Sweetheart,Don't run away

After dinner, Aimeng and Kang Xiaole take the initiative to undertake the housework, thinking that the three men should have something to say, after all, such a big thing happened.

"Ah Ke, you're a little sudden this time. Why did you come down from that position suddenly? Is it because of Mo Yanzhe's covetous eyes?" Shen Luo doesn't understand. After all these years, they are all in peace.

"They talk about Ronghe department store."

"No, these people."

"Don't worry, it's just the beginning. Isn't Mo Yanzhe rare in this position? When there is an empty shell in it, I don't think he is rare."

Then all of a sudden, the three of them laughed.

How can this man be bullied? He has been up and down in the shopping mall for so many years. He knows what he wants. If he says that Mo Yuanhan's blood is flowing on his body, this is the only thing he wants to show mercy. After today's incident, he already feels that he has nothing to worry about.

Because people don't take you seriously, so why do they do that.

He was able to come down from this position so easily. Naturally, he had arranged everything. However, since they wanted to do that, he didn't care what they wanted.

That night, the incident was reported again by someone who had a heart. It seemed that it was getting more and more serious.

The next morning, outside the villa, there were many reporters.

It seems that they heard the wind, so they came here.

At that time, Mo Yanke was preparing to take AI Meng out, and many people immediately gathered around him.

As soon as they saw Mo Yanke, they swarmed around, holding a microphone and a camera, asking eagerly.

"Mo Yanke, did you really withdraw from Mo's position as president? I heard that you were dismissed. What's the matter? I also said that you were withdrawn from the general meeting of shareholders. Is all this true? It's also said that you were dismissed because of Ronghe department store. Is it such a thing? "

"It is said that you have committed a crime, so you have been expelled by the board of directors. Is that true?"

"It is said that you put down your cruel words and said that you would break the relationship with the Mo family. Are these things true?"

"And are you convinced by the result? Will you retaliate?"

"When something like this happens, you really don't have any idea, or do you have an idea in your heart, but you don't say it. Do you have an idea in your heart?"

When you say something and I say something, you must ask sensitive questions. In this way, you can go back to work and attract readers' attention. For the sake of newspaper sales.

Mo Yanke frowned. These people really didn't intend to let him go. After a little wind, they began to act. These people were impatient. If this is put in the past, even if these reporters want to get the news, they have to weigh it carefully, so as not to touch his bad luck. After all, his identity is put there, everyone will worry about it, but now he is not that identity, so these reporters have no scruples. It's no use. Now it's all blocked up. It's like forcing him down.

I want to force him to come here because I have to say something.

All the questions are sharp. It seems that they are all bloody. They are thinking. They must ask before they can go back to work.

If Mo Yanke would give in so easily, he would not be mo Yanke.

Although he has lost his identity, there is no lack of means. Besides, not only is he an identity, he is not rare.

He didn't answer. In the face of those people, he just hugged Aimeng more tightly and protected her. He didn't want her to be hurt. These people crowded around, afraid of getting something.

Then, in the face of those people, he took out his mobile phone and made a phone call. Then, he didn't know how. Soon, several people came out, and he didn't know where they came from. There are four tough men on and off a car.

In an instant, he surrounded Mo Yanke and made a way for them. Soon, Mo Yanke got on the car and left with Aimeng.

Aimeng looked at the noisy reporters who were left behind, and could not help frowning and sighing.

"It's so annoying. These people are all pervasive. Isn't it improper? It's interesting to make such a fuss. These people just have nothing to do when they have enough to eat. If they don't report anything that is really meaningful, they have to be entangled in this. "

Mo Yanke stretched out an empty hand and gently put it on her little hand.

"Don't worry about those people. They are not worth it. They can write as they like, and do as they like. Don't think too much about it."

"I'm just afraid that when we go back, we'll run into them again, which makes me feel very uncomfortable. I feel that they are like caterpillars. They are so clingy. It looks so annoying. "She had understood all these reporters' pervasiveness for a long time. It had happened to her before, and the problems were so sharp that they seemed to be irresistible.

Mo Yan grinned. "Don't worry, just leave it to me."

Aimeng looked at the handsome and confident side face of the man and nodded gently. She believes in her man's ability. Although she is no longer the president of Morse, she still believes in him.

Believe in his ability.

It's just that these people are really too much. If they go on like this, their lives will be affected. Maybe this time things will be so serious. It's probably related to Mo Yanzhe.

That man is notoriously insidious, but I don't know what tricks he will play. She can't understand why she is a person with blood. Why do she have to be like this? Is it interesting.

But maybe her idea is too naive. Just because she thinks so doesn't mean others think so.

However, as Mo Yanke's wife, she is naturally worried that this man will be affected by this event. She is worried that this man will become decadent because of these things.

Ronghe department store has been closed for the fifth day, but the man doesn't seem to be moved at all, and he doesn't know what he thinks. She didn't ask, and didn't know how to ask. She knew that this kind of thing happened. For a man, it took a period of relaxation. She didn't want to push him so hard.