C47

On Monday, Mo Nuan officially went to work at the EM. The director was a short man with a gentle smile, looking very easy-going. As it was the end of the year, and she had a lot of experience in working in an office, she was directly assigned to a project team.

"Miss Mo, I have seen your previous professional experience. You are a very good auditor, I believe you will not disappoint me."

"Thank you, Director."

After seeing the director, the personnel department person brought Mo Nuan directly to the project manager, who was her direct leader.

It was a woman in her forties, dressed in a black suit that did not conceal her fiery figure, and despite the heavy makeup it did not conceal the dark circles and fine lines under her eyes. On her desk was a thick stack of papers, scribbling with a pen, and she glanced up at her when she came in.

For some reason, even though she was smiling, Mo Nuan still felt the enmity behind her smile.

He continued to look at the things in her hands and communicated with her, "Miss Mo, I know you have previous experience in the business and you are also a registered accountant with a right to sign on. But since you have joined my group, you have to listen to my commands, this is my side of the rules."

Mo Nuan nodded, "I know." From the moment she was prepared to go to A City to redevelop, she had already mentally prepared for this.

"Our project team is mainly responsible for auditing the financial reports of the Falling Autumn Group. Everyone in the project team has completed their division of labor, and the most urgent matter at hand right now is to send a letter personally to the major banks. Due to the urgency of the time, we have a first draft of the audit report this month, and we hope that you can complete all the documents within these two days and give me a detailed report as well."

Mo Nuan looked at the thick pile of confirmation letters in front of him, and slightly frowned his brows, but still accepted the mission, "Alright, Manager Sun, I will do my best to complete the mission."

The brush in Sun Xue's hands stopped, he looked up and glanced at Mo Nuan, then said in a deep voice, "I think Miss Mo didn't hear what I said clearly, what I want is to ensure that you can complete the mission, not try to do it. If the time of the report is affected, can you take on this responsibility?"

"Understood, Manager Sun."

"Then start your work. There are other colleagues who will tell you in detail that your desk is in the second room on the left from the door."

Mo Nuan carried a pile of verification letters and turned to leave Sun Xue's office. Just as she sat down, her colleagues surrounded her and introduced themselves, they were all more friendly than she had imagined.

"What did the manager give you?"

Mo Nuan pointed to the verification letter on the table, "This is it."

Everyone looked at each other, unsure of what to say. Everyone knew that the workload was too much, and it wasn't something that could be accomplished by one person. At this moment, an elderly man said, "Little Mo, don't argue with a woman who has menopause. She has always been a workaholic."

"She's not in menopause. I heard her husband is cheating, and they are talking about a divorce. The man wants the rights to raise the child, but she doesn't agree. The two are already in court, and are probably upset, so they grabbed the newlyweds and tormented them." The one who spoke was a young girl who had just turned twenty years old, Ji Minjia.

"Little Ji, don't speak nonsense like that. If it reaches the ears of the female demon, you will feel better."

Ji Minjia did not think much of it and twisted her waist, lowering her voice: "This news is true, I have a relative in the court who told me."

"..."

Mo Nuan did not interrupt her since the beginning. She was no longer a little girl who had just graduated from society, and could casually criticize her own boss. Her heart was filled with complex emotions, and no one was able to see through her.

When everyone saw that the person in question did not say anything, they too dispersed and began their own work.

Mo Nuan roughly organized the information in his possession, and planned out a set of plans that would save him the most time. He then started to run towards the various large banks, and didn't even eat lunch.

On the sofa was Lu Chen's suit jacket and documents bag. Following the fragrance, he walked to the kitchen and saw Lu Chen wearing a white shirt with a pair of dark blue pants, his sleeves slightly rolled up, at the moment he was stir-frying something, he looked like a cook at home. Lu Chen was wearing a white shirt.

This was the second time she saw Lu Chen cook, and her actions were still as graceful as ever. The corner of Mo Nuan's mouth curved up into a smile, and the sullen feeling she had during the day at the office just disappeared.

Thinking about it, she was really lucky to be able to get the CEO of a multinational company to personally cook food for her.

When Lu Chen heard the footsteps, he turned and saw Mo Nuan standing at the door. He was still smiling, and his mood immediately became better, and he said gently: "Go wash my hands, it's almost time to start eating."

Mo Nuan nodded, "Alright."

After Mo Nuan finished washing his hands, he took the stewed radish with pork ribs, chilli chicken and wooden ear meat onto the table. In the end, Lu Chen brought out a plate of stir-fried rape and looked at the dishes on the table.

"Don't just focus on watching. We can start eating now."

Mo Nuan smiled, then scooped two bowls of rice, handed one bowl to Lu Chen, and handed another bowl to himself, "My clan's Mr. Lu has worked hard." It was unknown if it was because of his influence, but she had already gotten used to calling him Mr. Lu or Mrs. Lu.

My house, these words were obviously very enjoyable to hear from Lu Chen, "Since you know you've worked hard for me, then eat more."

"Definitely." Mo Nuan answered, but suddenly he remembered the doctor's warning, his expression became serious, and he moved the spicy chicken on the table closer to his table, "Don't forget, you cannot eat spicy chicken, you cannot eat spicy chicken."

Lu Chen looked at her little movements and smiled, "I made these for you. I don't like spicy dishes."

"Thank you."

"We are husband and wife. Don't let me hear the word 'thank you' ever again."

"Got it, Mr. Lu, I'm hungry, I'm begging you to start the meal." It seemed a bit wordy.

Mo Nuan was really hungry, and ate two bowls of food in an instant. When he put down the bowl, he realized that Lu Chen had already finished eating, and had only eaten the bowl that she was holding, and most of the food on the table had entered her stomach. Embarrassed, he asked: "Your appetite has always been so little? Or is the stomach still not feeling well? "

Lu Chen smiled as he explained, "My stomach has already recovered, it's because I always eat less."