its 048: promotion

Mu Shan is back.

Gong Ping just sat at his desk for an hour and got the news. The news came from Manager Lin. This guy came to Gong Ping with a hippie smile and pretended to be kind, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Are you busy?"

"Yes." Gong Ping looked up and smiled at him, "There are a few forms to deal with."

"It's boring to make these watches all day long. Why don't you change to another job? Manager Lin asked with a smile, "What kind of content do you like?"

Gong Ping was stunned and then smiled: "No, I have been doing this since I joined the company. I am familiar with it and used to it. If I change to another job, I will be at a loss."

"Well, that's good." Manager Lin smiled and then said, "The president is back. I'll call you over. Let go of the work at hand, why don't I find someone else to do it for you first?

"Isn't that good?" Gong Ping pretended to hesitate.

"Who is that, come on." Manager Lin's smile was immediately put away when talking to others. He waved to the distance. After a while, the woman with gold-rimmed glasses ran over and said, "What's the matter, Manager Lin?"

"Gong Ping has other things to do. You can help him with the work he has." Manager Lin pointed to Gong Ping's computer and said.

"What?" The expression of the woman with gold-rimmed glasses immediately changed.

"What, can't you even get some electronic reports?" Manager Lin's face darkened.

"No." The woman with gold-rimmed glasses smiled and shook her head repeatedly, "Don't worry, I will definitely get these watches for Gong Ping."

"Then do it quickly." Manager Lin nodded, and then smiled at Gong Ping: "Then go quickly. Don't let the president wait."

Gong Ping nodded and got up and left his seat. The woman with gold-rimmed glasses hummed angrily and did not dare to let Manager Lin sit down.

Leaving the sales department, Gong Ping couldn't help shaking his head and sighing. At the beginning, it was always the woman with gold-rimmed glasses who pushed the job to him. In the past, he could not imagine that he would "slave" the woman with gold-rimmed glasses one day.

When she came to the secretary's room outside the president's office, Wen Yating raised her head and said hello to him, "Come on, my celebrity."

"What a celebrity." Gong Ping smiled. Wen Yating raised her eyebrows and smiled at the corners of her mouth: "Why aren't you a big celebrity? You see, both the president and the president's wife regard you as a treasure.

"Here, it's better not to mention Ms. Huang." Gong Ping whispered, "Be careful not to be heard by someone."

Wen Yating stuck out her tongue: "It's my careless. Go in and wait for you. He said he was tired on the journey and asked you to help him relax.

"I guess that's the kind of thing." Gong Ping smiled, knocked on the door and entered the president's office.

Mu Shan was standing at his desk, slowly moving his body. Seeing Gong Ping coming in, he smiled and said, "How have you been recently?"

"It's still the same as before." Gong Ping nodded restrainedly, "President, you are looking for me. What's the matter?"

"I'm too tired from this business trip." As Mu Shan said, he motioned Gong Ping to follow him to the small bedroom, and then lay down. "Although I also tried to massage, those massage ladies... Forget it, they are not massage at all, they are completely flirting. What I need is treatment. Alas, I'm old."

"Actually, you are still very strong." Gong Ping said while doing a simple relaxing massage for him, "The business trip itself is quite a tiring job, and even young people may not be able to stand it. It's good for you."

"Well, it's still your technique." As Mu Shan said, he closed his eyes. Gong Ping, tell Wen Yating later that he will get you a desk in the secretary's room outside and put it with hers.

"You...what do you mean?" Gong Ping pretended to be surprised and asked.

Mu Shan smiled and said, "You are talented and down-to-earth. Any boss will like subordinates like you. From today on, you will be my second secretary.

"This...thank you, Mr. Mu!" Gong Ping pretended to be excited and pressed harder.

"Nothing, in fact, I have had this idea for a long time, but there are too many things to do, and I'm busy..." Mu Shan said a word without saying a word. Unconsciously, he fell asleep under Gong Ping's superb massage. Gong Ping called him twice. Seeing that there was no response, he helped him cover the quilt as usual.

With a complicated mood, Gong Ping stared at Mu Shan, and the huge doom monster slowly appeared in front of him.

"It seems to be a little bigger." Yun said next to him. Gong Ping nodded, inadvertently looked up at Yun, and was immediately shocked!

At this moment, the appearance is changing, just like a movie stunt shot, from the original appearance to another look!

"What's the matter?" Seeing Gong Ping looking at him like this, he was shocked. Gong Ping looked around, found a mirror, and immediately pointed to the mirror.

Luck flew over in a hurry. As soon as he looked at the mirror, he exclaimed, "Oh, my God, this... Isn't this Huang Jing? How could I become her?"

