Maid’s Diary: Devil Master, Please Behave

With Gu Yuze in person, the signing of the GM and the US Ocean Trade Agreement was naturally a complete success. After the stock market rose sharply, the entire Ocean Group was in an extremely busy state of work. The headquarters employees basically settled three meals a day in the office.

The billowing profits require reasonable expenditure and management, new industries are gaining momentum, and the pressure of transformation of old industries is becoming increasingly urgent.

After Baishan finished handling the official business at hand, he turned around and took a pile of documents and rushed to the deputy general office.

He really couldn't understand that there was such an idler in the company, who couldn't beat, scold, cold, beat, scold, and be cold.

The door was not closed, Baishan pushed the door coldly and entered.

"Munan, you put this information today--" Baishan's words stuck in his throat, the marble-like carved face became stiff, and a cold flash flashed under his eyes.

The deputy general office is spacious, bright and luxurious. At a glance, Baishan saw two people on the soft white leather sofa. Munan was like a harmless cat, nestled in Gu Yuze’s arms...

A string of black lines fell on Baishan's forehead, broad daylight, and love affairs are all coming here, really taking his ocean group as a dating treasure?

"Vampire, why are you looking for me?" Mu Nan turned his head, two paws clasped Gu Yuze's arms, his eyes crossed Gu Yuze's shoulders, seeing the thick stack of documents in Bai Shan's hand, his brows frowned, "I don't want the ocean The group is bankrupt, don't show me the broken documents in your hand, Baishan, don't let me make big decisions."

Gu Yuze raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a warm voice: "No, you must learn the basic economic principles, and you will be useful in the future."

As the wife of the future president of GM Group, Munan cannot be an economic idiot.

"I'm not interested. I just want to sleep when I look at the fancy stock market and real estate." Munan shook his head and refused.

"From now on, I will teach you a little bit every day. Isn't it possible that you can't learn this little knowledge with your IQ?" Gu Yuze knocked on the side, deliberately guiding.

Munan still resisted: "I have other things to do now, and I will learn later. I won't be in a hurry for a while."

Baishan seemed to be ignored by the two close friends on the sofa. Standing by the door, watching Mu Nan sing with Gu Yuze with joy, Baishan almost became a cold statue.

The poor paper bag was slammed on the desk, Bai Shantou left without turning back, and said coldly: "This is the next public welfare ball of the group. You and the External Liaison Department will prepare for it. No mistakes are allowed."

Munan blinked his eyes: "Public welfare dance party?"

Before he had time to ask a few more questions, Baishan had already left with a cold air, leaving no dirt behind.

Munan fetched the thick document bag, and only turned a few pages through the planning, his mind was already muddled. Dense crowds of guests, on-site purchases, etiquette...

I have never eaten pigs and have seen pigs run. In the past, Munan followed Gu Yuze to many so-called dance parties. These luxurious and glittering activities always envelop the core of interests and marriage...

Eyeballs rolled around, and Munan kindly put the plan in Gu Yuze's hands, thought for two seconds, and asked crisply, "Brother Yuze, can you help me?"

With a weird and treacherous "Brother Yuze", he felt a sense of horror when he said it from Munan's mouth.

Gu Yuze got goosebumps all over, shaking his nerves, and almost threw the person in his arms.

"You, what do you call me?" Gu Yuze squinted, not sure that he would hear these four words from Mu Nan's mouth.

Munan has many ways of addressing Gu Yuze. Everyday he calls his full name [Gu Yuze], [surname Gu] or [devil] when he is angry, occasionally calls [Young Master] on a whim, and calls him when he is secretly scolded [Scum] [Asshole].

But it was the first time I heard Munan call him [Brother Yuze].

It felt like Gu Yuze heard one of the most terrifying ghost stories.

Munan grinned and said cheeky: "The girl Lu Shishi taught me that men like this name-it's not important. It is not worth my shrewd brain to organize the prom party. Thinking, you asked someone to help me deal with it, will it succeed?"

Gu Yuze always disdains such trivial things that occupy the time between the two. After a brief call, Director Wang Jing of the GM Group has become the chief planner of the dance.

"In the future, stay away from Baishan, it is not easy for him." Gu Yuze squeezed her finger, softly, and couldn't let go.

Bai Shan knew very well that he didn't look like that kind of affectionate person at all. This kind of indifferent personality is my domineering bystander, who actually came to him every few times, who knows what Bai Shan's heart is.

Mu Nan's Heiliang eyes looked at Gu Yuze, his eyes flicked slyly: "I ask a question, Baishan shouldn't he be afraid of death, right?"

"What do you ask this for?" Gu Yuze raised an eyebrow unhappy.

"I remember the first time I saw him before. There was a large group of underworld around him. Such people must have power in secret." Munan smiled slyly, "If you use him as an archery target, you will definitely not kill you."

