Chapter 198: Women all have a virtue

In mid-December, the Pistons defeated the Nets at home and scored a ten-game winning streak.
During this period, Mo Mengchen was in a hot state, averaging 21 points, 11 rebounds and 7 assists per game. He was elected as the best player of the week for the first time in his career.
Their streak started abruptly, and without paying attention, they had already won ten straight.
"If you remember what happened last time we played against each other, you shouldn't think about the outcome of this game."
Two days later, on December 17, the Pistons will face the Lakers at Los Angeles.
This is their second fight this season. Last time in Los Angeles, O'Neal killed the Quartet. Shark flu affected the Pistons. They lost to their opponents.
The Pistons can't beat the Lakers. This is the consensus of the outside world.
The running and hitting system encounters a center like O'Neal, just like the snake that saw the eagle, no matter how fast they are, the former can destroy it at a low position.
What's more, O'Neal is not as slow as he was in old age. There are many players who can fly well in the Lakers' formation.
Before the game, everyone was nervous.
It stands to reason that they should not be nervous.
They played a ten-game winning streak, both psychologically and imposingly. They also played at home. The Lakers should be nervous.
December 16
Mo Mengchen's album sold well, not only earned him a lot of money.
This is the era of rapid development of the Internet in 1996.
However, there is no Google, Wikipedia, Facebook, YouTube, Twitter...
Mo Mengchen knows how strong these companies will be in the future. Now that he has such capital, he must not let this great opportunity pass.
He decided to start with Google, Facebook, and YouTube.
Especially Google.
Medela was having breakfast, but his boss stared at her with an extremely ambiguous look.
Medela protected her subconsciously and said in horror: "What do you want to do?"
"Ephraim hasn't left yet!"
Speaking as if Ephraim was gone, what would happen to me...
Mo Mengchen folded his smile and said, "The two people I asked you to look for, how are you looking?"
"Negotiated, but they want to monopolize 60% of the shares." Medela said.
Mo Mengchen was not surprised by this result. Both of them are dragons and phoenixes. Although Qianlong is in the abyss at this time, there must be a skyrocketing in the future. This is a vision.
Therefore, he said: "Just work harder, I want to get 45% of the shares, and it doesn't matter if I invest more money."
"Boss, why do you invest in them?"
Medela didn't understand, and the two Chinese looked nothing special.
Judging from his contacts, they often smile, but look disgusting, full-clothed beasts and beasts; the other has a pointed monkey cheek, looking like a leader of a cult organization...
"Let you do it, just do it honestly, don't ask so many questions."
Mo Mengchen didn't want to explain, nor did she want to hit her too much. After all, investing or building Google, Facebook, YouTube might require her to handle it.
"Meng Chen, tomorrow is your game against the Lakers?"
Before going out, Ephraim asked again.
This is the third time she asked from yesterday to now.
"This is the third time you have asked me this question, what's wrong?" Mo Mengchen asked.
"the third time?"
Ephraim patted his forehead and said, "Maybe the work pressure is too great recently, that case."
"Then you really have to watch the game tomorrow, and I believe it will be a wonderful game." Mo Mengchen kissed her on the forehead. "Work is important, and proper relaxation is also important."
"I know, see you at night." Ephraim left Adrian again, "He will leave it to you."
Adrian said: "Sister, are you going to leave me again?"
Why are there so many plays with this child?
"Sorry, I'm too late."
Ephraim apologized, and Meiyu revealed the metaphor of leaving Adrian next time, waving down and going downstairs.
Watching her sister leave, Adrian took a breath: "Doctor Mo, do you have anything to eat?"
"Aren't you very reluctant just now?" Mo Mengchen asked.
Adrian said helplessly: "If you don't, your sister will be sad, you know, women are sensitive creatures."
"Where did you learn these messy things?"
Medela remembered that on Thanksgiving, Adrian was a funny little fart boy, and now he has transformed into a boring little fart boy who has a prejudice against women.
Medela didn't say this, but as soon as she said it, Adrian seemed to find evidence, and said excitedly: "Dr. Mo, look, just like Amel, she is the most sensitive. I just said it casually. In a word, she was so excited, did you say what I said made sense?"
Mo Mengchen smiled and did not want to help Medela speak.
It's just that he has a prejudice against Ephraim, which is not good.
Mo Mengchen squatted down and said softly: "Adrian, listen to me, everyone is a unique individual, you can't just put a certain feature on them."
"That's right!" Medela discovered that his boss could go to be a kindergarten teacher.
Mo Mengchen glanced at her in the corner of her eyes, not knowing how excited she was.
"Easily excited women like Amel are rare. You can't think that women all over the world are like her because there is an easily excited woman around. This is wrong, you know?"
Medela froze in place, as if struck by thunder.
Adrian focused on his head.
"Your sister has been under a lot of work pressure recently, so you can't bother her any more. If she does something bad, you come to me, and I will help you "pacify" her." Mo Mengchen said this, corner of mouth. Can't help but evoke a lustful smile.
Mo Mengchen's words simply said to Adrian's heart
The 10-year-old little fart boy nodded with emotion: "You are right, Dr. Mo!"
"Sister, she not only has a bad temper recently, but also has no self-knowledge. She clearly knows that what she makes is unpalatable. She has to ask me to eat a full meal and not allow me to come to you... saying I can't trouble you... He also said that I knew complaining all day long and would not do anything, I was just a kid!"
Wait, why did I suddenly form a camp with him?
No matter how bad Ephraim's temper was, that didn't come to me.
This little fart boy should be educated... Mo Mengchen suddenly regretted it, but he said everything, what can he do?
Think again, if even a gentle woman such as Ephraim has been changed in temperament, she must have encountered a very difficult case.
"Are you hungry?" Mo Mengchen asked.
Adrian shook his head in tears: "I can't eat any more."
"It's a pity." Mo Mengchen raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corner of his eyes. "Don't cry, you are a boy, be stronger, how big is it."
Although what your elder sister does is really unbearable level of swallowing.
Then you don’t have to be like that...it’s your sister, no matter what, it’s also a woman who pulls you big with a and a pee (not an adjective).
Right?
Mo Mengchen turned to look at Medela, who was rolling her eyes constantly: "Wait for me later, I want to know what happened to Ephraim recently."
"Oh..." Medela responded.
There was no operation scheduled in the morning, and Mo Mengchen personally took Adrian to school, and then drove alone to the Henry Ford Training Center.
His shooting training began to decrease, and the pace of defensive training increased ~ EbookFREE.me ~ This is also to maximize the training effect.
Even if he is practicing shooting every day, his shooting attribute points are like a bottleneck, and the speed of improvement is slow. Therefore, he can only change his strategy and reduce the amount of training.
After a day, both offense and defense have been practiced.
At lunchtime, Mark Jones invited everyone to dine together in a newly opened Japanese restaurant outside.
During the meal, Joanster intended to sit close to Mo Mengchen.
Mo Mengchen was very clear about his intention, but he just wanted to win himself.
He has no intention to choose between Collins and Jones, as long as it does not affect the harmony of the team, as long as it does not affect the quality of training, as long as it does not affect the game, even if the two of them cut each other with a knife, he will not interfere.
It's best to fight it all, and he feels relieved.