Chapter 33:

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The opening of the bidding meeting ended lively and lively. Every media present was holding some materials. They could not wait to rush out and wanted to grab the first one.
Tang Xinyu smiled and watched Tang Ruifeng slammed onto the door of the car and drove away from the venue.
Mo Yifan joined her in the same line with her: "Just let him go?"
"Can't eat a fat man in one bite, first break his arm." Tang Xinyu looked at the farther and farther, and finally became a black dot car shadow, "Director Hong has controlled Tongfeng Technology's financial power for so long. There is too much restraint. Take him first and let me act in the future. Say ... "
Tang Xinyu withdrew his eyes and flicked his cuffs: "Director Hong and Tang Ruifeng's embarrassment is not a matter of a day or two. This trip, he is not wronged."
"I think Mr. Liang of Hongxiang Communications wants to die. The production line tailored for Tongfeng Technology took up too much money, and is now disqualified from bidding, and the capital chain is broken. Hongxiang is going down, it is difficult." Mo Yifan thought about it, Qu finger knocked on the back of the hand: "I didn't expect Tang Ruifeng to be so open in the government, this time I was able to get away."
Tang Xinyu sneered: "After doing business for so long, he is deliberately trying to get out of the shadow of Lin, how could there be no future?"
"So you prepared a second card, Yiyang Tongfang."
Regarding Mo Yifan's guess, Tang Xinyu didn't conceal it, and admitted frankly: "It's not my style to be lucky. I am used to doing things and prepare PlanB. If today's email fails to pull Hongxiang into the water, Yiyang Tongfang will come in handy Now. "
Mo Yifan said with a chuckle: "I am making wedding dresses for others."
Tang Xinyu knew that Mo Yifan was referring to using Mo's momentum to create a lure. This week, Mohs released all kinds of illusions, huge acquisitions, and bidding for money. He almost beat the drums and firecrackers to attract public attention.
Mo Yifan's actions misled Tang Ruifeng to a great extent, thinking that Tang Xinyu's purpose was to bring Mo Shi into the field and squeeze out Hongxiang Communications. Tang Ruifeng had to concentrate on keeping Hongxiang Communications. The greater the Mo's momentum, the more tense Tang Ruifeng was, and even the dog jumped the wall in a hurry, hesitating to make the urge to disclose the bid price.
As everyone knows, the real pearl is hidden in the loess and has been low-key shortlisted.
Yiyang Tongfang is the pearl hidden in the loess.
Wei Wei saves Zhao.
Secretly cross Chen Cang.
Mo Yifan quite agrees with the thoughtful Tang Xinyu, but he still asks on his mouth: "Do you have such a high level of recognition for such a thin-selling company?"
"Before, I sent someone to inspect Yiyang Tongfang. At that time, Hongxiang Communications used a mean and unfair competition method to lose money to Yiyang Tongfang. Wen Sicheng was a hard bone. In recent years, he has not given up Dongshan to come back. Yiyang Tongfang has hard conditions, just Hongxiang Communication was suppressed so much that he lacked a chance. "Tang Xinyu stared at Mo Yifan's eyes like obsidian." And I gave him this only chance to make a possibility for myself in the future. "
Mo Yifan's heart shook: "Tongfeng Technology are you not going to want it?"
"I never said that I would take back Tongfeng Technology. I only had to take away the part belonging to the Lin family. As for what would happen to Tongfeng Technology that was deprived of most of its blood, it was not within my consideration."
Tang Xinyu's eyes were heavy, but he felt a firm and sharp force burst out of her.
"He Tang Ruifeng is not very sturdy, would he want to get rid of the hat of relying on women to reach the pinnacle of life? Then let everything recover and see if he loses Lin's help, can he continue to strengthen himself, step by step, or cling to the sky? The shares in your hands become a pile of worthless waste paper! "
Killing decisively.
He trapped his opponent in a square inch of land like a clown jumping on a beam, fighting as a trapped beast.
Mo Yifan felt that he wanted to reassess Tang Xinyu, and every time Tang Xinyu could give him an unexpected surprise.
Tang Xinyu didn't notice Mo Yifan's gaze on her, but suddenly remembered something, and asked, "How are you in Mo's?"
