at Mo Jingshen at the same time, only for a while, her face could not help but quietly red, the pure secretly liked his long-lasting emotions, some inferiority and some expectant emotions, revealed undoubtedly.

"Yes! The season is warm, you don't want to be able to bear this. I think your degree is estimated to be bought by Jijia. You are not old enough, only 20 years old, have no work experience, and are lazy all day. It’s best for you to be a free person!” Meppelin glanced at her like a smile.

At this time, the mobile phone of Mo Jingshen sounded.

Two minutes later, he hung up the phone and asked the warm side to ask: "Is there anything important in the company that needs you to pass?"

"No, one must ask me to personally pass the paper contract, Shen Mu sent to the Royal Garden before five o'clock." Mo Jingshen said, one hand was held by her, did not leave, the other hand was randomly inserted in the suit pocket, cold I have been standing in front of the ink-faced Mo Jiaxue.

"Mer's really valued the ability, but as far as I know, Mo Jiaxue's graduation thesis is to ask other people to write, and her assessment results in all aspects are not satisfactory." His tone is cold and faint, can not hear What is the edge, but did not give the other side a little luck and continue to entangle the reasons.

Mo Jiaxue's face is a stiff: "I..."

Meppelin hastened to defend her daughter: "Oh! How can this kind of ghostwriting happen to my daughter! You can't listen to the depth of field! Jiaxue's performance is very good!"

Ink deep in the cold, hooked lips, but did not look at them, only look at the season warm: "Is it tired?"

The warmth of the season shook his head: "Not tired, nothing."

......

The speed of Shen Mu was very fast, and the documents were sent to the Royal Garden less than five o'clock.

Moperin has been looking for various topics, that is, refused to go, saw a file sent, and quickly went to the door to pick up the documents, and then handed it to Mo Jiaxue.

Mo Jiaxue glanced at the documents in his hand under the cold and indifferent look of Mo Jing.

Just looking at it, she instantly caught it.

This is...all English files!

And it is the kind of English that is difficult! A variety of extremely difficult technical terms made her dazzled.

"What are you doing? Give your cousin a pass!" Mépéline gave her a wink and let her seize the opportunity to perform.

Mo Jiaxue paused, and some of the embarrassed did not dare to look at the cold and clear eyes of the ink, and took the documents.

Ink did not pick up, and said indifferently: "Is not to prove my ability? Translate the first page, I will listen."

"Ah? The first page..." Mo Jiaxue stunned and raised his eyes to look at him, but he was instantly snoring with a line of sight with no temperature on the inkfield.

How can such a difficult English translate?

She hasn't even had an internship outside of her internship... She looks at it with such a file...

Suddenly, a thin white hand came over and took the documents in her hand. Mo Jiaxue saw the warmth of the season and wanted to say something. When he reached the mouth, he had to endure it.

I don’t know these things myself. Is it normal to know how to spend the seasons?

“What kind of document is this?” The season warmly looked at it twice, and easily read the previous paragraph in English, and then used the most concise but very standard translation method to say those that need to be highlighted. After the content, she looked up and looked at Mo Jiaxue, whose face was already red. "You don't even know these things?"

Mo Jiaxue stayed, how she forgot, many years before the warm season, books were read abroad!

When she was seen, she went to the back of the daughter who stood there, and looked at her behind her face. "Jia Xue is graduating from a university in China. It is not normal for English to be very skilled. You are more than a dozen. I’m studying abroad when I’m old, what good is it to be in English?”

(End of this chapter)