Bab 342: Rat Poop

Fu Wen frowned. He did not know what President Mo was thinking. If Madam wanted to participate in the talent show, she had to clean up these rat poop! If Madam saw these things every day, it would be strange if Madam's mood was good. Every day Madam was in a bad mood, President Mo would not be able to get into bed. This was really… As his personal assistant, he was anxious to death!

"Where is he? Why didn't I see him?"

"I saw him. The person who just left was dressed especially well and looked very handsome. Could it be Mo Ting himself? " A student pointed in the direction where Fu Wen had left.

Bai Yurou's heart tightened and her legs went weak. After thinking about it for a moment, she realized that it was impossible. Mo Ting was so busy with work, how could he appear in a place like this? She never thought she did not even know Mo Ting.

Bai Yurou had no choice but to stop a staff member.