Mo Yifan's meaning in Tang Xin's words is very clear. This time Mo Yifan's unwillingness to act alone in order to bid for Tongfeng Technology will surely provoke many Mo's people. Originally, when Mo Yifan had just returned to Mo Shi, he was about to slowly gather power back in his hands. He also entered the unprofessional field of Mo Shi with such a big fanfare. In the end, Tang Xinyu must win the bid of Yiyang Tongfang.
Mo Yifan will face the blame of the board of directors for a decisive result. This is the most unsatisfactory part of Tang Xinyu's plan.
Mo Yifan lifted his eyelid slightly, and a smirk appeared in the corner of his mouth: "Why? Worry me?"
Tang Xinyu Zhenzhen has a word: "You are my partner, I don't want something to go wrong on your side and affect our cooperation."
Mo Yifan's pupils were deep and his eyes wandered on Tang Xinyu's face, refusing to let go of any slight expression. When Tang Xinyu was about to stretch, Mo Yifan held the forehead with one hand, and held Tang Xinyu's slender fingertips in one hand, playing in the palm of his hand: "Relax, you will not have the opportunity to remarry."
Tang Xinyu: "..."
What does Mo Yifan mean? He can handle the troubles of Moh's side, so let me not worry about the issue of cooperative partner substitution?
At this time, the always wise Tang Xinyu thought that "remarry" was the key word of this sentence, ignoring other words and ignoring the fingers he was holding.
Lin Wensen picked up Mo Yifan and left. Tang Xinyu also had the aftermath of Tongfeng Technology.
The two took a car and left one by one.
In the open space in front of the venue behind the door, several stolen bidding flyers were blown up by the cold wind, rumbling for a few circles, falling down again, slipping down the steps, and being saturated with water.
In the car, Mo Yifan clicked on the ipad, browsed the documents that required his approval in the Mohs online office system, and clicked on a report, his eyebrows twisted slightly.
Mo Yifan: "Who approved the project in the western part of the city?"
Lin Wensen looked into the rear-view mirror, Mo Yifan's complexion, and he answered with thought: "Mo Lanqing."
"Huh ~" Mo Yifan sneered. "Why are you still so irritable when you are already a family member?"
Lin Wensen's throat choked, Mo Yifan's old-fashioned tone, it's strange that Miss Tang should look at him.
He also saw in the company's report that the project investment department led by Mo Lanqing submitted the assessment, which was planned to build a comprehensive resort integrating leisure, entertainment, tourism and real estate. Mo Lanqing has been busy working around the land recently, vowing to start construction before the Spring Festival.
Lin Wensen has always been with Mo Yifan, and still knows a little about the land in the west of the city. The municipal government will lay the subway line near the land in the west of the city in the next five years, so Mo Lanqing has locked this point and wants to catch up with others before seizing the opportunity.
The future value-added space of this project is immeasurable, it is a big move that Mo Lanqing has been deflated for so long.
Lin Wensen added: "The old man is estimated to have great expectations for this project. I heard that he has approved a lot of budgets for him. Urgent fund transfer approval can go over the finance department and go directly to the old man for approval."
Mo Yifan slightly closed his eyelids, and Qu fingers gently tapped on his knees: "This project is too large, it takes up a lot of capital, and the investment payback period is long. The news from the municipal office is that the subway will be connected within five years, In five years, there are too many variables. This municipal leadership will soon be re-elected, can it be re-elected? Or will the new leadership follow the previous policy, it is not known. "
"Mo Lanqing's privileges on this project will affect the project on hand, and our funds will be tight." Mo Yifan opened his eyes, and the angular facial features became more and more cold under the light through the car window. , "Since ... the old man gave Mo Lan a green light, let him drive it to the end."
Lin Wensen pondered for a long time, half guessing and half inferring: "The President Mo meant ... to agree to promote the project of Mo Lanqing?"
Mo Yifan: "Not only agree, but also suggest to the board of directors that Mo Lanqing should establish a business department to be responsible for the land in the west of the city."
Lin Wensen immediately understood the meaning of Mo Yifan. Set up a business department specializing in tourism real estate development, independent of other subsidiaries, directly responsible to the old man, responsible for their own profits and losses, to avoid the old man drawing funds originally belonged to the project of Mo Yifan to fill the hole in Mo Lanqing.
Mo Yifan took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed it to Chu An.
