Female Supporting Strategy [Quick Transmigration]

President Mu's apparent appointment time with Mu Zi is one hour.In fact, she told the secretary in advance that the schedule after this hour is not important.If the little girl wants to spend more time with herself, it's not that she can't be with each other.

It can be said that the wind and clouds are like wind and clouds, and the two of them quickly finished this very satisfying meal.

Mr. Mu obediently passed a piece of paper to Mu Zi, and he held the paper and wiped the corner of his mouth reservedly. By the way, he lowered his head to take a look. Under her deliberate maintenance, the corner of his mouth was not stained with oil.Moreover, the lipstick specially selected today has not faded, thanks to my homework in advance.

The little girl in front of her was obviously not that particular.High school girls don't have so many opportunities to dress up. They don't wear makeup on their fair little faces, but because of spicy food, their lips are red and their faces are rosy, which looks extra delicious.

Mr. Mu: "How is it? Did you enjoy your meal?"

Mu Zi wiped her mouth with a smile, and put the tissue aside: "It's delicious! I haven't eaten such authentic Hunan cuisine for a long time!" After speaking, he took a big gulp of the milk next to him.

Mr. Mu: "As long as you like it, ahem." I can still bring you to eat next time.

Seeing the little girl concentrating on drinking milk with a straw in her mouth, instead of talking to him, Mr. Mu sighed in his heart, and took the initiative to raise the topic for the shy little girl: "How many days are left for the final exam?"

Mu Zi: "...There are still ten days."

Mr. Mu asked with concern: "How is your review going?"

Mu Zi: "Very good, absolutely no problem."

Mr. Mu said: "That's good, but we still have to be careful. When I was in high school, every time before the exam..."

Mrs. Mu found what she thought was a "topic breakthrough point", and began to eloquently impart relevant learning experience and chicken soup.

Mu Zi: "..."

She bit the straw of Wangzai's milk, feeling a little dazed.What happened to my former self?

These experiences are indeed dry goods, and they are indeed useful... But the question is, when did I experience these things at that time?Why burn the night before the exam?Hiding from the dormitory teacher?

She is obviously living in a rented house and studying with the school, okay?And when did she need to burn the night to review for the exam?

Mu Zi raised her eyes, looking at Mr. Mu who was in the excitement of imparting experience, and didn't know what to say... Well, maybe in Mr. Mu's eyes, the current self needs these things, and will respond to them. Interested in something?

Could it be that he is really getting old?I can't keep up with my previous self's interests and topics, and I don't even know what she is going to do in this chat.

Mu Zi bit the straw as quietly as a chicken and listened to Mr. Mu's more than 20 minutes of learning experience, the content was comparable to a speech.After Mr. Mu finished speaking, he picked up the milk and took a sip, then looked at Mu Zi expectantly, and asked, "Well, after hearing this, do you have any feelings about the final exam?"

Mu Zi smiled perfunctorily: "Yes, thank you, Mr. Mu."

Mr. Mu is very reserved: "It's okay, it's just a matter of raising your hands... There is still a lot to teach you. If you want to know more, please feel free to ask me."

Mu Zi: "Okay, okay."

Mr. Mu nodded, without saying anything more, quietly sucked two mouthfuls of Wangzai's milk, and moved gracefully as if he was attending a high-level reception.

Mu Zi opened the small door of the private room, and asked the waiter next to him to come in to clean up the table and serve a pot of tea.

After the waiter cleaned up everything on the table, closed the small door of the private room, and the room returned to tranquility, Mr. Mu remembered today's topic.

She took out the relevant content of the planning case from the briefcase next to her.After giving her own WeChat ID and sending the information of the restaurant to Mu Zi, Mu Zi sent the official draft to Mr. Mu.

Mr. Mu did not show the plan to his secretary, but printed it out directly. During non-working hours, he read it carefully, and made a lot of comments and improvement ideas, marker pens and sticky notes of different colors The paper is particularly careful in the five or six page planning case.

Seeing this stack of papers, Mu Zi was also taken aback: "Wow."

Mr. Mu spread out the plan on the table: "There are some details, I want to confirm with you..." She paused, met the bright eyes of the little girl in front of her, she was slightly distracted, and almost couldn't hold back, Started to praise people again.

