High price and luxurious marriage

"Hit me? Come on, you didn't see just now that the husband let his wife beat him so much... " At this point, Mobei suddenly realized that he had said something wrong.

God, God, if Mo Shaoyang heard this, would he lose his job? Subconsciously, he looked in the direction of Mo Shaoyang. As he slowly turned his head, he prayed in his heart. It's better to fall asleep, fall asleep, and it's the kind that can dream as soon as he goes to sleep. Even if he says something, he won't hear it.

Unfortunately, when he turned his head, Mo Shaoyang was looking at him, deep and dark, and could not see the end at all.

With a thump in his heart, Mo Bei's legs are almost soft.

"Sir, I didn't mean to. Please don't fire me. I'm just careless!..."

Ignoring Mo Bei's dogleg, Mo Shaoyang only turned his head and looked at him faintly, then he had nothing to say.

On one side of the old Chen is afraid that Mo Shaoyang will be awakened by Mo Bei, so he quickly goes forward and pushes Mo Bei away: "go, stay, just like a child all day long, don't do business, a lot of bullshit."

Mo Bei refused, he sniffed, weakly refuted him: "bullshit stink OK? What I said, where is the stink, so fragrant... "

After that, he also sniffed, as if others didn't know what was in the air.

"Come on, don't be poor. I'm really angry later. I think you really can't afford to go..." As he spoke, Lao Chen pushed him out of the door mercilessly.

At this time, Mo Shaoyang's mobile phone in his pocket rang, and Lao Chen couldn't take care of it. Business is important. He quickly took out his mobile phone and saw that it was a local number in Milan.

The first reaction was that it was Watson. When old Chen was about to take over, Mo Shaoyang, who had not spoken for a long time, said something. He turned his head to look at the two people, and then nodded to Mobei: "Mobei, you answer this phone."

"What?" Some monks of Mobei don't know. They hate him to death just now. How can they let him start working now?

It's a little too big.

"Don't you want a chance to exercise? This is... " Mo Shaoyang looked at him, his eyes full of indifference, as if he was not talking about his own self directing and self acting, and then pushed himself into the direction of public opinion.

"This one?" Mo Bei Na Na picked up the mobile phone, want to answer but dare not answer, but also afraid to miss something, hand has been shaking, this way even he disliked himself.

Looking at him, he was stunned for a long time, but there was no sound at all. Lao Chen was also drunk. He grabbed his mobile phone and pressed the answer button for him. Then he gave him a hard look: "the face of old China is so embarrassing that you don't dare to answer people's phone when you come to Milan. Look at you young people."

When the phone was connected, a soft female voice came out: "Hello, is this Mr. Mo Shaoyang? I'm Mr. Su Lin's assistant. He asked me to contact you? "

"Oh "Oh?" Mo Bei said two times in a row and looked at Lao Chen.

How to answer this kind of phone? If Mo Shaoyang is not around, he can still chat with the girl with a very sweet voice inside. But now, Mo Shaoyang is around, and the voice of the phone's outer guard is bright. Maybe he can hear it clearly.

"Say you are, you child." Old Chen rolled his eyes speechless. At the beginning, he was sent to learn kung fu for nothing, and his brain was amused.

Listening to his words, Mo Bei somehow had some courage. Then he covered the phone and answered in English: "yes, I'm Mo Shaoyang."

This name seems to have magic power. Speaking from Mobei's mouth, it makes him feel that his level has improved more than a little, and it seems that he is worth thousands of dollars.

"Hello, Mr. Mo, it's like this. I have all the phone numbers of Mr. Su Lin's contacts. He has just called me to inform me that no matter who you need, as long as these people are included, I will do things according to your orders."

What and what? Mo Bei is full of fog.

However, he is still adjusting the state of adjustment, this moment has begun to blink his eyes to assess the reasons for what the female voice said.

It's just about the newspaper this morning?

But didn't he put forward a basket of suggestions to Mo Shaoyang in the morning? He's still no use at all?

Although I'm a little depressed, I can't be disloyal at this time, otherwise I will lose face and go abroad.

"Well, I don't know what to call you yet?" Mo Bei took a piece of paper and a pen and wrote down the girl's name first.

"Go ahead, please?" Mo Bei wrote and motioned that he could go on.

"Yes, Mr. Mo, my English name is crystal in Chinese. You can call me that, either way."

Crystal? A foreigner's name? It sounds strange, but Mobei can't manage so much, because he can sort of figure out the situation now.It seems that our boss is a good chess player. He even cooperates with his wife's father. It's really high, high.

Next, crystal and Mobei suggest some people who need to contact, and then according to his needs, one by one on the key links.

In the process of communication between Mo Bei and crystal, Mo Shaoyang nods slightly to old Chen and signals him to come.

"Sir." Lao Chen is more secure and respectful to Mo Shaoyang.

Looking at the door, there was no one. Although he was disappointed, Mo Shaoyang knew that Su Qi would not come here at this time.

"You go back home, cancel Suqi's disappearance, and bring our marriage certificate."

As if he had made a big decision, Mo Shaoyang spoke in a solemn tone.

"Yes, sir." Lao Chen is also very happy. He can only use this method to Su Qi sometimes.

Looking at the bruises on Mo Shaoyang's body and the bleeding wound on his shoulder bitten by Su Qi, although it has been wrapped up by the doctor, he still feels that the wound is very serious.

Raw bite, really no pain? To know Mo Shaoyang from small to large, where he suffered such injuries, are he to hurt others, where others hurt him?

"OK, Mr. Chen, you can go back first, book tickets now and leave Mobei behind. You don't have to worry about other things..." Mo Shaoyang began to catch up with old Chen. After a pause, he added: "don't let my mother know about this."

Before he came, Lin Qingqian told wan to tell Lao Chen what Mo Shaoyang did every day. Of course, it's not about work, it's about life.

Now her biggest wish is that he quickly find a wife, and then get married, have children, really want to hold grandson, want to crazy.

Sometimes when she dreams back in the middle of the night, she will dream that Suqi's child, whose face is covered with blood, is sitting on the floor of the living room.