Sweetheart,Don't run away

As soon as I entered the company, I saw that many reporters had gathered there.

When they saw Mo Yanke and AI Meng, they all gathered around and said, "Mr. Mo, what do you think of yesterday's incident? It's said that there is a product in Ronghe department store under your name that makes customers allergic. Now people are making trouble in the hospital. Yesterday's Bureau of industry and commerce also came to investigate it, but it's fruitless. What's your opinion on this incident?"

"I don't have much to explain. Our products are strictly tested. There can be no product quality problems or over standard. As for the allergy you said, we will take the allergic customer to the hospital for detailed examination. If it's not the allergy, then we will pursue it to the end. If it's really me We will be fully responsible for their mistakes. "

"Well, it's revealed this morning that you are not only the president of Mo's, but also have so many sidelines under your name. At the beginning, you just snatched Mo's from your elder brother. Is that a good measure at the beginning?"

This made Mo Yanke frown deeply, then he looked at the man and was silent for a while.

"Is there any evidence for what you said? If there is no evidence, I advise you to consider the consequences before you speak." Mo Yanke's words made the man speechless.

Sure enough, Mo Yanke is powerful.

Aimeng was tightly held in his arms, in the face of these spotlights, she is not very adapted.

"Miss AI, it has been revealed that you and Mr. Mo had a marriage before they got married. Does Mr. Mo mind this matter? After all, you have been married and it's not clean."

Today, these reporters are obviously prepared to come and ask questions with sharp thorns.

As if to pierce into the heart, with a trace of pain.

As soon as Aimeng wanted to speak, Mo Yanke said it first. "In your eyes, is it a mistake for Mo Yanke to marry Aimeng? Is it that none of you have ever been married, divorced or remarried, or is it the first time for you to marry your husband or your wife? I don't think so."

There was a clamor.

This is ironic.

"That Mo always means that even if Miss AI is not clean, then it doesn't matter to you. Even if you marry a second-hand product, you are willing."

"Which newspaper are you from? If you say that, I have the right to sue you." Mo Yanke said a word with nameless anger.

"It seems that Mr. Mo is really generous."

"It's not your business to be generous or not. It's not your business who I marry. It's not your business whether I'm happy or not. Well, if you have any questions, there will be a special person to answer them for you. " Mo Yanke is no longer in the mood to continue to mess with those people.

Those people may be affected by who.

In this morning's newspaper report, every sentence of Mo Yanke said that he was a lover, but now he married a second-hand bride.

Under the protection of Mo Yanke, Aimeng quickly enters the office. In the face of those words, her heart is a little bit pulled.

In fact, it's not like this, but someone has to say it. She wants to explain it, but she finds that no one will believe it even if she explains it like this.

But now, fortunately, she married the man, and fortunately, the man didn't believe it, even if the whole world thought she was a bad woman, as long as Mo Yanke believed it.

"Wife, don't worry about what you said just now. They are all prepared today."

"Don't worry. I'll be fine. Besides, I haven't experienced anything for such a long time. It's light. I just feel that they have something out of thin air, but they have to say the same thing as the truth."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

Just as Mo Yan and Ke Cai just sat down, Wang Lin came in, "Mr. Mo, the advertiser who set up the counter is here, just." Wang Lin's desire to speak and stop makes Mo Yanke understand something at once.

Then two men went out. Aimeng took a rest in the office by himself. Looking through the company's floor glass, there were many reporters at the bottom. They were really all pervasive.

"Come on, it's just."

"It's just that man. Go ahead and have a look. It's in the conference room."

When Mo Yanke pushed the door in, he saw only the back of a woman.

"It's you."

"Long time no see, I'm back."

"What are you doing back here? Do you want to go to the police station again?" The tone of Mo Yanke's words is obviously not good.

"Ah Ke, at least we have had a vigorous love. Even if we didn't come to the end, at least we can be friends. What we don't do is absolutely OK. Don't worry. I won't disturb you this time. I'm the advertiser who withdraws from the department store."

"I don't think it's necessary for us to go on talking. Even if department stores don't have an advertiser like you, they won't go bankrupt. It's dispensable." Mo Yanke said lightly, with obvious disdain in his tone.However, Li Luo suddenly laughed and stood up. He was a good figure. He looked more slender with a pair of high heels. Standing in front of Mo Yanke, his eyes were on the man's face. "Ah Ke, I'm really sorry. I heard that if I withdraw the cabinet, the Department Store will lose a lot of money."

"I'd rather lose money than promise. You go. There's nothing to say between us." Mo Yanke's meaning is obvious, that is to see off the guests.

"Yes, but I'm afraid it won't do as you wish this time."

"Jack, come in."

Mo Yanke looked back and saw a middle-aged man. Li Luo walks over with a smile, and then kisses the man's face intimately.

"President Mo, long time no see."

"Jack."

"Did President Mo want to see off the guests just now? Don't you welcome me? We haven't seen each other for many years. When you see an old friend, shouldn't you welcome him? "

Mo Yanke gave a cold smile in his heart. "Why, I don't know what made president Jack come back from America."

"Naturally, I'm for my little beauty. The little beauty said that she wanted to come back to China. Naturally, I wanted to meet her wish and bring her back to see where she lives. Unexpectedly, I met President mo. It seems that the world is a coincidence after all. "