Pregnant With the Villain Uncle’s Child

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"Sleep, there will be a surprise for you tomorrow."

Tang Xinyu's consciousness was dim, and he didn't hear Mo Yifan's whisper, just sniffing Mo Yifan's breath to sleep peacefully.

The next morning, Mo Yifan sent Tang Xinyu to Tongfeng Technology, and turned the front of his car to Mo Shi.

Before the car drove to the door of Mo's door, he saw a lot of media reporters from afar, carrying long guns and short guns to the flash of Mo's door. In front of the Moh's gate, it was like lightning.

Mo Yifan's expression was quiet, without any slight ups and downs, he adjusted his direction and drove directly into the basement.

The bright leather shoes entered the exclusive elevator at an orderly pace, and the elevator doors closed slowly in front of them. Mo Yifan's eyes fell on the number keys of the "65" building at the top of the floor key. His eyes were still, and he pressed the "64" building under "65".

The 64th floor arrived. When the elevator door opened, Lin Wensen was already holding the laptop outside the elevator door, following Mo Yifan's footsteps toward the office, and reported the schedule today.

Lin Wensen: "Nine o'clock investment department regular meeting, ten o'clock Moh's new media conference, eleven o'clock meeting with Morik at lunch, three o'clock in the afternoon financial person magazine interview, three forty-five and video of Dutch investors meeting......"

Mo Yifan's footsteps paused slightly: "Mo's new media conference? Is it because of a large number of journalists blocked at the company's door?"

Lin Wensen nodded: "Yes. The chairman informed the Public Propaganda Department yesterday about the progress of the Chengxi project and held a media reception to promote the company's positive image. The notice to attend the meeting was sent to each of the senior management. I can make arrangements with the Public Propaganda Department for other arrangements. "

"Can't push, can't push! Not only you Mo always want to go, I also want to go!"

Zao Mo arrived at the company's Chuan in one step. Hearing the movement outside, he immediately excitedly jumped out and solemnly told Lin Wensen: "Xiao Lin, remember, we will inform us when the new media conference begins."

After talking, he pushed Mo Yifan's back to the office.

Mo Yifan took off his coat and threw it on the sofa: "Why are you here?"

Chu An sat sideways on Mo Yifan's desk, a gloating look: "Let's watch a good show."

Mo Yifan pushed Chuan away with one hand, and spurted the non-existent dust in the place where Chuan sat with one hand.

At this time, Chu An was not happy anymore: "What's wrong? This disgusts me! Brother Bai Bai I ran so many trips for this matter, now you cross the river and demolish the bridge, are you kind?"

Mo Yifan raised his eyes slightly and looked at him: "My desk can only sit by my wife."

When Chuan heard it, he immediately laughed twice, "Hey, Hey," as if he had discovered some unspeakable secret, and he whispered in a low voice: "Oh, you can't see that you two still have such fun."

Mo Yifan patted Chuan's head with a palm, and pointed a little toward the sofa: "Sit there and wait, I have a few documents to process."

Chu An swayed leisurely to the sofa, paralyzed his body on the sofa, and looked up and down, so uncomfortable: "Your office is located on the 64th floor for so many years, it should be time to change to a new place. ? "

Mo Yifan turned his head down and ignored the document.

Chu An stretched his body and tilted his feet on the coffee table: "Some people climbed from the first floor to the 20th floor. I do n’t know how many years it took. They were jealous of the people who directly airborne to the 64th floor, but they I do n’t know if it took you ten years to cross that small layer. How do you feel about this? "

Mo Yifan quickly signed his name on the document: "I have no thoughts, I just want to go home early to accompany my wife."

Chu An said with a boring lip: "That's why I don't like to mix with people who have a family. Every day, there is a wife on the left, a wife on the right ... Alas, it's wrong, everyone else who has a family It ’s not like you, only you have a serious problem and there is no cure. "

Mo Yifan put a pen cap on it: "Sorry, poked your sadness. Wait slowly, you will have someone want it."

Chu An immediately picked up the pillow on the sofa, and Mo Yifan, who was walking towards the office door, flew away: "Who said I do n’t want anyone ?!"

"Snapped--"

The pillow slammed softly against the closed office door and fell to the ground, like a small pitiful forcible blower and weak and helpless.

Chu An scolded in secret: "Fuck, even a pillow is not as good!"

When Mo Yifan came back after the meeting, Lin Wensen reminded them to go to the multimedia hall on the first floor to attend the press conference. Chu An, who was complaining on the sofa and bouncing up, immediately jumped up, facing the glass of the bookcase of Guang Kejian After tidying up his clothes, the special male model turned around and asked, "Mo Shao, you think ... forget, you can't say anything good. Kobayashi, look, how handsome. kind?"

Lin Wensen praised rigorously: "Young Master Chu is so handsome that he can't shatter the media reporter's lens, but can also blind their eyes."

Chu An stroked his hair with satisfaction, and took the lead out of the office: "Go!"

Mo Yifan smiled noncommittally and followed.

