Chapter 15: the company

Fans who have been provoked by blood are fighting on Weibo. Of course, the blood is the blood of the enemy. Another good person posted a picture of Mo Zhen while in the playground, the angle was unusually tricky, and that lonely and helpless side face made Mo Zhen ashamed and desperate.
This is undoubtedly the salty meat in the fans' wounds. Through the screen, you can hear the sound of countless girls hissing and cooling. As the so-called abuse and bravery, fans who have been tortured cry like they drank the lids, their waists are not sore, their legs are not hurting, and they can go up to the seventh floor in one breath!
Because of the great disparity between the enemy and us, not long after this war began, Song Ni and her new boyfriend had no bones. Oh, and by the way, the not-so-famous new boyfriend had been skinned by fans as early as the first round of battle, and was really a newly signed model of a fashion magazine.
Mo Mozhen watched the battle all the way. In fact, he went to the playground ... There is really nothing to do with Song Ni. When he saw a fan saying, "How do you admire you, Song Ni, but you go for a cheat?", He really cried and laughed.
I was never rumored to be cheating, which is not in keeping with Mo Tianwang's noble and cold style.
So Mo Zhenpi crackled into a Weibo.
I don't know how the rumors started, but Song Ni and I are not male and female friends, never. I went to the amusement park just because it happened to be my birthday, and it happened that I had a half-day vacation, and just happened to be passing there, nothing else. With this Weibo, I wish Blessing Song Ni and her boyfriend a hundred-year good relationship.
微 As soon as this Weibo was posted, it was reprinted frantically by fans. Some praised Mo Zhen's good literary talents, and followed him in wishing a hundred years of good relations, and more with Mo Zhenshun plus confession.
Mo Mozhen turned the two-page comment, and the buzz of the phone vibrated the entire table.
He lowered his head and glanced at the cold-light screen. Mo Zhen picked up the phone and gave a beep, "Tang Qiang, what's the matter?"
"I just saw Weibo saying that Song Ni was cheating. Don't be excited, King Mo."
Mo Mozhen looked at the Weibo that she had just posted, and calmly said, "I'm not excited at all, and I also sent a Weibo to wish them a hundred years."
Tong Tangqiang: "..."
He cried and went to see Wei Zhenfa's Weibo.
The words that neglect oneself and Song Ni are as clean as the dozens of times in the draft, without leaking, and sincerely.
Well, although he really cleaned up with Song Ni, this was not the result the company wanted. As an entertainer, it is definitely a difficult task to confront your own agency.
"I will contact you again in the follow-up reports." Tang Qiang said these words palely, which meant that students had no love. Mo Zhen didn't take his mind at all. Anyway, he had already thought about it. He would continue to cooperate when he talked well, and see you again after the talk broke down.
Ta Mo Zhen, even if he left Kaihuang, is still Mo Zhen.
Ji Gang cut off Tang Qiang's phone, and Xiang Yunze's name lit up on the screen again.
Press the call button, Mo Zhen's word to the mouth is too late to exit, and Xiang Ze's voice came from the receiver, "Happy birthday, King Mo, congratulations on your formal entry into the ranks of old men."
Mo Zhen's mouth drew, "I remember we were from the same year, and you were in the first half."
"I'm different from you. Stars will only lose powder as they grow older, but scholars will have more details."
"... I think you insulted both the celebrity and the academic profession."
"I am very honored."
"..." Mo Zhen took a breath, grinning at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Are you finished?"
还有 "One more thing. If you really can't find someone to accompany you to the playground, I can barely make things difficult for you."
"Goodbye!" Mo Zhen hung up the phone and threw it towards the bed. Within three seconds, he picked up the phone and called back. This time, he didn't give the other party a chance to speak, so he said, "Is that little girl in the Li family awake?"
他们 They haven't contacted each other since they talked to Yunze the last time. Everyone has their own business to do, and their relationship does not need to be maintained through regular contact.
He couldn't stop talking about Li's family, he kept it in his heart. Although Xiangze didn't mention it, he couldn't help asking more.
"Not yet." Sure enough, when referring to the little girl from the Li family, Yun Ze's attitude would turn 180 degrees. "But the doctor told us not to give up hope. He said that the patient had been asleep for three or five years. Finally woke up. "
Mo Mohan's mouth moved, so what if she still doesn't wake up after three or five years? Do you have to wait for her?
This sentence has never been asked. Mo Zhen pursed her lips and said to the phone, "She is still so young, she will be fine."
"Hmm ..." Xiang Yunze was silent for a moment before he said, "I was going to invite you to dinner today, but in the afternoon her condition suddenly changed, so she was delayed until now."
Mo Mozhen's brow moved. "How's it going?"
"It's stabilized, otherwise I'm not in the mood to call you."
"..."
