Chapter 60 (2/2)

”Forget it, I'll make a call.” Xia Xinfei frowned. It seems that she can't go to the company today.

”Here! Cell phones. ” I don't know how Ouyang Mo'er does it. Xia Xinfei's voice has just fallen, but she has already got Xia Xinfei's mobile phone and handed it to her.

For her quick skill, Xia Xinfei seems to have been used to it. She takes it calmly. Her fingers are flying and a series of numbers are called out.

”Hello! Xinfei, how are you? Have you recovered from your cold? Why don't you come to work? ” As soon as the phone was connected, the voice of Mai Yueya came from the other end of the phone.

”It's almost as good as it is, but it's not completely complete. You turn on my computer, I'll tell you the password, and then you can help me print out the copy I wrote yesterday and give it to the editor in chief.” Fortunately, I wrote it yesterday afternoon, otherwise I would not be able to hand in the work today. As for the editor in chief there, she still sent her an email to ask for leave in the past. In this case, she did not worry that she would refuse.

”Well! I see. You're good at recuperation. Just send the password to me by SMS. ” Mai Yueya goes to Xia Xinfei's seat and turns on her computer. When she enters the document, she is indeed restricted by a password.

”OK, then I'll hang up.” Xia Xinfei hang up the phone, then quickly edit the text message, and quickly send it to Mai Yueya.

Ouyang Mo'er doesn't care about her either. She just looks at the skincare products on her dressing table. If she is interested, she picks it up and sniffs it. Seeing Xia Xinfei finish the phone call, she puts down the bottle in her hand and stares at her with a kind of perfect vision.”Why look at me like this.” Xia Xinfei walked aside, opened her laptop and began to knock out the leave slip.

”I wonder when you'll come downstairs with me to eat and then take the medicine.” Ouyang Mo'er thinks that Mu Zixuan has given her a very sad task. She is a playful person. How can she have a way to let Xia Xinfei recuperate?

”Wait a minute. Let me send out the leave slip.” Xia Xinfei deserves to be an editor. Typing is not as fast as usual.

”I'll give you five minutes. Hurry up, or you'll have to call.” Ouyang Mo'er said that the infinite lazy yawn, last night played a game for a night, felt just fell asleep, not long before he was picked up from the bed by his elder brother, so it's strange that he can be energetic.

”Don't worry! My place in your brother's heart is not so important. ” Xia Xinfei smiles and reads her leave note. She thinks it's OK to send it out.

”That's because you look down on yourself.” On this point, Ouyang Mo'er has a different idea. When has he seen his elder brother so concerned about a woman.

”You go down first! I'll freshen myself, change my clothes and go down Xia Xinfei closed her laptop, picked up the card and put her hair on the tray. Regardless of whether Ouyang Mo'er had left or not, she went straight into the bathroom.

”Then hurry up. I'll wait for you to have breakfast.” Ouyang Mo'er stretched out and really wanted to go back to his big soft bed and have a good sleep, instead of acting as the microphone of his eldest brother.

”I see. Are you bored?” It may be because they grew up together, so their feelings are good enough to make fun of each other and not easily get angry with each other.