As the official press conference of the Moh Group, Chu An cannot of course sit on the stage and be interviewed by the media, but Chu An does n’t mind at all and deliberately found a very good perspective, which can make everyone ’s reaction on the stage. Take a look.

Lin Wensen apologized slightly: "Chu Shao, I'm sorry, the Publicity Department didn't know that Chu Shao was coming and didn't give Chu Shao a seat."

Chu An waved his hand in disapproval: "I came to watch the show, but I didn't come to accept the bombardment of the media. Do I want the media lens to capture my gloating face on stage? I still have the burden of idols."

Lin Wensen: "..."

He felt that Chu Shao's spiritual world was not understandable by mortals like him.

Lin Wensen stood on the side of the stage, watching Mo Yifan seated on the left side of the stage, feeling nervous. The central figure of this new media conference is Mo Lanqing. Mo Lanqing naturally sits in the center of the stage, where the flash is most concentrated. When did your boss suffer such a cold reception?

Mo's white-eyed wolf who is good at seeing the wind and rudder!

Lin Wensen glanced today, especially well-dressed. Mo Lanqing, who looks like a successful person, almost didn't write the smug look of his boss under his feet. He suddenly felt that this new media conference would be like a big banquet.

In this way, Master Mo is releasing a signal to the outside world. Mo's grandchildren rise up to be a talented person with the ability and responsibility.

Lin Wensen couldn't help but look at his own boss, which is no different from the usual breeze.

Mo Yifan looked at the audience, but it seemed that he was not looking at the audience, but was thinking about other things through the crowd. He was a little careless about the new media conference in front of him.

The feeling of austerity just eased a little. Lin Wensen always has a blind confidence and follow-up to his boss. This belief has never stopped since the beginning.

The host picked up the microphone and announced the start of the Mohs Group's new media conference.

The large screen behind clearly shows the Moss Group's struggle for the Chengxi Land Project and the current Mohs Group's capital investment in the Chengxi Land. A series of Arabic numerals were listed on the screen, and the public was clearly informed by media reporters that the Moh Group's huge investment and sincerity in the project with Chengxi.

The flashing lights under the stage kept flashing, and some media people were quickly delivering the latest news to the outside world.

Until the screen returns to the main page, most people have not responded from Mo's generosity. The investment figures in the early stage alone have already surpassed the total investment of many small and medium-sized enterprises.

The various media are scrambling to get up first and want to grab the first question of the new media conference.

Reporter from Mincheng Daily: “Mo Manager, Mo ’s intention to set up an independent business unit for the Chengxi Project, does it mean that the Chengxi Project will become the top priority of Mo ’s this year? Ask Mo ’s manager to answer Mo ’s investment policy for this year. "

This previous question is still within a reasonable range, but this latter sentence already carries a clear sense of temptation.

Mo Lanqing is only the general manager of the independent business department of the Moh Group. In his position, he cannot answer Moh's overall investment policy on behalf of Moh. If Mo Lanqing dares to answer at this press conference, then it can be reasonably speculated that the Chengxi project accounted for the majority of Moh's investment this year, and it would be intriguing to investigate further.

Compared to sitting in a corner, Mo Yifan, who was the center of the past, has become Mo's most popular heir right now.

Mo Lanqing took the host ’s microphone and said calmly: "Thanks to this media friend ’s attention to Mo Shi. The Chengxi project has spent many of Mo Shi ’s efforts up and down from the beginning to now and is the result of collective labor. I am very honoured and proud of the strong support of my team and the board of directors. I hope that when the project is accepted, I can give the public a satisfactory answer. "

Mo Lanqing ’s answer to Tai Chi clearly cannot satisfy the reporter of Mincheng Daily and immediately asked: "Can Manager Mo tell us in advance the next Mo's development plan?"

Mo Lanqing said with a smile: "This media friend is very persistent. Regarding Mo's development plan, I think there will be a person here who will be more suitable than me to answer everyone ..."

Mo Lan Qing looked at him for a while, and then saw Mo Yifan in the flashing white light: "Mo, how do you sit there? You blame the flash here because it is too dazzling and you can hardly find Mo. That ’s it. President Mo comes here to answer your questions. "

Mo Lanqing did not stand up and sat down and made a please gesture towards his side. Under the dazzling flash, Mo Lanqing's ridicule under his eyes made no secret.

Lin Wensen almost jumped up and scolded.

What does Mo Lanqing mean? !

Is it because of the public humiliation of Mo Yifan, a company CEO, who can only surrender to a general manager of a business department? ! Even if there is no central position, you can only walk to the center of Taiwan and rub him the lights of Mo Lanqing? !

Mo Yifan, who was deeply sympathetic to the media, took the microphone in the hands of a small coal body in front of the stage, and a slightly lower tone clearly sounded in the venue: "Trade secrets, it is not easy to disclose."

Mo Yifan cast a faint glance at Mo Lanqing.

The meaning in that eye made Mo Lanqing feel bad.

It ’s like something ... derailing.

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