Chapter 90:

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It ’s like something ... derailing.
Mo Lanqing subconsciously looked in the direction of his secretary to see that she was covering her ear and answering the phone with a dignified look.
Mo Lanqing's mind flashed through the recent work. The project funds are approved separately. Without Mo Yifan's hands, this piece cannot be passive. The project engineering team's open bidding, after rigorous review, the process is in compliance, it is impossible to set. Could it be that Tian Wanwan's mother's family had another moth?
It shouldn't be. Last time when he was grabbed the handle, Mo Lanqing had already asked the Tian family to pick up his tail and act as a man. Since Tian Wanwan produced it, the Tian family has been all around Tian Wanwan, where is there a gap to be used?
When Mo Lanqing hadn't had time to think about the result, his secretary had hung up the phone, his eyes were tense, and he looked anxiously on the stage. Facing Mo Lanqing of the flash of the media, the spring breeze on his face couldn't bear it.
The manager of the publicity department came to the stage in a hurry, with a friendly smile on his face, but if the person familiar with him looked carefully, he could perceive the panic that he tried to conceal. He took the microphone in front of Mo Lanqing and smiled at the media reporter: "Thank you media friends for your support of the Moh Group. The Moh Group has prepared a catering reception for everyone. Please accompany our staff to the dining room. "
Mo Lanqing saw that the media reporters under the stage were obviously unaware of such a link in advance and looked at each other blankly. In the past, there was basically no food and beverage link in the Mohs Group press conference. What is happening today? Was Mo's full confidence in the Chengxi project or other reasons?
A keen olfactory reporter immediately noticed something that was wrong and took out the phone to contact a colleague. The female staff member immediately helped the phone in a sealed bag, half-gentle and half-strong, on the grounds of worrying about getting the phone wet with food.
This move spread the unrest among media reporters like a virus, causing a lot of commotion.
Mo Lanqing's face changed abruptly, pulling the manager of the publicity department to the side and whispered: "What's going on?"
The manager of the Public Propaganda Department secretly complained: "Mr. Mo, I just received news from the province that a garbage disposal center shared by the three cities will be built at a small hill apart from the Chengxi project. We will call immediately after receiving the news The people in the project department made an assessment, no matter what type of waste disposal center is, there is an absolute disadvantage to us. The Chengxi project is just right in the windward position of the waste disposal center. "
The manager of the Public Propaganda Department peeked at Mo Lan's face, which was so heavy that he could no longer sink, and then paused, and then reported: "Although the official document has not been issued yet, the news should be that it is still in place. Before knowing the news on a large scale, quickly find a way to minimize the impact on the Chengxi project, otherwise ... "
Otherwise, the pre-funding investment we just publicized in front of the media will become a joke in the industry.
In the latter sentence, the manager of the publicity department did not say anything, but Mo Lanqing still received it clearly.
"Garbage Disposal Center?" Mo Lanqing couldn't believe his ears and grabbed the arms of the manager of the publicity department. "How could a garbage disposal center be suddenly established? How could the city not receive any news before ?!" "
The manager of the publicity department was a little sad: "The news was received too suddenly. We haven't cleared it yet, but it should have something to do with the city leaders' transfer ..."
Mo Lanqing violently burst into his heart. The leader of Mincheng City had just arrived when the leadership team changed. He had always wanted to continue Moxi's relationship with the old leaders, and rushed to nail the Chengxi project board before the leadership team changed.
Will the new leadership support the policies of the old leadership as always?
No one would spend much effort to expand the achievements of the previous leader, but he did not take advantage of half the fame and fortune.
Mo Lanqing only reacted to this. The tree he had been hoping to rely on had already lost momentum.
Mo Yifan must have known about this for a long time, but he deliberately pretended to be competing with himself for the Chengxi project, forcing himself to jump into the pit!
Now, Mo Yifan can get his sleeves on the pit without dust, and ridiculously ridicule himself this stupid way of self-investing!
Mo Lanqing, who chilled from the spine to the scalp, shivered. He turned his head subconsciously and looked in the direction of Mo Yifan. Mo Yifan's seat was already empty.
Mo Lanqing clenched his fists in his trousers pockets tightly. He believed that Mo Yifan must be standing in a dark place looking at his joke.