No, you have to be steady, and you can't lose your mind when talking about business.

After all, Boss Mu still recalled the embarrassing scenes when she and Mu Zi chatted with each other a few times ago.Sometimes, when she should be talking about business, she is dazzled by the beauty of the little girl, and she doesn't work seriously at all.

Sitting face to face now, talking about business at such a close distance, if something goes wrong again, maybe the little girl's impression of herself will change.

Thinking of this, Mr. Mu paused every time he turned over the plan.

The table in the private room of the Hunan Cuisine Restaurant is very large, pure wood and thick, with a warm yellow vine chandelier hanging in the middle. The little girl is sitting opposite, holding her Wangzai milk. She has to lean slightly to see it. To my own plan.

In order to facilitate communication...

Mr. Mu suggested nonchalantly: "Why don't you sit next to me? Otherwise, I'm afraid you might not be able to see what I have here."

Mu Zi: "Ah, yes."

The little girl seemed to have not thought about it that much, and seemed to have been waiting for this moment for a long time and was extremely impatient. She moved over from the opposite side with her schoolbag in her arms, sat next to Mr. Mu, and looked at the plan with her head tilted.

Mr. Mu: "...Ahem, look here."

She focused desperately, and began to talk about her thoughts on the plan that she had studied for a long time yesterday.

While listening to Mr. Mu, Mu Zi gave his own explanations from time to time. If the explanations were reasonable, Mr. Mu would turn his pen around and revise the thoughts in the comments. If the explanations were not reasonable, Mr. Mu would turn around Come, try to explain the loopholes to the little girl.

After going back and forth like this, after reading through the thin five or six pages of the plan, the two of them were already very close.

Mr. Mu put his right hand on the table to facilitate writing, and Mu Zi sat on her right hand. In order to better read the content of the plan, he even raised his neck, as if resting his head on Mr. Mu's arm. On the sofa next to Mr. Mu's legs.

Mr. Mu stamped the document, and when he realized this posture, his whole body became stiff and he didn't know how to move.

Wh, when did this little girl approach her so boldly, still so close? !

She must be holding the idea that she can inadvertently kiss her just by turning her head!How can this be?The little girl is still so young, do you know how to cherish yourself?How could the first kiss be such a perfunctory misunderstanding?

If you want to prepare it by yourself, it must be at least a romantic night of candlelight dinner. Two people eat Western food under the dim and uncertain candlelight, and the vinyl record player is playing piano music from the last century not far away. , Putting down the knife and fork, the two of them hugged each other and danced together in the middle of the restaurant, then he lowered his head naturally, and put a soft kiss on the little girl's lips...

No matter how bad it is, it should be a night with atmosphere. The two of them stood by the lake together and watched the fireworks not far away. Under the gorgeous sky with thousands of fireworks in full bloom, she and the little girl looked at each other and smiled. They couldn't help themselves, so they embraced and kissed together against this beautiful background.

How, how could they kiss each other just because of an inadvertent gesture in such a Hunan restaurant without any sentimentality?

This is too perfunctory, how can the first kiss be solved like this?No matter how much you like yourself, you can't do this.

Mr. Mu thought about it so slowly, and hated iron for being weak in his heart.Just after eating, the two of them must have the taste of chili fried pork in their mouths. How can this leave a good experience for the first time?

Mu Zi watched helplessly for no reason, and the ears of the President in front of him turned red inch by inch.

She looked confused: "Mr. Mu, you..."

Boss Mu was startled suddenly, turned around and said in a pretentiously vicious tone, "Every girl..."

In the middle of the speech, Mr. Mu still opened his mouth and didn't finish the second half of the sentence he wanted to say, when his lips bumped into another soft warmth.

"..." Mu Zi was also about to speak, his lips were parted, he was not ready for anything, his eyes widened, and his lips were connected with Mrs Mu who was equally astonished, and no one moved his eyes wide and small.

Mr. Mu: "..."

Yes, it is the sweetness of Wangzai milk.

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Having dinner at a relative's house, the next chapter will probably be in the evening!