Evening wind is not as affectionate as you

Xia Wan reached out and knocked on the door three times, then quietly waited for Li Mochen who was inside to come out and open the door.

"Who is it?"

Li Mochen's cold voice came from the room.

Clearing her throat, Xia Wan said, "It's me."

Li Mochen didn't answer any more, the bedroom door opened after a while, "Come to see me, what can I do?"

Afraid that he would close the door again, Xia Wan squeezed into the crack of the door first, and pushed the door open abruptly, "Of course I'm looking for you for something, let's go in and talk about it."

Li Mochen was easily pushed away by Xia Wan because he didn't use any force at all, but he was not annoyed, he closed the door of his room and followed Xia Wan into the room.

"Tell me, what can you do with me?"

While arranging his clothes on his own, Li Mochen asked again casually.

Sitting unceremoniously on his bed, Xia Wan was wearing a home nightgown and turned her feet up, revealing her fair and delicate calves, but she didn't care, "It's about the project."

Looking at Xia Wan who was sitting next to him, Li Mochen raised his eyebrows and asked with some interest, "Oh, do you have any good suggestions?"

Seemingly waving her hands modestly, Xia Wan put a lock of hair hanging in front of her behind her ears, resting her chin with her white and delicate palms, blinking her watery eyes, pretending to be coquettish, "That's not true, it's just It seems that Mr. Li doesn't have a general plan for this project, so the efficiency is not high."

Even if he didn't want to admit it, Li Mochen had to say that what Xia Wan said was right, the efficiency was indeed too low.

After stopping what he was doing, Li Mochen leaned against the wall, his handsome and upright figure could be seen at a glance, he crossed his arms and asked, "Can you solve it?"

"Otherwise, of course I will come to President Li only when I have a solution."

Saying that, Xia Wan blinked at Li Mochen again.

Making a gesture of listening attentively, Li Mochen signaled her to continue talking.

"It's better, it's better to give this project to me to take the lead, I will urge them to complete the plan, and then we will improve the plan together, and then hand this plan over to you."

Xia Wan said quite sincerely.

Hearing this, Li Mochen finally knew what this woman was doing here today, so she wanted this project.

To be honest, the project was important, but he didn't have the time to stare at it all day.

Although Assistant Cheng was listening, he couldn't cover everything. The entire project team was lazy and still hadn't come up with a plan.

He had wanted to solve this serious problem for a long time, but he was too busy correcting documents all day long, so he couldn't manage this matter at all.

Now that Xia Wan wants to accept it for him, he is quite happy, but he doesn't know if Xia Wan can bear this burden.

"You want this project?" Li Mochen asked in feigned surprise.

"Hmm." Xia Wan nodded casually, trying her best to pretend that she didn't really want to go.

Seeing that he was hesitant, Xia Wan brought out her own conditions again, "Look, my last project, although Lin Ran from Lisheng Group is also my good friend, but I was able to win this project, all because of myself the ability."

Hearing this, Li Mochen felt a little relieved, just based on Lisheng Group's list, Xia Wan is enough to occupy a place in Li's Group.

What's more, she is a real daughter-in-law of the Li family, no matter what the merchants can't treat her badly.

After pondering for a while, Li Mochen didn't answer her immediately, but said with some embarrassment, "Wait a little longer, I'll think about it and give you an answer tomorrow."

Nodding noncommittally, Xia Wan calmly adjusted the collar of her pajamas, and left Li Mochen's room, "Then let's see you tomorrow, President Li."

Looking at the back of Xia Wan leaving, Li Mochen fell into deep thought.

Xia Wan was self-conscious, and closed the door behind her when she left, without giving Li Mochen any thought.

Humming a song and returning to her room, Xia Wan collapsed on the bed in a good mood. She thought that Li Mochen would definitely make a choice that was beneficial to her.

The current project line is in a state of disunity. If there is no one leading and responsible, it is still very difficult to bid for the completion of this project.

And Li Mochen was too busy to monitor the project in real time. Assistant Cheng also had a lot of things to do, so he couldn't be the project team leader.

After Xia Wan left, Li Mochen also began to think about it.

He felt that what Xia Wan said was reasonable. He didn't have time to lead this project, nor did he have time to supervise it. The people under him were also very busy.

So at this time, it is the best solution to hand over this project to a person you trust, who is also a partner.

Having said that, Li Mochen still decided to reply to Xia Wan tomorrow, and telling her about this too early would seem to make her tail cock up to the sky, so it's better for her to be more humble.

Nothing happened overnight, and soon it was dawn.

Xia Wan got up early in the morning and washed up first, then went downstairs directly.

As expected, Li Mochen was already sitting at the dining table, waiting for her to have breakfast together.

To say that this Li Mochen's style is quite cold, and his appearance is also very cold and alienated. For some reason, he likes to read newspapers very much, so it seems that there is a sense of union between an old cadre and a young man, which is a bit nondescript.

Thinking of this, Xia Wan shook her head helplessly, with a smile on her lips, she walked down the stairs, "Morning, Mr. Li."

He greeted proactively, and Li Mochen raised his head when he heard the words, and nodded, "Morning."

The little cook Yang Fang stood there, and when she saw Xia Wan coming down, she forced out an ugly smile. Xia Wan raised her eyebrows, and felt that the cook's expression was weird, it didn't look like she was smiling sincerely. So he ignored her and just sat down.

Li Mochen, who had been reading the newspaper, didn't notice Yang Fang's strange appearance, nor did he notice the strange magnetic field between her and Xia Wan.

"How is Mr. Li thinking?" Xia Wan asked after taking a sip of milk with one hand.

Hearing this, Li Mochen closed the newspaper in his hand and put it aside. Just as he was about to eat, he glanced up and saw a milk mustache around Xia Wan's mouth. He didn't even notice the softer eyes, and handed over the tissue on hand to him. In the past, he smiled and said, "Wipe."

Xia Wan didn't understand what he was saying, but habitually took the tissue he handed over, and looked at him with wide eyes in doubt, "What?"

Before Li Mochen could speak, Yang Fang, the little cook next to her, took the initiative to grab the words, "Madam, please speak up."

Looking at Yang Fang's indescribable gaze, Xia Wan thought that she had just taken a sip of milk, maybe there was milk stains around her lips.

Embarrassed, he quickly wiped off the milk with paper and coughed lightly.

In order to prevent this awkward atmosphere from continuing, Xia Wan took the initiative to change the topic, "President Li, let's eat quickly, or we will be late if we don't go."