He quickly glanced at the crowd's tumultuous meeting place, and immediately caught a long and tall figure, buckled his suit buckle without haste, and walked outside the door of the meeting place.
There was no ridicule and joke, and he looked back at Mo Lanqing who fell on the bottom of the pit.
A strong sense of weightlessness again smashed his head to Mo Lanqing. The noise of the meeting place was filled with Mo Lanqing's ears. He tried to concentrate on thinking about the strategy of coping with the media, but his eyes were always scattered around the crowd. He seemed to see a lot of media reporters squeezing the interview microphone in his own direction while connecting to their mobile phones.
The manager of the Public Propaganda Department directed the security personnel of the Moh Group to block the media reporters and escorted Mo Lanqing to leave the venue first.
"What's wrong with this?"
Mo Lanqing looked up blankly at the person standing in front of him.
Chuan of the Yuekai Group, with both hands on his chest, "coincidentally" stood on Mo Lanqing's way, asking with some curiosity: "How could a press conference be like this? Manager Mo, are you okay?"
The manager of the Publicity Department saw that the unruly Chu An saw a life-saving straw, and he quickly said: "Chu Shao, could you please send the manager to the office? There are some things in the venue. I have to stay. deal with."
Chu An hooked Mo Lanqing's neck boldly, and responded with ease.
As soon as the manager of the publicity department returned to the venue, Mo Lanqing lifted Chuan's arm away and walked towards the elevator mechanically without saying a word.
Chu An clapped his hands indifferently, followed leisurely behind Mo Lanqing, and entered the elevator.
Mo Lanqing did not conceal his annoyance: "Chu Shao, I'm fine, so I don't have to trouble Chu Shao's defiance!"
Chu An leaned heavily against the elevator wall and flicked the sleeve that he had just hooked Mo Lanqing's neck. His speech was generous, but his eyes were full of ridicule: "No trouble, I haven't seen Mo Mo in a long time. Just went to him for a cup of tea. "
Mo Lanqing turned his back to Chu An, staring closely at the number on the elevator that was constantly beating, and his eyes were about to burst.
Chu An looked lazily at Mo Lanqing ’s stiff and straight back, and smiled silently in the corner of his mouth:
Oh, yes, I almost forgot to congratulate Manager Mo. I also saw today ’s new media conference. Manager Mo is really young. Talented, successful career. Mo Shao is so blinded, he should let him see the growth of young people, I will not lose face in front of him all day. Yes! Manager Mo, I support you, please continue Work hard! "
These words, Chu An nagging a smooth, very smooth, but it is so harsh in Mo Lanqing's ears.
The manager of the publicity department didn't know, but his Mo Lanqing was very clear. Chu An and his good uncle, Mo Yifan, are absolutely familiar with today ’s affairs. They still stand in front of themselves in an impersonal manner and praise themselves. There is no word about their own bad, but it has become the biggest insult and Ridiculous!
Mo Lanqing was sullen and pressed the nearest floor of the elevator, unable to wait to leave this suffocating narrow space.
Chu An rushed towards Mo Lanqing, and pretended to be surprised, shouting: "Alas, Manager Mo, why did you get down this level? Would you like to have a cup of tea with my office in Mo Shao?"
Mo Lan cleared his head and pulled back the door of the safety staircase, striding up the steps. The whole corridor echoed the sound of leather shoes stomping hard.
Have a cup of tea together? !
Isn't it sent to ask for humiliation? !
Mo Lan's heavy steps splashed the dust that had accumulated on the steps.
...
Chu An whistle and swiftly opened the door of Mo Yifan's office, greeting Lin Wensen as if he were his home: "Xiao Lin, I'm so thirsty, please help me make a cup of coffee."
Mo Yifan was answering the phone sideways with a moist voice: "It's okay, just look at it as today's gossip."
The person on the other side of the phone didn't know what to say. Mo Yifan looked up at Chu An and said, "There are big and small Chu people eating and drinking here, no one dares to run up at this time."
When Chu An heard his name and looked at Mo Yifan, who was faintly smiling, he immediately guessed the other side of the phone. It was impossible for anyone other than Mo Yifan's wife to be on the tip of his heart.
