Prosperity in the prosperous world: Suo Huanmeng's wife is going to flee

Chapter 8
His original goal was very simple, but he managed it to such a scale unconsciously... Maybe it was in his own heart, only in this way could he be considered worthy of her!
Mo Qian smiled helplessly... stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the box, only one light was turned on in the room, and the dim environment made him feel slightly calmed down!
As soon as he sat down, the manager hurried over...

"Young Master Mo, you are here..."

Mo Qian glanced at him, just asked him to bring the wine, and then let him go out...

After a while, the manager brought the wine respectfully, and stepped back carefully...

Mo Qian was in this dim room, drinking himself one cup after another... thinking about every bit of her with her over and over again in his mind!
The wine was delivered bottle by bottle, and the manager outside was sweating profusely. Others didn't know, but he knew that the owner of their shop was sitting inside. How to explain?

The more the manager thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, so he risked being scolded to death, and called Cheng Cheng, the manager of the store!
Four or 10 minutes later, he rushed over with an anxious face, knocked on the door of the box, and saw that the floor was full of vodka bottles, and his boss was sitting on the sofa, with messy hair and a tie. Open, the eyes that are always clear have been stained with confusion at this time...

But the hand was able to pour the wine into the glass steadily, and then accurately found his mouth, and poured it down... Repeat this action!
At this moment, Cheng Cheng could no longer care about the relationship between his superiors and his subordinates, and grabbed the wine glass and bottle from his hand!

Mo Qian frowned... Finally, he made another move, looked up at Cheng, reached out and pinched his brow: "Why are you here?"

"Mo Shao, you rarely drink so much!" Cheng Cheng's voice was serious, as if he was reporting work!
On the contrary, it was this kind of voice that made Mo Qian grasp a trace of clarity in his chaotic mind... Alcohol is really not a good thing!
Since she saw him coming home after drinking too much that day, and said that he didn't like him smelling of alcohol, he seldom drank so much. Although there are still many daily entertainments that cannot be avoided, he has tried his best to avoid them. Today... ...What the hell is messing with his mind?
Mo Qian stood up from the sofa unsteadily, and the process beside him grabbed him before he fell down...

"Mo Shao, shall I take you home?" Cheng Cheng's voice was still warm, but his eyes showed deep concern...

Mo Qian waved his hand: "Take me to the hotel, I'm not going home today..."

Cheng frowned, and finally helped him leave here without saying a word... According to his request, he opened a room for him to rest in the hotel!
Early the next morning... When Mo Qian arrived at the company, he received a call from his mother. As soon as he finished comforting him, Yao Muhan hurried in and even forgot to knock on the door!
Mo Qian frowned: "Assistant Yao, you forgot to knock on the door..."

"Mr. Mo, now is not the time to talk about these things, look..." Yao Muhan eagerly handed Mo Qian a newspaper, Mo Qian glanced at Yao Muhan, took the newspaper...

On the newspaper, "President of Shengyi Media has a late-night tryst with a mysterious man" almost occupied an entire page, and there was a photo of him hanging shoulder to shoulder with a man at the bottom. it hurts...

Throwing the newspaper on the table... Leaning back into the chair, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his head: "Mu Han, you go and inform the PR department, and suppress this matter for the time being, and the relationship between History and me cannot be exposed!"

Yao Muhan watched his boss calmly finish these words with a horrified face, hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't hold back his strong curiosity: "Mr. Mo...you just said——your relationship?"

Although his mind is still in a state of chaos... But since he has been dealing with this problem for the past two days, he quickly realized what his special assistant was surprised by...

Mo Qian looked at Yao Muhan with some resentment: "Of course it's not the kind of relationship you mentioned. What do you think? I'm talking about Cheng Cheng being the boss of the bar on the surface, and I'm the boss behind the scenes. Our relationship cannot Let others know! I explain it this way, do you understand?"

Yao Muhan rubbed his nose in embarrassment... just now he was definitely led astray by the newspapers, not made up by himself, definitely not...

"Mr. Mo, I'm sorry, I just had a short-circuit in my brain just now, I'll do it right away, I'll do it right away!" After Yao Muhan finished speaking, he slipped out of the office like a rabbit...

Mo Qian looked helplessly at the closed door with a sound of "touch!", rubbed his forehead, leaned back into the chair again, and closed his eyes...

After a while... the private phone on the table rang, Mo Qian frowned and didn't move with his eyes closed all the time, but it didn't help, the phone on the table rang persistently!

Mo Qian opened his eyes irritably... Pick it up and pick it up: "Hey..."

The voice was slightly hoarse, and the person on the other end of the phone was taken aback for a moment, obviously feeling the impatience in Mo Qian's tone...

"Qian'er... You just promised me yesterday, right? What's going on?" Mo Yao's angry voice resounded like the sky, completely ignoring the emotion in his son's tone... And this questioning The tone is obviously very old, obviously saying - I am your father, how dare you have a temper with me?
Mo Qian twitched the corners of his mouth helplessly, straightened his sitting posture, and cleared his throat: "Dad, I'm already busy enough, can you stop making trouble? Didn't I already promise you? Your promise, even if you go back on it, I won’t go back on it! I drank too much yesterday, and I didn’t want to go back and disturb your rest, so my friend sent me to the hotel. I didn’t expect to be photographed, and I’m also to blame. I’ve shown my face a lot recently up!"

Mo Yao was finally satisfied when he heard the clear and indifferent explanation over there, and kindly reminded him before hanging up the phone: "I can just comfort your mother, but if Zhi Zhi knows... tsk tsk, I don't know what she will think You brother ha!"

Mo Qian listened to the busy tone from the other end of the phone... knocking on the desk with a headache!
Although his father was mostly gloating just now, but he was really right about one thing, his negative news should not be seen by Xiaozhi...

Fortunately, Xiaozhi is at school, so it is unlikely that he will know about this matter before school is over... Now he just needs to suppress this matter before Xiaozhi leaves school...

Mo Qian stretched out his hand and pressed the intercom, urging them to press this matter quickly...Looking at his watch, he got up, picked up his suit jacket, and walked out...

It would be safer for him to wait for Xiao Zhi at the gate of her school now...

(End of this chapter)