As soon as the phone was connected, Chu An abused and said: "Yo, you finally woke up from your gentle township and thought that there is a brother to console?"
Mo Yifan: "The waves are like flowers and butterflies. Need me to console?"
Chu installation was distressed: "This young master's charm is too great, I am also very distressed."
Mo Yifan corrected his expression: "It's the right thing. Do you have any idea about the land in the west of the city?"
"The land in the west of the city is a piece of fat, how could it be that you have no idea? But this is also a way out. The fat has fallen into your Moh's mouth, and you can't spit it out?"
"Blessing of your mouth is really possible."
This time it was Chu ’s turn to be silent, and after a long pause on the phone, he said,
Do you want to deal with Mo Lanqing?

Mo Yifan chuckled: "Even if you know that Mo is responsible for this project, Mo Lanqing, it seems that his movements are really great this time. If things have not been successfully completed, I hope everyone knows, it is too unmodest Now. "
"Of course, this is a good opportunity to gain a foothold in Mo's. Mo Lanqing is demonstrating and warning." Chu An thought for a while and then laughed, "You think everyone is like you An old fox, the tail of the fox is so well hidden that he ca n’t hold it. "
There was a sound of a crisp metal lighter flipping over, and Chu An was holding a cigarette: "This project has to wait and see first, then say, there may be risks."
This idea coincided with Mo Yifan: "What little news did you receive?"
"Well, I don't believe you this old fox will know less than me." Chu An pouted and turned to the topic, "Oh, do you know that your old man wants to be old again? He is going to give Mo Wenqing Connect with Miss Yunjia. Why don't you say that he doesn't use this trick? "
"Miss Yunjia?" Mo Yifan's impression of the title was limited to violent women who often mixed with Tang Xin.
Mo Yifan's head flashed back to the picture on the birthday banquet that day, squinting his eyes: "He is afraid that he will not be a good man this time."
Chu An came to be interested: "Why is it impossible? I think Mo Wenqing recently ran to the Yun's family hard."
Mo Yifan said a non-marginal sentence: "The Kong family is here."
Chu An froze and asked: "It will not be the Confucian family we know, I haven't heard any news."
Mo Yifan: "That's right."
"Fuck!" Chu An scolded, "Don't the Kong family disdain our backcountry, don't get drunk at the foot of the imperial city, what kind of demon would you run here?"
"Remember what we heard about Kong Family and Yun Family having a baby kiss?"
"Huh, it's 8102. Who cares what baby kisses!"
"You have been staring at Mo Wenqing recently, and by the way, see if there are other people around him to stare. The person from the Kong family is not so forgiving."
"Fine, anyway, errands cost you, the God of Wealth, reimbursement."
As he neared to hang up the phone, Mo Yifan hesitated for a moment and seemed to make a big determination to suddenly stop Chu An: "By the way, how do you ... how to make the girl run after you"
Lin Wensen driving: "..."
Chu An, about to hang up the phone: "..."
Suddenly the condensed air in the car passed to the mobile phone. Chu An pulled out his ears and confirmed that there was no mistake. He burst into laughter: "Straight men are like you, there are today! God has eyes! Every time I talk to you When we were together, eight of the ten women's eyes were sticking to you. Now ... ha ha ha ha ha ... finally someone will cure you! "
Mo Yifan said coldly: "You don't need so much nonsense, just answer."
Chu An asked: "Have you ever seen that kind of sweater? Is it the kind of electric sparks that will rub off when you take it off at night?"
Mo Yifan did the same thing: "Do you mean to make her feel warm?"
Chu An was choked with cigarettes for a few times, and praised: "Ruzi can be taught too! But I mean: Your mother's baby solo thirty years, even a sweater will discharge more than you! Hahahahahahahaha. ..... "
Mo Yifan sullenly hung up the phone decisively.
After a while, the phone vibrated with WeChat messages.
Mo Yifan twisted his eyebrows and opened it.
"The mountain can't come, you just go there. Anyway, you are eaten by others. What difference does it make who chases after who runs?"
A squinted expression was added to the back of the sentence, which made Mo Yifan decisively press the screen again and throw the phone back into his pocket.
...
At six o'clock in the afternoon, Tang Xinyu was about to leave work, the phone rang, Mo Yifan.