When Mo Yifan's eyes ended the call tenderly, Chu An rubbed his arms and teased: "I should let them all look at your wife and slaves! What's wrong? I can't wait to be pitiful just after a victory. Go to sell miserably in front of Mrs. Mo? Mo Shao, how can you use your clever mind on such tricks that are not influential, and you are not afraid of being laughed at. "
Mo Yifan regained the coldness of the past, but he didn't care about Chuan's ridicule: "The love between husband and wife will be understood naturally when you ask someone."
Chu An covering his chest: "..."
Chu An, Chu An, after so many painful lessons, why is he still not remembering and putting his scars in the hands of the enemy in vain? !
Lin Wensen happened to come in with coffee, was stopped by Mo Yifan, and nodded his desk: "Let's go, help Chu Shao pour a glass of cool white into it. Presumably, Chu Shao doesn't have that leisurely time to drink coffee, cool white opens To quench my thirst. "
Chu An immediately jumped over, grabbed the coffee, and almost spilled the coffee in half: "Who said I didn't have this leisure time?" After he finished speaking, he poured the coffee into his mouth.
Lin Wensen nervously stopped: "Chu Shao, this coffee ..."
Chu An, who was almost hot by hot coffee, spewed out when he caught Mo Yifan holding up the folder in disgust, swallowed hard, and the tears were forced to come out.
Lin Wensen's weak voice was long overdue: "..... just rushed, very hot ..."
Chu An returned to the sofa with a cup of coffee in a boneless manner. He did not dare to vent to Mo Yifan, and could only use Lin Wensen as a punching bag: "Xiao Lin, who is also a single dog, would you want to burn me like this?"
Lin Wensen hesitated for a moment, but still kindly thought that the default would be good.
But Mo Yifan was not a kind-hearted person, and said coolly: "Xiao Lin is ready to get married."
Chu An: "..."
Lin Wensen was sandwiched between two mountains, perfectly interpreting what a fairy fight is, and the mortal suffered.
Chu An put down his coffee cup heavily and said dissatisfiedly: "Xiao Lin, you can still have a girlfriend under the inhuman pressure of your workaholic boss ?!"
Mo Yifan didn't raise his head, and then added a knife: "Well, someone really should review, why no one wants it if they have money and time."
Listening to the two big mountains, no one would let anyone, Lin Wensen had to cry out of the battlefield with a smile: "Chu Shao, I will help you pour in a cup of ice coffee."
After finishing the speech, Lin Wensen went out quickly and closed the door of the office.
Mo Yifan: "Look at you, you should really have a good review, how come you have reached the point where even men do not want to face you."
Chu An froze for a moment, and burst into hair: "Why should I face a man, is I straight?"
Mo Yifan looked at the computer screen with a perfunctory response: "Well ..."
Chuan's mentality collapsed, why did he want to share his ridiculing Mo Lanqing's experience with Mo Yifan at the beginning, and eventually it will evolve into the one he despised!
Mo Yifan guessed that Chu An must have embarrassed Mo Lan from the moment Chuan whistled into the door, but these were not the scope of Mo Yifan's consideration. The next link.
The previous momentum is enough. The next step must be to catch up, so as to be able to beat the rest of the Mo family who are tempted by surprise. Mo Lanqing planted a big head in the Chengxi project. Many Mo family members must be secretly laughing, while they couldn't help but want to reach out and touch Mo's power.
Mo Yifan will let them know that what he allowed them to touch, what they touched is also in vain!
When Chu An saw Mo Yifan focused on busy things, he didn't bother anymore. Anyway, today's excitement was over, and he left after drinking coffee. As soon as I got up from the sofa, Chuan received a news feed on his mobile phone.
"After the new film, Wen Pingting entered and went to the hospital, suspecting unmarried pregnancy."
Chuan Dang'erang's brilliance immediately froze, and he opened the news in disbelief and read it several times over and over again. The brief and vague news content could not judge the authenticity of this report. The picture with the news is dimly lit, and you can only see clearly that the background is the obstetrics and gynecology department of a hospital.
Chu An ’s eyes finally stopped at the corner of the photo. The woman wearing a large mask and sunglasses changed her eyes in hundreds of colors in an instant. Like a dream, she hurriedly grabbed the door and left.