Mo Lei was suspicious by nature. Instead of trembling every day for fear of revealing his flaws, he would take the initiative to provide Mo Lei with a suspect.

Baishan's fierce, harsh, arrogant and domineering "undercover" is the best choice to divert attention.

No matter how high Gu Yuze's IQ was, he couldn't understand Munan's weird words. Just by looking at her cute little eyes, she knew that she was thinking of tactics against some poor people.

"Don't worry, Baishan, who only pays attention to interests and groups, and has no emotions, has always been fate." Gu Yuze leaned forward, and his thin lips fell steadily.

The crystal clear floor-to-ceiling glass windows shed sunlight in the room.

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On the other hand, before Bai Shan returned to his office, his subordinates sent a message saying that the chief planner of the Ocean Group's charity ball was already served by Director Wang Jing.

auzw.com Baishan almost crushed the screen while holding the refined mobile phone.

There was a curse in my heart, Gu Yuze, you really have no spine! Sooner or later, he will die in the gentle village of Munan, this stinky boy!

He had a mental illness at the beginning, so he regarded this kind of people who valued **** and neglected careers as his lifelong enemies.

I was bored for a while, and my mind was full of ambiguous scenes of two people kissing on a white leather sofa. The two people clearly love each other deeply, and dog food is scattered all over the mountains.

Bai Shan turned around and walked to the nearest finance department to relax.

In the finance department, people come and go, and elite men and women in suits and leather shoes are busy, answering the phone constantly. These young and talented elites have a dedication and passion for work.

The boredom in Baishan's heart finally disappeared. Look, this is the state that a member of the company should have. Munan has nothing to do all day, and the corpse is a waste of his resources!

Baishan inspected for a few laps, and the employees of the finance department were all trembling, lest they might make mistakes in their work.

All employees know that their president, who always has an ice face, is by no means an easy master. A slight mistake will be magnified by Baishan's 24K titanium alloy eyes. Turning around is a dismissal letter.

Today the president looked very strange, with the words "No strangers entering, I am angry" written inside and out. There was a cloud over the finance department, and some people even secretly called Director Mo Lei who was out.

As a result, Baishan didn't say anything, stayed for ten minutes, and walked away.

Everyone:...

President Bai is very strange today.

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"Mr. Mo, this is how things happened. The president did nothing, so he came here to inspect a few times. The look in his eyes is like two ice **** in his eyes."

The little staff vividly portrayed the president's trip this afternoon, and he remembered clearly even Baishan walked a few steps and put a few farts.

Mo Lei nodded gently and handed the folder to the small employee: "I see, you take this document to the personnel department."

The staff left respectfully and closed the door for Mo Lei intimately.

The moment the door closed, the gentleness on Mo Lei's face suddenly disappeared, leaving an endless chill.

Sweeping around, the tables and chairs showed no signs of being moved.

He quickly walked to the book wall and took out the deepest book in the third row. The invisible monitor on the side of the book has been scrapped! Mo Lei took out the business vocabulary on the top of the book wall, and the small list in the cracks actually disappeared...

Someone sneaked into his office, broke his monitor, and stole a small list of his recent trips.

The finger held the gold wire glasses frame silently, the lens reflected the cold light, blocking the gloom of his eyes.

The Yankee mysteriously disappeared the day before yesterday, and now there are signs of theft in his office... It seems that the undercover agent has already dived deep into the ocean group.

"Which little boy will it be..." Mo Lei leaned against the wall of the book, with intricate consciousness in his mind, calmly thinking and reasoning:

This undercover agent, who is in the same group as him, is familiar with the internal structure of the group, and is an executive who has more leisure time.

This undercover agent, knowing his schedule, can be proficient in self-defense and combat skills, appeared in the finance department these two days, and grew tall.

This undercover...should be a man, how can any female soldier in the Chinese special forces be competent for this kind of undercover job? The highest part of the book wall is a certain distance from the ground, and only tall men can reach out to the book.

All the clues hovered in his mind. After a long time, the lens reflected cold light, and Mo Lei gradually came up with a person's name:

【White Mountain】

This Baishan grew up abroad, but there is no information about him studying abroad.

This Baishan, tall and cold, with sharp eyebrows, must have undergone special training, and he has come to the Finance Department very frequently recently.

"Is it really Baishan?" Mo Lei said to himself, the young master of the Bai family rarely appeared in front of the world, and very few people really knew him.

Maybe this Baishan is really a special undercover trained by the Chinese military.

He had always put his skepticism on Asians before, and rarely considered Europeans.

In the future, you need to be cautious. Once you find out that Baishan is an undercover agent, Mo Lei will never be merciless.

I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than miss one!

Mo Lei took out the encrypted phone and dialed a number: "It's me. Check me the information of Shenghua Baishan immediately. The more detailed the better."

Poor Baishan didn't realize that he was involved in a terrifying case.

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