Fall in love with kissing you

Hearing the speech, Xi Lurong waved his hand irrefutably, sat back on the leather office chair, and folded his legs at will. "If I say this Mo family shot, I'm surprised, do you believe it?"

"How could it... You've always expected things like God. You're kidding me..." the assistant hesitated and replied. A pair of suspicious eyes looked at Xi Lurong nervously.

"No, no, no," Xi Lurong raised a finger and shook it. "You're wrong. It's really not what I expected, but anyway, it's also a good thing. Bring a bottle of wine. It's really worth celebrating."

"Yes."

The assistant leaned over, went to the other side of the huge office, took down a bottle of red wine and two goblets from a row of wine racks, and returned to Xi Lurong's desk.

For a moment, there was a "Ding" sound, and the crisp sound of wine cup collision sounded in the room.

The assistant took a sip of sweet red wine. Thinking of what he was worried about, he hesitated and said, "President Xi, in fact, I'm a little worried about the woman surnamed Ning. I believe the Yan family won't be stupid enough to make no action. Do you say that if the woman is found by the old fox Yan Zhenbang... Will she betray us?"

Smelling the speech, Xi Lulong, who was drinking, put down his glass and shrugged his eyebrows disapprovingly, "betray? The word seems to be used improperly?"

"This woman is not with us, and there is no betrayal..." after a pause, Xi Lurong disdained to lift the corner of his lips on one side. "If she wants to give us up, I don't think she has much ability. Do you think we left something for her to grasp?"

His words impressed the assistant on one side. He suddenly woke up. He only said it verbally when he made a deal with Ning Qingcheng. If Ning Qingcheng wanted to threaten them with this, he couldn't give any evidence.

He really admired such a clean style of work.

"Mr. Xi, I'll follow you. It's really boundless to learn."

The assistant sighed and looked ashamed.

Xi Lulong smiled a few times, raised his wine glass and said, "don't say so many polite words. Come on, for Xi's great future... Cheers."

“Cheers。”

The crisp sound sounded again.

Within Mohs group.

"President, the board of directors yelled that if you don't stop buying Yan's shares, they will..."

On the corridor paved with luxury floor tiles, Mo Qing walked forward quickly with a calm face. A man in formal clothes behind him also moved quickly with him, reporting the latest news as he walked.

"What do you want? To judge me?"

Mo Qingleng snorted, turned his toes, pushed the door and entered the office.

The assistant behind him looked at him in some embarrassment, hesitated and didn't reply.

This matter is the meaning of the whole board of directors, but no wonder those old shareholders are anxious to jump. Mo Qing has always been calm and measured, but I don't know why these days. Even if Yan's side is obviously a big hole that can't be filled, he resolutely wants to jump down.

Morse's profit and loss is not only related to the Morse family, but also affects the wallets of old shareholders who eat dividends. As soon as Morse's share price falls, those old shareholders naturally can't sit still.

In recent days, it has been very noisy, but Mo Qing is like a nobody, and doesn't pay any attention to those people.

Mo Qing took off his coat and put it on the sofa. Then he went to the office chair in front of the desk and sat down. He saw the assistant hesitating and frowned slightly. "Those old foxes want you to tell me what you say. I can tell right from wrong."

"No, President, in fact, I think you need to think about it again. After all, Yan's side..."

"If you want to tell me what to do, I don't mind you applying to the board of directors for my position. If they agree, I'll give up my seat immediately!"

Mo Qing looked at the assistant coldly and said. Immediately, he was surprised that his tone seemed too severe. His black eyes converged. "OK, there's nothing else. Go down first. Remember to write out the details of the development plan on the side of the abandoned plant in the east of the city and give it to me before leaving work at noon."

"Yes, president."

The assistant looked deeply at Mo Qing, who was buried in his office, then sighed and left the room with the documents in his hand.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Mo Qing raised his head and threw his pen on the desk. His slender knuckles lifted and loosened the bow tie between his neck.

The depression and irritability in his heart did not ease slightly because of this action. On the contrary, Mo Qing frowned depressed at the thought of what his assistant had just reminded him.

His eyes fell lightly on the black mobile phone standing on the table. His slender fingers hesitated, took the mobile phone, pressed his fingertips on the screen, touched it a few times, and jumped out of the page of Chuqing's contact information.

On the phone number is a picture of the contact. Mo Qing looked at the delicate face with a bright smile and softened his eyes without knowing it.

After a short period of satisfaction, the pain like the cold tide beat his heart hard. This woman... Doesn't belong to him.

Mo Qing raised his lips mockingly, and his face showed unspeakable bitterness. Although Chu Qing promised her that as long as he helped Yan Shi through this difficulty, she would leave Yan Siyuan.

But only he understood that while she made this decision, he was also in the same pain.

Her choice to leave doesn't mean she doesn't love the man. On the contrary, her decision just shows how far she loves to talk and love so much that she is willing to sacrifice her hard won happiness in exchange for what the man attaches importance to.

He really wants to know what kind of response Yan Siyuan will make when he knows what Chuqing has done for him

Night fell quietly. After Mo Qing left Mo's building without any spirit all day, he drove his car aimlessly wandering in the street. He had no idea how many envious eyes his limited edition sports car attracted.

After a few rounds, he parked his car at the door of a bar.

Push open the door and give the car key to the parking brother. He swayed into the bar.

The colorful neon lights shook in the whole bar. The loud music stimulated his eardrums. Mo Qing bypassed the crowd and went straight to the bar. He asked for a dozen beers and began to drink.

His handsome temperament soon attracted the hot eyes of a large number of women, and he still drank beer without knowing it.