Mo Yifan, who was immersed in the strategy of the city government, did not notice the change in Chuan's expression, and was accustomed to Chuan's behavior. He turned a page of the document, picked up the phone and dialed the phone out: "Notify that there is action."
...
After Tang Xinyu and Mo Yifan ended the conversation, they told Zhou Zichen to pay more attention to the direction of the media's public opinion before he quickly handled the work. Although Mo Yifan said it was okay, don't worry about yourself, but Tang Xinyu was still at ease and it was better to finish the work earlier and stare at the public opinion in person.
When it was so busy that it was about noon, Zhou Zichen tapped on the office door and walked in quickly, handing the ipad with lots of colorful news to Tang Xinyu.
Tang Xinyu's fingertips swiped up and down quickly. The pages of various news media are varied, but all news headlines have the same meaning.
"New project to build a garbage dump? The Moh Group suffered from Waterloo."
"Shocked! The quasi-heir actually caused Mo's capital chain to break, and the successor was powerless?"
"Moscow's stock price fell, and all parties rushed to sell."
...
Tang Xinyu thought deeply. If someone said that the Moh Group had been hit hard, and since then there has been a slump, Tang Xinyu absolutely did not believe it, because Mohs did not have Mo Lanqing and Mo Yifan. She believed Mo Yifan was absolutely capable of supporting Mo's comeback. The only worry is ...
The others of the Mo family will take advantage of the situation and divide the soldiers into two ways. On the one hand, they will seize the opportunity to crush Mo Lanqing, and on the other hand, they will press Mo Yifan, who is the CEO of Mo, to be held accountable.
Some power conflicts had just been eased, and a blowout broke out immediately.
Mo Yifan .... Does he have any countermeasures?
Tang Xinyu was worried, and reason told him that he should believe that Mo Yifan could make up for all this, but he couldn't emotionally control his mind to float on Mo Yifan.
Tang Xinyu crossed the phone, and it seemed that with a glance at the top of the message box, the message just sent did not receive a reply from Mo Yifan. When I was about to put down my phone, I saw Yun Xiuyao's name flashing on the phone screen.
Tang Xinyu: "Hey?"
Yun Xiuyao: "Heart language baby, come down, I invite you to dinner."
The sound of the car driving from the phone should be that Yun Xiuyao is still driving. Tang Xinyu glanced at the time, and it was almost lunch time, and he happily responded. Because now she is full of Mo Yifan and Mo Shi's confused account, and her work can't focus on it. She simply has a meal with Yun Xiuyao and changes her mood.
As soon as Tang Xinyu left the company building, he heard a loud car horn. Yun Xiuyao sat in an open-top fiery red sports car, vigorously raised her sunglasses in her hand and motioned to get on the car.
Tang Xinyu was immediately infected by Yun Xiuyao's youthful vitality. The worries in the office just now seemed to be running behind his head for a moment, and he stepped into the car briskly.
Tang Xinyu: "What wind blows us Miss Yun?"
Yun Xiuyao held the steering wheel with one hand, and took out the phone from the handbag next to it. After unlocking, he stuffed it into Tang Xinyu's hands: "Look at it, don't thank me!"
Tang Xinyu took a closer look at the phone, which was a message from Yun Xiuyao's marketing account.
The marketing number reported to Yun Xiuyao to guide the progress of public opinion. According to the content of the report, there should be two parties involved. One party asked the media to direct the public attention to the news that the new film was suspected of unmarried pregnancies, and the other asked the media to focus on firepower. The investment in the Chengxi project was wrong.
You don't need to think about it in detail, these two people must be the two most fierce people in Mo's current struggle.
But Tang Xinyu didn't know that Mo Lanqing actually used the news of Wen Pingting to blur the public's sight. Why did Wen Pinting be pulled out by Mo Lanqing as a shield, because she is a woman with a high degree of topic and no backing, so she can be slaughtered?
Yun Xiu Yao glanced at Tang Xinyu's face, and immediately understood what her good friend was indignant at the moment.
Although Wen Pingting once admired Mo Yifan, since Mo Yifan married Tang Xinyu, Wen Pingting retreated to a distance away from his friends. Wen Pingting's arrogant and true-looking look did not know what happened to Tang Xinyu's appetite. He praised Yun Xiuyao several times and caused Yun Xiuyao to eat some flying vinegar several times.
