Henry saw Monique's big watery eyes looking for help.
Her dark eyes were fixed on her watery eyes.
His thin lips moved slightly. He didn't make a sound, but gave her one. "Come on!"
When Monique saw the figure sitting there, he was already at ease.
Moreover, she had an illusion that he seemed to be telling her to work hard.
She was completely feeling relaxed.
A sweet smile appeared on her clean face.
Today, she was wearing a white shirt and a short skirt.
Her thick short hair naturally fell on her face, and her hair was left behind her ear.
It was neat and energetic.
She calmly inserted the USB disk into the player.
Then she raised her beautiful little face and walked to the middle of the stage.
Her slender figure stood straight on the stage and calmly introduced her business plan to everyone.
Her bright eyes were like twinkling stars in the sky.
There was a glow of confidence on her, as if she was born to belong to such a stage.
She stood there and became the focus of everyone's attention.
She was in high spirits.
Under the encouragement of Henry's eyes, Monique regarded the people sitting below as Little Nomis one by one.
Her tone was light and sweet.
Especially when it came to games, she was like playing games with Little Nomi.
It was very lively.
The audience burst into laughter.
When she became so excited, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes were covered with a layer of mist.
She poured out her understanding of the Mid-Autumn Festival and her expectation for home.
Many of the people here left their homes behind their backs and fought to the death in this city.
With Monique's emotional voice, they also thought of their home and burst into tears.
The colleagues in the conference room couldn't help picking up their mobile phones and recording the moment when Monique was in excitement.
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