The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 238, except for him, the sun and the moon are dull

At this moment, the whole building was suddenly darkened in the gym. The school leaders on the stage said in an extremely grand tone that everyone would welcome the honorary principal and so on.

After the thunderous applause of the audience, there was a silence, no one dared to make any more noise.

It is obviously my husband, but the warm season is now a little nervous in this atmosphere.

For the first time on such an occasion, I went to see the depths of the ink, and I don’t know what role he would play in standing here today.

Until the figure of Mo Jingshen finally appeared on the stage, almost all the girls under the stage took a breath.

The man who was eagerly invited by several school leaders has stood on the stage on the right side of the podium.

The place where he stood, there was a podium in front, and there was a large screen with a blue background on the T logo. There were soaring white clouds on the screen, and the ink was deeply worn by a white shirt, but it was not in the big screen. White devours, but it is particularly conspicuous.

He didn't think as much as the warmth of the season thought. She thought that he might be a very rigorous and cold black suit today, just like in some important meetings, he would decide and kill with the most killing. The neat means is unpredictable, thinking that he will be crowned with the title of honorary principal, and will be like a leader of other schools, wearing a tie and even holding a microphone.

But he didn't.

His body is very casual shirt trousers, not at all deliberate, the expensive and delicate buttons on the neckline loosely loose one, and the cuffs are pulled to the arm.

Although Mo Jingshen is in a high position, he is, after all, the youngest leader in the upper class in the country. He only used his own ability to lay down the Moh Group in a few years, and he only relied on his own decisions and means. At the highest point of the domestic business community, there are countless undisputed business men, not to mention the fact that behind him, the Mohist and the Shine Group in the United States are the top priorities.

Everything related to Mo Jingshen is a vast number of domestic and commercial systems that are impossible to estimate in China, but his appearance at this time is casual and indifferent.

"My mom... so handsome..."

There was a very low sigh around, and there were even people talking about the age of Mo Jingshen.

Some say that Jing Jing Shen looks like the age of many boys in T Dali, but some say that a man like Mo Jingshen who is at the top of his peak should at least be thirty years old, just young and young.

This exact answer is currently here, and only one person knows the season.

Many college graduates are almost twenty-three years old when they graduate. Mo Jingshen is only three years older than those college graduates. There are many students who have stayed in the class or re-entered them. They are almost the same age. However, after all, they are still managed by the school. The image experience and so on are very simple and ordinary. Even if the T-girls once rated the school grass in the school, it is also inferior.

Even the people on the stage are very low-key and simple, but the men are not even clean and do not need to make any short hair. They have deep black eyes under the lights on the stage. They look better and have a clear sense of hierarchy. They can’t use language at all. Described, such a man, no one can copy.

This man is standing here, just a light smile, and in a moment, except for him, the sun and the moon are dull.

"Everyone, meet for the first time." Mo Jingshen stood behind the podium, which is often found in schools. He held the desktop microphone above, and held it on the podium with one hand. He held the microphone gently with one hand, and the lips were light. With a three-point smile, seven points are calm and bleak.

The tone of the man is ordinary, not at all deliberate, as if not invited to speak, but like facing a group of young people who have not officially stepped into the society, and let go of their identity, polite and approachable to give everyone a simple Simple smile.

He said: "I am Mo Jingshen."

Just like this, the audience has already applauded again in an instant, and the warm season is also busy applauding, but looking at the man who was so eye-catching on the stage, watching him a detached worldly calm and calm, watching this well-dressed The man, inexplicably remembered the scene when he was pressed on the bed last night.

I really can't see the traces of this fierce attack on her in the bed for a few nights!

What kind of man is he?

Can calmly control the overall situation in the company, many small and medium-sized cooperative enterprises' life and death and many business strategies are between him, obviously have a pair of raining hands in the shopping mall Baidao, but with Nan Heng such a walk in foreign arms People with complex business backgrounds are very close, and they can stand here as they are now, with the title of T-honored principal.

“Thank you very much for the big classmates coming here to have a pleasant and simple meeting with me.”

Everyone in the audience is quiet. The boys look up to the men standing on the heights. Everyone is thinking about whether they will have such an achievement in the future. Girls look up and covet and heart.

"As we all know, T is the highest-ranking institution of higher learning in the country. It has cultivated talents for the domestic economic industry and the high-level fields of major enterprises. From now on, the Moh Group will not only invest in the reconstruction of the century-old library in T-Da, but also T. Great consensus was reached, and in the future, the recruitment of domestic institutions will be the first time to choose T."

Speaking of this, Mo Jingshen always saw the warmth of sitting in the third row in front with a three-pointed smile. The position of the warm sitting is not particularly obvious, but the man's gaze has fallen to her face.

In the gymnasium of thousands of people, everyone is seriously watching the man on the stage. The serious and serious scene, because of the one he shot at the stage, suddenly began to whisper some people in the whisper. What are you looking at? Which direction are you looking at?

The school leaders also looked down on the side because of his downward look. But the lights on the stage were too dark, and they couldn't tell the faces of the students. I really couldn't see who he was watching.

When everyone is curious, the ink depth of field is calm and regaining his gaze. He bends his lips to a perfect arc without hesitation. He raises his hand to indicate that you don’t distract, and it’s an instant to let the season warm up. The heart of the eye slowly falls back to its original position.

He put the desktop microphone in his hand back on the podium, and then he rolled up the cuffs that had been pulled up a bit, and made him more casual and easy to approach.

(End of this chapter)