My iceberg smiled

Chapter 922
That's all, even though he can't watch his own son turn over that bastard with his own eyes, Wei Wei is a little bit unwilling.

But knowing that Chen'er's plan for this trip was actually trying to show him off in disguise, Han Ruojiang felt a little more at ease.

He stayed in Longjing Apartment and kept it, and took care of Dean Qi by the way.

If Dean Qi was really the only one left in this room, he wouldn't be at ease.

……

at that time.

Under the Han's Group building.

Han Mochen didn't shy away from everyone's gaze, and walked straight into the building.

The downstairs of the group has already been surrounded by reporters and media.

When they saw this young man with extraordinary temperament and dark eyebrows passing by, they were all shocked by the other party's aura.

People with discerning eyes have already recognized Han Mochen's identity.

Can't help asking directly: "Is Young Master Han here to clean up the mess for his cousin this time?"

"Can Han's enterprise rise again at this level?"

"Does Young Master Han regret luring wolves into the house and letting the disciples of the Pond family steal the property?"

"Young Master Han! Where have you been since you disappeared for six years? Is it because you were cornered? Say something!"

Han Mochen originally walked through the door, but suddenly turned around at this moment, his deep eyes were filled with a thousand years of ice, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up.

She raised her lips and said arrogantly: "I hired a nanny to help look after the house, and suddenly found that it is not as good as a dog. I lent the nanny to play with the house for six years, and I want to take it back."

The meaning contained in these words is really intriguing.

Who is the babysitter?Apart from Han Ruohe, there is no one else.

Han Mochen said between the lines that he just let Han Ruohe play with the company for a few years, and directly scolded him for being inferior to a dog.

The role played by Han Mochen is nothing more than a hands-off shopkeeper who doesn't want to manage money.

When the interest comes, take the company back, it's that simple.

And the top executive who was treated as a babysitter was nothing at all.

The imagination of the reporters is unlimited, and the media's ability to polish is also extraordinary. According to the words of the young master of the Han family, there are countless articles that can be written, and it is no problem to guarantee a minimum of [-] words for each article.

Han Mochen, who suddenly reappeared in the Longjing business circle, was really like a stone thrown into the lake, instantly stirring up thousands of waves.

Ignoring the frenzied shots of the flashing lights behind him, Han Mochen walked leisurely into the elevator room.

Fang Ci stands on the side.

Finally, at the moment when the elevator door closed, I couldn't help laughing out loud.

With a poof, the saliva almost spewed out.

"Mo Chen, aren't you pretending a little too much?"

Han Mochen raised his eyebrows slightly, cast a sidelong glance at Fang Ci, and remained silent.

"However, the effect has really been achieved. I'm not afraid that things will become big, but I'm afraid that things won't be big. It was pretty cool just now, Mo Chen."

Fang Ci laughed happily for a long time, and the elevator walked for a long time.

When we reached the top floor, there was a "ding" sound.

There are four sets of elevator cars in this elevator room, and the elevator opposite Ye Ju and Ye Jin'er just arrived.

The police were in control of Han Ziyan. Fu Qin was now able to walk normally. Under Fang Ci's recuperation, his body recovered very well. He followed Ye Ju and received the direct protection of the police.

The door of the last elevator opened, and it was Zhuo Qiu who came a little late.

He hadn't slept well for days, his eyes were bloodshot, and he had stubble growing on his chin.

Originally, he was still looking for someone, but after learning that the plan was ahead of schedule, he came directly to join the young master and the others.

He couldn't wait to see that man now, and he wanted to ask him face to face, what happened to Anan.

"Young Master." Calling out, Zhuo Qiu strode towards Han Mochen's other side.

(End of this chapter)