Tang Xinyu walked into the elevator and hello.
"Down, I'm at the door of Tongfeng Technology."
Tang Xinyu was slightly surprised: "What's wrong, is there something wrong?"
There was no sound on the other side, Tang Xinyu looked down, and the phone screen showed that the call had ended.
Tang Xinyu: "..."
Mo Yifan, this is going to be wrong, dare to hang up my phone!
Mo Yifan, sitting in the back seat of the car, fearing to hear the rejection and hung up the phone first, felt a little lucky for his wit. Mo Yifan, who is strategizing on everything, is always cautious and cautious only when facing things about Tang Xinyu.
This feeling of runaway is really not good.
Mo Yifan looked out the window of the car. In a short time, Tang Yingyu's Qianying appeared at the entrance of the office building and looked around.
A man in a suit and leather suit caught up with her and succeeded in stopping Tang Xinyu's footsteps as the two were talking about something.
Mo Yifan raised his wrist impatiently, looked at the second hand on the watch, and stared at Tang Xinyu again.
Today, Tang Xinyu wore a milk-white cashmere dress, and a thin silver chain tied a slender willow waist, highlighting the full chest and rounded hips. A pair of legs are fair and straight, and a pair of ankle boots are stepped on the feet. The whole person is very dazzling in the flow of people during the rush hour.
Tang Xinyu smiled and said goodbye to the man, put on a khaki coat, covered a graceful curve under the coat, and walked quickly towards Mo Yifan's car.
Tang Xinyu pulled the door open, greeted Lin Wensen, and asked Mo Yifan sideways: "Is there anything urgent? Come to the company downstairs and wait."
Mo Yifan avoided answering, and clicked the dial on his wrist: "Three minutes and forty-six seconds."
Tang Xinyu: "What?"
Mo Yifan: "You talked to the man and made me wait here for three minutes and forty-six seconds."
Lin Wensen, who was sitting in the driver's seat, slightly twitched his mouth, and wanted to tell Tang Xinyu that Mo Yifan went downstairs at half past five, and he only dialed the phone to Tang Xinyu at six.
But he stared at Mo Yifan's death and dared not say anything.
Tang Xinyu evoked the broken hair that was blown by the cold wind behind his ears: "The person in charge of this tender, just opened the bid today, and there are still some things not reported."
It was only after the words were finished that Tang Xinyu reacted. Why should I explain so clearly with Mo Yifan? Who is he who is not mine, where is such a big face!
Tang Xinyu turned his head and looked out of the car window, trying to calm down the careful thought he had just raised.
Mo Yifan maintained his expressionless face, pretending to inadvertently remind: "It's cold outside, you should put on a coat before leaving the office."
Mo Yifan thought of the countless men who had just walked past the charming little lady, and couldn't help but choke a breath in his chest. You have to go up and down the whole body, hats, masks, scarves and down jackets, wrapped tightly.
Tang Xinyu: "..."
What is the tone of this old father.
Tang Xinyu turned his head, tilted his head, and looked at Mo Yifan, who was sitting properly, and responded with disgust: "Uncle, I remember. It must be worn next time."
Lin Wensen: "Poof-sorry, President Mo, a little cold, sneeze."
On Mo Yifan's slightly open neckline, the throat knot rolled up and down a few times before calming his breath. With deep eyes, he looked at Tang Xinyu, who smiled happily, and his eyes grew deeper.
Tang Xinyu was scorched with a scorching eye, and he quickly turned his head to cover up: "Where are we going? Return to my apartment?"
Tang Xinyu saw that the car was going in the direction of her apartment.
Mo Yifan's low-mellow and mellow voice sounded: "Don't waste the Christmas tree that we assembled so long that day, and celebrate your bid opening."
As soon as he mentioned this, Tang Xinyu's mood lightened up: "It's too late to buy food now. I'll call the hotel takeaway. Thank you for helping me so much this time. By the way, Kobayashi will also eat together."
Lin Wensen just shirked away: "Thank you, Miss Tang, no more hassle. I will have some things to deal with later. When the two of you are busy, I will come to the President."
joke!
At lunch today, Mo Yifan suddenly asked Lin Wensen: "What Christmas gift do you give to your girlfriend?"
