He Is Warmer Than Time

She didn't want it. She just wanted to sit in the office and only want to deal with elites in the society. She also wanted to climb up and climb to the vice yard to be a secretary.

If she was sent out, where would she have the opportunity to build relationships with the people in the prosecutor's office, and where could she go up?

She said anxiously: "But the section chief, I...I just joined the prosecutor's office, and I don't understand many procedures yet. I still want to stay in the courtyard to learn more."

Section Chief Mao glanced at her: "Going out and getting in touch with people outside will be more conducive to your growth and you will learn more. I value you. Don't live up to my expectations of you. We were in Tang Vice Hospital back then. It also started from running on the spot, don’t you know if you don’t want to be high-handed and low-handed?"

Mu Qin had to argue about something more, and Section Chief Mao said coldly, "Okay, you can go out. Starting tomorrow, go to the Yuxin construction site in the south of the city. There was a migrant worker who fell from the scaffolding two days ago. Now, if you want to sue Yuxin Construction, you should investigate more..."

Mu Qin secretly gritted her teeth, it must be Mu Mian who said something in front of the vice yard, and the vice yard would transfer her outside to contact those vulgar peasant workers with a single word. If this is spread out, if it is known by her neighbors. Yes, they will definitely speak ill of her behind her back.

She worked hard to get admitted to the University of Political Science and Law, and worked so hard to squeeze so many people into the prosecutor's office, not to get in touch with the migrant workers. She wanted to do a high-level job, and she wanted to get ahead.

But now, she is getting more and more free and lacking, and she feels more and more that she is crushed by Mu Mian.

She walked out of Chief Mao's office with hatred, and returned to the large office with sullen eyes.

Nothing goes well, Mu Mian is really damn!

Muqin tidied up, then took it out of the prosecutor's office.

As an intern like her, it is impossible for the procuratorate's car to take her off the scene. She can only take a bus to the construction site, Mu Qin's face is gloomy and terrible.

Her mind turned back and forth, and her eyes suddenly lit up. Instead of going directly to the construction site, she went to Ye Cheng's small company.

She never came to see Ye Cheng. She studied a third-rate undergraduate and barely got an undergraduate degree. During her schooling, she also had various kinds of errands, often dropped out of subjects, and was almost expelled from the school.

At this moment, I was tossing about opening a foreign trade company, saying that I had invested a lot of money. I don't know if I will lose a lot of money.

She went to Ye Cheng’s small foreign trade company. It was a very old building. After going up the narrow stairs, she knocked on the door. Ye Cheng came over to open the door. Mu Qin glanced at the small office disgustingly. A man is smoking.

Ye Cheng glanced at her lightly, "Is there something wrong?"

Mu Qin said lukewarmly: "Your Mianmian recently had a fierce fight with the vice president of the procuratorate, do you know?"

Ye Cheng's mouth was cold. He was busy starting a business recently, and he was spinning day and night, and he really neglected Mu Mian.

He said with a gloomy expression: "Who is your vice courtyard?"

"Tang Ji'an, the second son of Congressman Tang Qingru."

Ye Cheng suddenly remembered that Mu Mian had borrowed money from him to repay Tang Ji'an, and later told him that he didn't need the money.

He dared not think about it.

Is there any development between Mu Mian and Tang Ji'an?

Muqin raised his eyebrows: "Go to the prosecutor's office to pick up your cotton when you have time. If you don't be more diligent, your cotton will be robbed."