Chapter 291: Men are pigs

End of July
Mo Mengchen's activities this month are limited to Detroit. He basically only accepts advertising endorsements in Michigan. If there are foreign endorsements or advertisements, he only accepts shooting in Detroit.
Since he is just a small and famous NBA player now, many big manufacturers can't commit to be a licking dog.
Therefore, Mo Mengchen's life is still calm, he enjoys such a life.
Google was established soon, and Mo Mengchen didn't need to do anything, the staff were all in place, and the company's location and technology research and development direction had also been determined.
He is now trying to create a blind date website.
Although it is a bit vulgar, there is no such website in this era. If it is successful, it will definitely be a valuable investment.
But he doesn't understand the design of the website, so he is only responsible for paying the money, and the technical link has to be invited by professionals.
Today, Mo Mengchen was awakened.
He opened his eyes and saw the face of Ephraim in the first scene.
Ephraim only wore underwear, riding on him under the quilt and said, "Is Ephraim breakfast day today, are you ready?"
Having said that, she intentionally and unintentionally rubbed her body a few times.
Mo Mengchen's consciousness is not very sober, but as long as he is a man, he will respond to such seduction.
"I want to eat the breakfast you made, but not today, I have to go to the hospital to see a patient in advance."
Telling lies is like acting. Mo Mengchen is a master of fake moves on the court, which made him show his regret in front of Ephraim.
"Dr. Mo, you seem to have reacted unexpectedly."
Ephraim was sitting on Mo Mengchen's lower abdomen, so she could detect any reaction there.
Any man with normal sexual orientation will encounter abnormality if he does not respond in this situation.
At this time, Ephraim had only underwear, and her plump buttocks sat on Mo Mengchen's body, and the touch was like smearing on the solidified cream.
Mo Mengchen's hands penetrated into Ephraim's underwear like a snake: "Lawyer Orreina, you personally caused this fire, shouldn't you be responsible for this?"
Ephraim lay down, his soft chest rippling on Mo Mengchen's body, and his fingers drew small circles on his broad chest: "How do you hold me accountable, Dr. Mo?"
Mo Mengchen chuckled lightly: "Just sit and don't move..."
...
Mo Mengchen brushes his teeth, and there is indeed something to do today.
Patients undergoing scorpio mitral valve surgery will undergo an examination, and if the body is fit, surgery will be scheduled.
This reason made him avoid Ephraim's breakfast day.
When Mo Mengchen left, he saw Adrian's heartbroken expression, and his heart was dark.
Little boy, feel the pain.
"Goodbye, I went to the hospital."
Before leaving, Mo Mengchen specifically said to Adrian, and then walked out of room 250 and came outside the Garryton apartment.
Medela also took this opportunity to escape Ephraim's breakfast day, and she waited outside the apartment early.
When Mo Mengchen arrived, she was dozing off in the driver's seat.
Mo Mengchen opened the door of the car, but she was still asleep before she found it.
What if this man meets a man with bad intentions? Mo Mengchen saw it was too early, so he opened the car door and went to the nearby supermarket to buy breakfast.
"Mo, good morning."
The waiter recognized him.
It is impossible to find delicious and clean food in the supermarket, but it is extremely difficult to choose between delicious and clean food.
Tangled for a long time, Mo Mengchen chose to clean.
"Help me heat, thank you."
At the checkout, Mo Mengchen gave a tip of $100.
Back in the car, Medela was still asleep.
Wake her up? Mo Mengchen didn't want to do this.
He turned on the music in the car, which contained a world-beating metal music.
Turning the sound to the maximum, the sound rang in the car, and Medela woke up suddenly: "What happened?"
"What do you say?" Mo Mengchen asked.
"Boss..." Medela struggled. "When did you come?"
"Half an hour ago." Mo Mengchen was eating breakfast. "You waste my half an hour."
"Sorry."
"Is sorry useful?"
Judging from Medela’s experience, she did not believe that Mo Mengchen really sat by and waited for half an hour.
Mo Mengchen sees time as heavier than anything. Want him to lie meaninglessly in the car for half an hour? That is simply impossible!
But who made her fall asleep?
Medela did not refute, started the car, and set off.
"There are no surgical arrangements today, training is still arranged in the afternoon, and a group of advertisements will be shot at night."
Medela briefly said.