Yun Xiuyao: "Looking at the face of being a bridesmaid with me after hearing the movie, I told the people below that this business was rejected, but it is hard to avoid that others will do it. But for the death of Mo Lanqing The old lady told her to spare no effort! "
Yun Xiuyao proudly raised an eyebrow at Tang Xinyu: "How? Sisters are righteous enough!"
Tang Xinyu put the phone into Yun Xiuyao's handbag funny and patted her on the shoulder: "Yes, yes, yes, Miss Yun, look ahead!"
After Tang Xinyu saw that the pressure on public opinion had eased a lot, he had time to think about Wen Pingting. Since the Australian wedding, Tang Xinyu has never seen Wen Pingting. She always thought that Wen Pingting was busy filming in the crew. Who knows that it will come out in this moment. In just two months, she has found the other half?
Thinking of the picture of the two sitting on the swing on the eve of the wedding, Tang Xinyu couldn't help worrying about Wen Pingting and wanted to call her to ask, but he doubted that Wen Pingting's temper would not tell himself the truth.
Yun Xiuyao: "Heart language baby, after hearing the movie, you can mix your present results in the big dye tank of the entertainment circle. It is impossible for it to be a little white flower. Don't worry about her, take good care of your home President Mo Right. "
Tang Xinyu chuckled: "I believe in him."
Yun Xiuyao: "..."
As soon as Mo Yifan was mentioned, Tang Xinyu reacted to it. It was wrong to see Yun Xiuyao today.
Tang Xinyu asked suspiciously: "Wait, what about Kong Ming in your family?"
"What's my family? Who said that the wooden pile is from my family?" Yun Xiuyao immediately denied, "Which kind of pestle does he love, what's up to me!"
It's not obvious where you feel negative.
Tang Xinyu teased Yun Xiuyao: "Don't he wish to go in and out with you all the time every day? Is the sun rising from the west today, or has Minjiang water flowed back?"
Yun Xiuyao shook his face sullenly: "Miss Ben is wherever he goes! He is finally out of my way, it's annoying, and I can wave as much as I like!"
Tang Xinyu: "..."
Tang Xinyu: "Look at the rearview mirror."
Yun Xiuyao hummed, and took time to look in the rearview mirror: "What are you looking at?"
Tang Xinyu ridiculed: "When I saw a lover in the rearview mirror without saying goodbye, did Sun Erniang wish to lift the knife and cut the face of his dog's head?"
Yun Xiuyao froze for a while.
Just as Tang Xinyu held the seat belt tightly in front of her chest, beware of Yun Xiuyao throwing her out, she heard Yun Xiuyao snapping the steering wheel happily. A loud horn sound scared Tang Xinyu a big jump.
Yun Xiuyao's eyes brightened: "Yes! I can go find him."
Tang Xinyu didn't make a deep cheep with a deep meaning.
Yun Xiuyao clarified solemnly as if he had discovered the New World: "Don't think about it too much. His wood pile appears when he wants to appear, and disappears when he wants to disappear. This makes me lose my face! Grab him back and chop his dog head! "
Tang Xinyu: "..."
She still didn't speak well, and silently lit a wax for Kong Ming.
Yun Xiuyao slammed the steering wheel and flicked a tail beautifully, and the wheels stopped in the parking line with a sigh, which was not bad. Yun Xiuyao stepping on high heels got out of the car, put on sunglasses, and restored the brave, angry Queen Fan.
Tang Xinyu followed a few steps away, and suddenly felt that Kong Ming was quite good when he was there. At least Yun Xiuyao's emotions could be stabilized.
Yun Xiuyao opened the chair and sat down. Tang Xinyu automatically pulled through the menu and read, ready to kill Yun Xiuyao. Yun Xiuyao put his hand on the cheek and tilted his head to look at Tang Xinyu through the sunglasses, trying to make his tone sound casual, but just asked at random: "Heart language baby, what if you Mo Mo suddenly left your side, what would you do kind?"
