Hey, I'm Leaving Again

Song ran pinches Lin Yurou's wrist, "With all due respect, Miss Lin, if you don't have the ability to tie a man, don't put all the responsibility on others. I've long wanted to leave Mohism, and your fiance Mo Qian stopped me from leaving. Also, I'll remember this slap today. I won't return it for the time being because you are pregnant, but if you deceive people too much in the future, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Lin Yurou is frightened by song Ran's momentum, and her wrist is pinched by song ran. She wrists her wrist to let song ran let go of herself, but she still says vicious words.

"Song ran, aren't you just a bitch who can sell for money? Your song family are such rubbish. What's high for me here? If you hadn't seduced Qian Xing first, Qian Xing would have stopped you from leaving? Who knows what trick you played and what poison you put on Qian Xing!"

Lin Yurou insulted the whole song family. Song ran was already trembling. He greeted Lin Yurou's face with heavy palms and made full use of his strength.

Lin Yurou was stunned by the fan and covered her face tightly. "Song ran, you little bitch, you dare to hit me!"

"Miss Lin, if I remember correctly, I just reminded you not to deceive people too much, or I would be rude. Who makes you have such a bad memory and disobedient?"

Song Ran's anger was forced out by Lin Yurou's vicious face. At this time, her eyes were scarlet. She looked like a different person on a peaceful day.

"Song ran, wait for me!"

"Help yourself, Miss Lin, and I won't serve you! But if you continue to be careless, I don't mind asking you to change your face." then she returned to the room and closed the door heavily.

Lin Yurou yelled outside the door, "bitch! Bitch!"

When the Mohist servant heard the news and rushed over, he saw Lin Yurou's swollen left face and embarrassed appearance.

The servant didn't dare to come forward, "Miss Lin, this is..."

"Go away! I really don't know what modest punishment can do to raise you, waste one by one!"

The servants bowed their heads and secretly feigned, "this Lin Yurou is really difficult to get along with. It's far from Miss Song."

Lin Yurou stomps back to the bedroom. Song Ran's room and dials Lin Lang Cheng's number.

"Dad, arrange someone to go to the Mohist family and stay with me to inform you."

"I see."

"Also, try to help me kill song ran."

"Yes."

"It's all right. Hang up first!"

As soon as Mo Qianxing arrived at the company, he received a call from Lin Langcheng, "Qianxing, is Yurou obedient in your house? Nothing happened?"

"Well, very good."

"Yurou is not the only child, but she is the only daughter in our family. She grew up spoiled. It's inevitable that she will have a little temper. How tolerant you are."

"I see. Is there anything else?" Mo Qianxing knew that Lin Langcheng didn't just ask him to take care of Lin Yurou, so he came straight to the point.

"Oh, it's not a big deal."

"You said." Mo Qianxing didn't want to waste a little time.

"Well, your Aunt Liu loves her daughter very much. She's afraid that Yurou can't get used to the food cooked by the Mohist school, and Yurou is pregnant, which is very harmful."

"I will ask a family doctor to check her regularly, and I will also ask a professional nutritionist and chef to cook with recipes."

"Your Aunt Liu has found a suitable person and wants to send her to the Mohist family to take care of Yurou."

Mohist punishment thought, "the old fox has finally talked about the topic, and has gone around in circles like this. The final goal is to arrange the eyeliner in Mohist school."

Mo Qian knew the punishment well, and his tone didn't have any waves. He readily agreed, "OK."

"Then I'll let him go tomorrow."

"It's all right to come today." Mo Qianxing deliberately said flattery, and a funny smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

After hanging up the phone, Mo Qian's finger joints were buckled on the table. This simple action made people feel the powerful aura of Mo Qian's punishment.

"It's getting more and more interesting, Lin Lang city. I see how long your fox tail can hide."

"Dangdang" twice, twilight cloud knocked on the door of Mo Qian's punishment office.

"Enter."

Mu Yun handed a document to Mo Qianxing. "President, this is the financial statements for this quarter and this year. Compared with last year, advertising design increased by 13.4% year-on-year, and artist entertainment increased by 21% year-on-year, with a great increase."

"I see. I'll tell you to hold a board meeting later to discuss the plan to increase investment in entertainment."

"OK, President, anything else?"

"These first."

"OK, President, I'll go out first."

"Go."

In the meeting room, the directors talked one after another.

After Mo Qianxing walked into the conference room, everyone calmed down and looked at Mo Qianxing's face, figure and pace, such as a natural king. People can't move their eyes wherever they go.

"Everyone has read the financial statements of this quarter, and the general situation should be mastered."

The director door opened one after another, "thanks to your good leadership, President Mo, we have made the development of Mo group so good."

Mo Qianxing had long been surprised by such praise for his ability, and frankly accepted, "that's right."

Shareholders' inner OS: it's Mo Qian's punishment. It's not modest at all.

"Now that everyone has read the report, we should know that entertainment has brought us great profits."

"Yes, the increase is indeed great."

"So I want to increase the investment in the entertainment direction of our Mohs group. Although the entertainment development momentum of our company has been very strong in the past two years, it is still difficult for us to catch up with professional entertainment companies. There is no objection to increasing the investment."

"It's OK to increase investment, but how much?"

"My plan is 200 million."

As soon as Mo Qian's sentence fell, the shareholders were in an uproar, "investment can't be so fierce!"

"The amount is too big, too risky," and so on.

"Be quiet, one by one." Mo Qian patted the table with the document.

The meeting room was quiet again.

An elder said, "President Mo, it's good to have a large profit in the direction of entertainment. We all support increasing investment to obtain more profits, but the amount of 200 million is too large. Moreover, Mo's is not the main entertainment, so why spend so much money?"

"I've made up my mind. This meeting was held in the spirit of respecting the opinions of the directors, but I'm just informing you, not asking you to make decisions for me. I added more than half of the shares of my boss Mu and Muyun, so the plan was passed. You can break up the meeting and go home to prepare to see the specific documents." Mo Qianxing got up and left directly. No one dared to say more in the meeting room.

Mo Qianxing wants to inject capital into the entertainment direction of Mo group and help song ran. Who can stop him?