"What happened to Google?" Mo Mengchen asked.
"The company has been established, but it has not yet been announced, but now the daily search volume has exceeded 10,000, and the results are notable." When it comes to Google, Medela is completely distressed and very excited.
After all, this is the company she runs first-hand. Although Mo Mengchen is the boss behind the scenes, she has not worked harder than anyone else.
"You did a good job of this matter."
Medela was in a dream.
Mo Mengchen praised her!
God!
Medela was almost excited to run through the red light.
"If you need a holiday, tell me." Mo Mengchen said.
"No holiday, I am willing to be with you every day!" Medela said excitedly. Soon she discovered that this sentence was a bit numb, and it did not seem to be what the lower level said to the higher level.
Mo Mengchen turned his face, a joke of "What are you talking about?"
Medela's face was flushed: "I don't mean that, I mean... my enthusiasm for work is as strong as a flame, I don't need a holiday, I have to work every day...I..."
"I know, you don't need to explain." Mo Mengchen smiled.
"I really..."
"I know."
"However, work is not everything in life."
Mo Mengchen folded his smile.
"Of course you can create value at work, you can also get a lot of pleasure at work, but you still have to do some other things." Mo Mengchen said, "Go find a boyfriend, Amel, your life It's too monotonous."
The word boyfriend is Medela's "harmony word".
She used to think that she never wanted to fall in love again. This year, her focus has been on work.
In other words, her focus is on Mo Mengchen.
This harsh man gave her a lot of trouble, and also gave her many opportunities to exercise. Unconsciously, she would compare Mo Mengchen with every man she met.
Look, figure, character, talent.
Mo Mengchen is not superior in both morals and academics, but he is always better in some areas, especially when Medela sees Mo Mengchen's attitude towards Ephraim-and her attitude towards her are simply two different sides.
How can this man double standards to this extent?
Her attitude towards this matter changed from being angry, wronged, lost, and sad to jealous.
This feeling is terrible, do I like my boss?
Medela hid this feeling very well, until now, Mo Mengchen suggested that she go to find a boyfriend.
"I don't want to, men are all pigs!" Medela refused.
"You are sexist." Mo Mengchen said, "I am also a man."
You are also a pig!
Medela said: "Unless I can be sure that the man I meet is not a scum like Jeffrey, I will not start another relationship."
It’s up to you.
This matter has nothing to do with Mo Mengchen, he just thinks Medela's life is too dull, exactly like Sivers, except that every day is work except work.
It seems that there is nothing else to do except work.
A good life is not made up of work. Work is at least part of a good life. There are even many people who are not happy at all.
"Since you don't want to take a holiday, then help me stare at this matter." Mo Mengchen handed the contact information of the programmer who designed the dating site to Medela. "My other investment, this is relatively simple, you just pay attention Just report the progress to me regularly."
Medela had never heard of this, and she thought that a Google would be enough for Mengchen.
Seeing this posture, Google has been left behind by her boss.
"What is this?" Medela asked.
Mo Mengchen said: "Maybe you have to rely on this to solve the single problem, similar to the dating agency on the Internet, right?"
"Is this kind of thing reliable?"
Medela's suspicion of this site is like the suspicion of Google.
Because there has never been such a thing, it is difficult for most people to accept it.
"If you want to find a man who is different from Jeffrey, you may need this to date men who are known for their good qualities."
"Who won't brag?"
"So you need to date a lot of men. I believe one of the 100 men is always yours?"
Medela was anxious: "Don't I have to work all day without working?"
"This is just an exaggerated analogy, would you really want to date a hundred men?"
According to Mo Mengchen's understanding of Americans~EbookFREE.me~If these people have a crush on each other when they are dating, they can go home after drinking...
That means Medela...
The conditions are so good, shouldn't you be dating a hundred men?
"Don't explain, in fact, whether you are single or not has nothing to do with my dime. I'm going to the hospital. You can do it yourself."
Mo Mengchen picked up the package, shoved Medela behind him, and walked up the hospital stairs.
Every time Mo Mengchen walked this step, he would vomit in his heart.
Whose idea was this anti-human design? Have they considered the elderly? If the old people with inconvenient legs slipped, how terrible would the consequences be?
This is a spit from a young man who has barely reached the age of 100 after rounding up in previous and present lives.