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I hang up the phone again, and Mo Zhen lay down on the big bed with both hands on the pillow, only to see Xianyao in a parallel posture, facing him face to face, floating in the air.
尖 The tip of her hair can even sweep into his face.
Mo Mozhen: "..."
"Is your friend's friend still okay?" The remarks were spoken from Ayao's mouth, but Mo Zhen only noticed her small opening and closing mouth.
Don't look away, Mo Zhen rolled over towards the window, "Do you have medicine?"
"..." Aya nodded for a moment, stood upright, and floated to the window again, "You are so boring."
Mo Mozhen looked up at Yao Yao and smiled at her with a grin, "I'm bored. I'm going to sleep now, you can go out."
Ayao flattened his mouth and muttered, "Look at it without losing a bit of meat."
The smile on Mo Mohan's mouth deepened, "What did you say?"
A Yao grinned, "I said good night, Mr. Mo."
On July 25, it was still a sunny day. At six o'clock, Tang Qiang's wake-up call rang on time. Mo Zhen was still a little confused. After picking up the phone, he only said a feed word in a vague manner, with a deep sleep in his tone.
"Mr. King, don't go to the studio today, come to the company at nine."
After Tang Qiang finished speaking, Mo Zhen was silent for a long time, and then asked with his lazy voice, "What time is it?"
"Six o'clock."
几点 "When do you go to the company?"
"Nine o'clock."
"I want to change a broker."
Tong Tangqiang: "..."
After hanging up the phone of Tang Qiang, Mo Mozhen fell asleep again, and was waken up by Ayao at 7:30. Sitting up anxiously from the bed, Mo Zhen rubbed a messy black hair.
It was eight o'clock when I went out, and Mo Zhen's time spent packing was always very accurate.
"Why don't you go to the studio today?" A Yao sat in the co-pilot seat. This was the first time she went to Mo Zhen's company. The mood was inevitably surging, although she did not know what she was surging.
"I don't know." Although Mo Zhen said so, he could vaguely guess in his heart.
During the rush to work, the traffic on the road blocked two intersections. Fortunately, he drove a low-profile Land Rover today, otherwise he would be recognized here and there is nowhere to run if he really wants to run.
Qi Kaihuang's building is built in the city center, and fans often come to step on the spot. Even more people come to meet the company in front of the company during the winter and summer vacations, and they seem to be catching up with major tourist attractions.
Helping to help the sunglasses on his face, Mo Zhen pretended to be a staff member and drove the car from the employee passageway into the underground parking garage in a low profile. When passing through the gate, many fans squatting at the door looked at Land Rover, but after watching for a while, they didn't see any clue, and then looked back and continued to stare at the door.
After parking the car, Mo Zhen went up the elevator on the negative first floor and pressed the number 36.
有人 While the elevator is going up, there are people coming in and going out constantly. They include staff and entertainers from the same company. A Yao looked at the people coming and going, and found that when they saw Mo Zhen, they would say hello, and many people deliberately covered up the excitement in their eyes.
Although it is the same company, it is not always possible to meet Mo Zhen at the company.
The more you walk up, the fewer people are in the elevator. When he finally reached the 36th floor, only Mo Zhen was left.
The 36th floor is Tang Qiang's office, and Mo Zhen's lounge is also on this floor.
With a bang, two bright elevator doors slowly opened to the left and right, Mo Zhen stepped out of the elevator, glanced down the corridor, turned and walked to the left.
A Yao looked at the long and bright corridor, and looked around excitedly. Tang Qiang's office is at the top, and A Yao sees the hall in front of him from a distance. The golden sun shone in from the floor-to-ceiling window that occupied almost the entire wall, and the entire lobby was shining brightly.
There should be someone in the lobby. Two figures were faintly seen on the waxed floor. The voice of a girl talking came from the end. The decibel was too small to hear clearly.
Mo Zhen's footsteps are very light, and he walks silently like a cat. A Yao floated in the air, let alone nothing. The people in the lobby didn't notice that someone was coming, and they continued to talk, and it seemed that when it came to Xing's head, even the tone was raised a few degrees.
"I knew that Mo Tianwang was alone in the amusement park so lonely, I will certainly have the courage to ask him!"
"Come on, do you have his phone?"
"Hey, I secretly went to his office to COPY a company address book while Tang Dong was away."
"Fuck! You're dead when you're found! ... What's his phone number?"
"..."
Mo Zhen listened to their conversations in their ears without any hesitation.
"Compared to this, Song Ni's tricks last night are more exciting!"
"Hahahaha, I saw it too! Would I say that I did a little for the crusade!"
"Hahahaha metoo!"
The girl's silver bell-like laughter was more contagious under the sun. Mo Zhen bathed in the morning sun and the girl's laughter appeared at the entrance of the hall.
Silver bell laughter came to an abrupt end.
As if the sun had frozen, there were only two words left between heaven and earth.
Hmm ... lie down!