Tang Xinyu raised his eyes a little ridiculously, looking at Yun Xiuyao, who had covered his eyes with the help of sunglasses: "Well ... what will happen? It will probably become acacia, just like you have six gods and no master now. "
Yun Xiuyao immediately read the taste of teasing from Tang Xinyu's eyes, and turned his head a little bit resentfully: "Where is the wooden pile comparable to your home ink master, Mrs. Tian Tianmo, Mrs. Mo, and Mrs. Mo, hanging shortly ... .. "
Yun Xiuyao said that he suddenly caught something that could be counterattacked, and then leaned forward in the direction of Tang Xinyu, with a wicked smile in his mouth: "So interview Mrs. Mo, is your home ink always long or short? What about? "
Tang Xin who is concentrating on the menu: "..."
Mo Yifan couldn't help but rush into the force of his waistline last night. Tang Xinyu suddenly felt that the menu in front of him was no longer in sight. He snapped it together and knocked the menu to Yun Xiuyao with red ears. 'S head: "Don't watch, just pick the most expensive restaurant!"
Yun Xiuyao laughed, and was about to wave his hand to signal that the waiter was coming. There was a smile on his face. He slipped the sunglasses down slightly, exposing her shiny eyes, staring behind Tang Xinyu.
Tang Xinyu subconsciously turned back and was quickly held by Yun Xiuyao's hand. Yun Xiuyao stumbled, slid to the seat next to Tang Xinyu, raised the menu to block the faces of the two, and lowered his head and whispered, "I see Chu less!"
Tang Xinyu asked Yun Xiuyao with puzzled eyes: "I saw it, what did I hide?"
Yun Xiuyao snorted: "Chu Shao is blocking a woman, looking at her image and hearing the shadow."
Tang Xinyu's shoulders were tight: "!!!"
What a shocking thing this is? !
Yun Xiuyao whispered: "Are you saying that the paparazzi's news is true? Is it true that you are pregnant after hearing the movie? The father of the child in the belly is Chu Shao? That Chu Shao is also too romantic, right? Is he not? Do you know that after Wenying was the lover of his brother Mo?
Yun Xiuyao asked questions all over the brain and asked Tang Xinyu directly. Tang Xinyu really wanted to go back and see what was happening, but worried about hurting Wen Pingting's face.
Tang Xinyu suddenly remembered the eve of the wedding. She told Wen Pingting that she wanted to match her and Chu Shao's joke. Was it a success? !
Shouldn't it be? At that time, Wen Pingting scoffed at Chu Shaowan. Just after the news of Wen Pingting's suspected pregnancy broke out, Chu Shao ran to intercept people, which was obviously a mess between them.
When Tang Xinyu was undecided and should go out to help Wen Pingting relieve his predicament, Wen Pingting actually saw the two Tang Xinyus with their backs to her, and shook off Chuan's hand vigorously, raising his chin: " Chu Shao, you have less face and thick skin, and you are more affectionate! I did make an appointment, isn't it there? Tang Xinyu! "
Wen Pingting's call attracted the attention of many people in the restaurant. Tang Xinyu turned back immediately, pretending to find them like now, and came over: "Chu Shao, what a coincidence, why are you here?"
Chu An reluctantly asked: "Mrs. Mo, did you ask Miss Wen to come here?"
Tang Xinyu looked naturally: "Yes. Chu Shao forgot? Miss Wen is the spokesperson of our Tongfeng technology products. I asked her to come out today to talk about the endorsement of contract renewal. You know, Miss Wen will soon be in the group filming time urgent."
The meaning of catching people in these words is self-evident.
Chu An looked back and forth between Tang Xinyu and Wen Pingting, and fell on Wen Pingting's abdomen. In case the news broke, he was afraid to hurt Wen Pingting, so he made a polite courtesy to Tang Xinyu. Please posture softly to Wen Pingting: "I will call you at night."
Wen Pingting's eyes flicked away, there was no sound.
Chu An took a step closer and almost whispered: "If you don't pick me up, go to your house and watch."
Wen Pingting moved a few steps uncomfortably and left under the arm of Tang Xinyu.
Chu Anding watched Wen Pingting greet Yunxiu Yao coldly in the same place, and he took some steps away, almost hit the waiter serving food.
Wen Pingting never looked back.
Tang Xinyu's elbow stabbed Wen Pingting's arm: "Chu Shao left."
Wen Pingting looked dark, his back stiff, and there were some signs of collapse in the high cooling on his face. He murmured "um" and removed the tea from the waiter and asked him to change a glass of warm milk.