Lin Wensen coughed awkwardly, of course, dare not tell Mo Yifan that he sent underwear. He can only bypass the topic and say that as long as it is the most expressive gift.
Mo Yifan frowned for a long time, just when Lin Wensen picked up his dinner plate and was about to leave, he heard Mo Yifan say, "Send her my salary card?"
Lin Wensen stumbled, almost hitting the plate: "Mo President, your present is good, but Miss Tang will never accept it."
Mo Yifan wondered: "Isn't this the best expression, am I determined to spend the rest of my life with her?"
Lin Wensen can only patiently enlighten the straight male boss: "Mr. Mo can think about whether Miss Tang has always wanted, but there is nothing."
Mo Yifan thought for a while and asked Lin Wensen not to go back to the company. He drove with Mo Yifan in the cold wind and ran through the streets and alleys to buy a suitable Christmas gift. Lin Wensen's legs were almost broken. Staying as a light bulb again, his legs were really broken.
I have never seen Mo Yifan being so critical of an unofficial matter.
Regarding Lin Wensen's refusal, Tang Xinyu did not force him to get off at the apartment and pushed Mo Yifan back to the apartment.
The colorful Christmas lights illuminate, adding a bit of popularity to the apartment with few fireworks.
Under the warm light, Tang Xinyu walked through the entrance and took off his coat to reveal the beautiful neckline and charming collarbone, and a thin chain hung between the necks. Tang Xinyu saw Mo Yifan's eyes falling on his neck for a long time, pinching the thin chain and shaking: "Are you looking at this? Yun Xiuyao sent me a Christmas gift."
Mo Yifan clenched his fists in vain, leaned against his thin lips and cleared his suddenly dry throat: "You gave me a Christmas gift, and naturally I will return one to you."
Tang Xinyu looked at the white box in Mo Yifan's arms curiously. When he got off, Lin Wensen took it from the front seat and gave it to him. Mo Yifan has always been in his arms, and has not said what this is.
Tang Xinyu thought it contained documents related to Tang Ruifeng.
"What?" Tang Xinyu walked briskly in front of Mo Yifan, leaned down, and was in line with Mo Yifan's line of sight, with a bright little star hidden in his eyes.
It was only at this time that Mo Yifan felt that Tang Xinyu was really like a girl who matched her age.
No murderousness, no calculation.
Clean and pure.
Mo Yifan said warmly: "Open it and see."
Tang Xinyu was full of anticipation, but complained a few words on his mouth: "This is the Christmas gift you gave me, so perfunctory, not looking for a beautiful wrapping paper, just a bare box."
Mo Yifan carefully observed Tang Xinyu: "It can't be packed."
Tang Xinyu's curiosity hung up and opened the lid.
"Oh--" There was a low cry in the carton.
"Wow--"
Tang Xinyu happily picked up the little milk dog from the carton, a little golden retriever with a full moon not long after reaching out his pink tongue was licking the back of Tang Xinyu's hand.
"Hahahaha, itchy."
Tang Xinyu carefully lifted the little golden retriever with both hands, and watched his dark eyes gurgling, and tied a bow of Christmas red ribbon around his neck.
Tang Xinyu couldn't help but leaned in and kissed his little head, causing Xiao Jinmao to lick Tang Xinyu's cheek, and itchy Tang Xinyu giggled non-stop.
Mo Yifan's thumb groped forefinger, watching Tang Xinyu smiled carefreely, his cheeks were rosy white, and the peach petal-like red lips became more and more glamorous.
He couldn't help but get closer, wanting to smell the faint fragrance of her body.
Tang Xinyu held up Xiao Jinmao, and couldn't help but leaned in to kiss again.
Time suddenly solidified in that moment.
Xiao Jinmao was lively and turbulent, his head crooked.
Tang Xinyu, who rushed over, didn't stop, and directly confronted Mo Yifan, who was close at hand.
A piece of cool softness gently touched Tang Xinyu's lips.
All of Tang Xinyu's sensory nerves were frozen, looking at the handsome face magnified countless times with his eyes open.
The quiet night sky outside the window suddenly sprinkled with thin snowflakes, and it fell on the treetops and fell under the street lights, making a soft and soft noise ...
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Alas, everyone is celebrating New Year ’s Eve, I am still writing Christmas Eve ~ ╮ (╯-╰) ╭
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