In the mirror, there is still the white figure, but the shape of this figure has completely turned into another person. The man has natural curly hair, a slim figure, a slightly old face, and a pair of big breasts. That's not someone else. It is Mu Shan's wife Huang Jing, the maker of Mu Shan's bad luck.

"I understand..." Gong Ping whispered, and an idea came out of his mind. His eyes flashed with excitement, and he couldn't help but be excited by this idea. I finally understand the meaning of evolution!"

"Gong Ping, do you know what's going on?" Yunfei came back and asked Gong Ping nervously. At this moment, it returned to its original appearance. Gong Ping nodded gently and didn't say anything. He just looked at Mu Shan.

Looking at Mu Shan in his sleep, Gong Ping's expression couldn't help but change a little. Yun saw it next to him and understood that he was enduring.

"All the conditions are met. What are you waiting for?" Yun put aside his doubts about himself for the time being and asked Gong Ping puzzledly, "You can break down his bad luck now, and then go to Huang Jing to get the murderous heart. Tomorrow, at most tomorrow, you can let this guy die. Then it's all over."

Gong Ping looked at Mu Shan, shook his head slowly after a long time, and slowly retreated. After closing the door of the small bedroom tightly, he walked out and whispered, "You can't let him die so simply."

"What do you want?" I'm a little surprised.

"I want him to experience despair and pain." Gong Ping said fiercely in his lowest voice, "Let him experience humiliation and helplessness. Then I will kill him. This is what he deserves."

"What do you want to do?"

"I don't have to think about it." The cold light flashed in Gong Ping's eyes, "Hasn't Huang Jing and Wen Yating already joined hands? I'm looking forward to seeing the power of their cooperation and what kind of misfortune they can bring to Mu Shan.

"It's pretty fast." When Wen Yating saw him coming out, she smiled and joked, "I thought I would always toss you for an hour or two with Mr. Mu's physical strength."

Gong Ping shook his head and smiled, "You know how to make fun of me. Well, I'll let you play tricks enough. Now I'll move here and let you play tricks every day.

"What?" Wen Yating was shocked: "Lao Mu..."

"I was promoted to the second secretary of the president." Gong Ping looked at Wen Yating, "I'm really sorry. I said I wouldn't have a conflict of interest with you, but I didn't expect that there would be a conflict in the end. But I don't think you care, do you?"

"Of course not." Wen Yating sighed for a long time, "In fact, this can be expected - you are so capable and call for wind and rain, and it is normal to be a president's secretary. However, do you have any regrets now? Also, you won't end up betraying me and... a lady, will you?"

"Just kidding." Gong Ping smiled and said, "We are connected. I ran to Mu Shan to make a small report. Turn around and say 'It's Gong Ping who tied us' in front of him, then I have to die with you. With her relationship with Mu Shan, I'm afraid that she won't be affected at all. The most unfortunate thing is me and you. I'm afraid that you will suddenly defect and tell Mu Shan that you went to be an undercover agent for a lady and me.

"This suggestion is worth considering." Wen Yating nodded thoughtfully, with a serious, modest and cautious expression.

"Hey, don't make such a joke." Gong Ping smiled bitterly, "Although I know you won't do this, because it's not good for you at all, it's still scary to say so."

"You are quite good at acting." Yun muttered, "It's a good idea to give the other party the feeling that she restricts you, not you restrict her, and make her think that the initiative is in her own hands."

"Well, it scares you." Wen Yating smiled proudly, "So, Secretary Gong, what kind of desk do you want? Also, what kind of office supplies do you need?

"Don't be kidding." Gong Ping scratched his cheek awkwardly. "You know this better than me. Please call the logistics department."

"Okay, don't worry." Wen Yating smiled.

Leaving the secretary's room and walking in the uninhabited corridor, Yun finally couldn't help floating in front of the palace plane and asked anxiously, "You just said you understood, so tell me what my change just now means?"

"Who made Mushan's doom?" Gong Ping asked in a low voice.

"What's there to ask, of course..." He muttered impatiently and suddenly stopped halfway. After being stunned for a while, he said, "What do you mean... Oh, my God, shouldn't that power evolution be..."

"Do you remember that time?" Gong Ping looked around cautiously and whispered, "After seeing Dong Shao."

"Remember." Yun nodded, "At that time, we were all a little lost, because we found that our ability was limited. Although we could catch each other's bad luck, we couldn't know who the murderous intention was."

"At that time, I thought that if only we could get the power to see who the doom maker is." Gong Ping said.

"I thought so too."

"Now, this fantasy has come true!" There was a cold light in Gong Ping's eyes, and in his deep eyes, there was self-confidence burning.