Tang Xinyu looked at her, and some words stopped: "You ..."
Wen Pingting held warm milk in both hands, trying to draw warmth from it, and said frankly: "As a result of the examination this morning, I am pregnant."
...
There are intense discussions on the two major plots of Mincheng online. While the news of the garbage disposal center spread quickly, another message was also released. The B7 plot, which was taken at the same time as the B3 plot, will have two important transportation lines laid, and there is a great possibility to establish the first economic free trade zone in Mincheng.
Two news, one positive and one negative, immediately caused a great uproar.
"B7? The plot that was scoffed by the media before?"
"Stean has run into a dead mouse this time. Sorry, I'm sour."
"How much money did Stian sign when he signed, and now the project will make a big profit as soon as it is completed!"
"This year, Stian may become the biggest dark horse in Mincheng's business community and change the pattern of Mo's dominance."
"Hahahaha I'm going to laugh to death. At the time on the signing field, how did Mo's look down on Stian? The current Stian called Mo's Gao Pan can't afford it."
"Stean: I'm Niu Hulu. Ann, I will stand and laugh till the end."
...
As everyone scrambled to watch Mo's jokes online, the noisy Mo's group official Bo suddenly released a major news.
While Mo's investment in the A3 block of the west of the city, Mo Yifan reached a friendly business agreement with the Steen Group on behalf of the Mo's, and obtained the joint development rights of the B7 block of the west of the city. The investment was shared and the benefits were shared.
The crowd who are eating melons under the official blog: "?????"
Amidst the sings of the Mo's clique that everyone was talking about, a sudden reversal made everyone confused. People with business sensitivity immediately compared the pros and cons of A3 and B7.
The establishment of a waste disposal center near the A3 plot is a fatal blow to the West Project of Mo's city. The Chengxi project suddenly fell from the big fat meat that every major group in Mincheng was fighting for, and became a rotten dish that no one could avoid. The large investment vigorously promoted by Mo's morning new media conference immediately became the envy of everyone before, and now it is a ridiculous joke.
Among them, the biggest laughing point is Mo Lanqing, the project leader of Mo's City West.
At the time when the government signed the date, the media's winds were all biased towards Mo Lanqing. The words of extreme praise called him the light of hope to lead Mo Shi to the world, and for Mo Yifan, it was always intentionally or unintentionally dimmed, even expressed secretly. "The back wave of the Yangtze River pushes the front wave, and the front wave dies on the beach".
However, no one expected that Mo Yifan's vision would be so unique. Regardless of the public's assessment of the chicken ribs on the B7 plot, a cooperative development agreement was reached with Stian in advance, which formed a risk hedge with today's Molanqing Chengxi project. Before facing the dilemma, Mohs turned the tide.
The cooperative development agreement cannot be negotiated in a few hours, and it cannot be the crisis public relations strategy adopted by Mohs temporarily. The precise control of the overall situation and the predictability of the crisis cannot be matched by any younger junior.
It wasn't until this time that the public took a serious look at the former Wolf King who just got up from the wheelchair and returned to the mall.
...
"What's the matter? Didn't you direct the public's attention to the scandal of Wen Pingting's unmarried pregnancy?"
Mo Lanqing held the mobile phone in one hand and slid the mouse in one hand to the shareholder accountability emails crammed in the mailbox, annoyingly in his tone.
The person on the other side didn't know what to say, Mo Lanqing stood up and walked back and forth in the office with the door closed: "Is there anyone found?"
Before waiting for the other party to answer, Mo Lanqing closed his eyes and closed his eyes: "Forget it, no need to check, I know who led it."
As soon as the voice fell, the call was vigorously ended.
"boom--"
Mo Lanqing kicked over the little coffee table in front of him. The tea set on the coffee table shattered, and light brown tea and tea residue splashed on Mo Lanqing's trousers and leather shoes, making people more irritable.
Someone knocked on the door of the office, and opened the door without waiting for Mo Lanqing to answer.
The visitor looked at Mo Lanqing, who was standing still in a messy place, and smiled rather pitifully: "Gee, the tea table is good, why bother you?"
The violence on Mo Lanqing's face was gathered up, and he turned around casually: "Uncle, do you have something to find me? Just make a phone call, why should you run for yourself?"
Mo Yiqing, who is in his forties and is in his early 40s, naturally sits on Mo Lanqing ’s chair, his eyes are engraved with the traces of the years, and his mouth is full of care for the younger generation: "I do n’t come to see how to do Will you rest assured? You ... just too young and full of vigour. "
Although Mo Yicheng and his brother Mo Yifan are Mo's bosses, they are in charge of administrative personnel work, and they have no direct contact with the Moh Group's profit manufacturing department, so their presence in the company is not high on weekdays, even When you meet you, you can only leave a kindness, no impression of leadership.
Mo Lanqing drew a few paper towels and wiped away the tea leaves scattered on the trousers' legs randomly: "Uncle, you don't say I know what you are for. Before you came, my mailbox was about to be shareholders. The accountable mail burst. "
Mo Yicheng still laughs: "Lan Qing, you should know that among the four brothers, my relationship with your father is the strongest. Since your father no longer manages the company, your growth has made me and you Dad feels relieved. Your dad often tells me that he ca n’t help you in the company and hopes that my uncle can give you some care. "
Mo Lanqing replied in a humble manner: "Thank you uncle!"
Mo Yicheng waved his hand: "Ah, don't thank me, my uncle has no real power, and I don't have much to take care of you, and I feel very guilty. You should know that for Mo Yifan's brother, I do this The elder brother's words really don't matter, he can't listen in and see the mood completely ... "
When Mo Lanqing was very young, he felt that the relationship between the three uncles and uncles was a little subtle, but neither his father nor his mother kept silent on the matter. On New Year's Eve dinner, Mo Wenqing's straw bag didn't know how to mention that the uncle's temperament was not like the Mo family. Grandpa smashed a tea cup with a sullen face.
Since then, even if Mo Lanqing was curious about their generation, no one would dare to say one more word.
Mo Yicheng saw Mo Lanqing standing at the desk, and suddenly sighed: "If only Wenqing had half of your ability, it would be nice."
Mo Lanqing laughed self-deprecatingly: "Uncle, I really don't know if you praise me or damage me. If I can do it, I won't fall to the point where I am today. I'm so worried that my hair is about to fall out, no Just know how to explain to grandpa. "
Mo Yicheng said with relief: "You should know that among so many people, you are the child most like your grandfather. Even if he punishes you symbolically, he will not give up on you."
Mo Lanqing was taken aback for a moment, and repeated the deep meaning of this sentence in his heart.
Since Mo Yifan ’s car accident, Grandpa has given himself the opportunity to cultivate power several times, even secretly shielding himself, but Mo Lanqing is still not confident of his weight in Grandpa ’s heart. Because this kind of protection is uncertain, it changes with the ups and downs of Mo Yifan's forces.
This time he was trapped in Moh's predicament. Erboyi may be planning how to take the opportunity to pull himself off the horse. Will Grandpa keep himself?
Mo Yicheng looked at his watch and got up: "Okay, I still have something on it. Go back first. Lan Qing, adjust your status as soon as possible and don't worry your father."
Mo Yicheng patted Mo Lanqing's shoulders, opened the door of the office, and glanced at the coffee table just after taking a step: "Go back and let the administrative department send a copy of the booklet, you see which one you like A set of sofas, the old ones were replaced, and Feng Shui was turned around. "
Mo Lanqing: "Thank you uncle!"
This dialogue is like a code. Mo Lanqing, who fell into the water violently, and Mo Yicheng, who seemed to be free from the center of the struggle, stood together to deal with the second uncle who pressed down Mo Lanqing. After eating the power of the second uncle, he aimed the spear at the same point. Yifan.
The elevator door opened, and Mo Yicheng saw Lin Wensen preparing to go to the president's office.
Mo Yicheng stepped into the elevator and watched the elevator doors close slowly, watching the mirror steel plate clearly reflect the two people.
Mo Yicheng smiled softly: "This is a great move for President Mo to kill chickens and monkeys. I don't know who to show it to?"
Lin Wensen raised his glasses and replied politely: "Some monkeys still don't laugh well. Don't think that the chickens are temporarily safe. The monkeys can also be stable. Mo Shao is the most unconventional player. Who can know the next one? Which monkey will hang the knife on the neck.
General Manager, do you say that? "
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