After searching Mo Qingfang's office, Mrs. Mo went to take a closer look at the room she had in the Mo family's mansion.

Nothing special.

Calling Mo Qingfang's secretary, Mrs. Mo asked straight to the point, "What about her things?"

The secretary grabbed his mobile phone and tablet, ready to serve the boss as usual: "Mrs. Mo, what do you mean?"

"Sponsor roster. ”

"The list of sponsorship projects that are still in progress was sent to your email yesterday. ”

"That's not what I want. Mrs. Mo paused, "I don't plan to change the dynasty in 'Yo Xing', but you need to prove to me that you are worth it." ”

What is worth it? It is worth being trusted, it is worth this high salary.

The secretary's face did not change, and he maintained a standard professional smile: "Only that one." ”

Mrs. Mo looked at her for more than ten seconds, and finally chose to believe it.

She turned the laptop back on her desk and pulled up the form.

When looking at this list from a different angle, Mrs. Mo made a different discovery.

Is it because of this that Mo Kongmeng has not moved Mo Qingfang.

These people on the list are more or less related to the Mo family's business.

And these people, under normal circumstances, want to do public relations, it is not easy to find a breakthrough.

It turns out that it is not that all poisons are invulnerable, but that the requirements are too high.

At this moment, Mrs. Mo suddenly didn't know what to do, it was a pity to give up these resources, but if she took over completely, then "He Xing" would still be the original pimping "and Xing", what is the difference between herself and Mo Qingfang.

The secretary stood aside, silently observing the change in the expression on Mrs. Mo's face.

As she expected, this tempting big cake is really hard to resist.

The secretary is not afraid of unemployment at all.

Mo Qing had just had an accident, and many institutions had already extended olive branches to her.

She didn't move easily, because she knew very well that without a big backer like the Mo family in this business, it was easy to fall to pieces.

……

The suburbs, a place of great beauty.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful, which makes people feel refreshed and happy.

Zhao Jing drove alone to the city's only psychiatric hospital.

We can often see that welfare homes, nursing homes, psychiatric hospitals, etc., are mostly located in sparsely populated places.

Because the land price is cheap, the environment is good, and it is good for health?

Not really.

More often than not, it is a kind of exile from mainstream society.

It seems that by keeping these vulnerable groups out of sight, you can assume that they do not exist, and you can forget that there is actually a weak, lonely, old, and painful side of life.

After registering in the guard room, Zhao Jing walked into a blue building according to the instructions of the staff.

The lobby on the first floor is a large waiting room where visitors wait.

Most of them are family members of patients, and they are generally older.

Everyone carried large bags and small bags, some were clothes, some were food, and some even came directly with insulated boxes.

Zhao Jing didn't wear high heels today, but as soon as she walked into the hall, she still attracted a lot of attention.

Slightly uncomfortable, Zhao Jing was about to find a place to sit down, when a familiar figure walked in from the side door.

"Sister Jing, this way. ”

Feng Zhuen, who was wearing the light blue uniform of the staff, waved at her.

An aunt who was cleaning glanced at Zhao Jing and said to Feng Zhuen, "It turned out to be looking for you." I said, it's not the New Year's holiday, how can young people come. ”

Zhao Jing turned around and looked at the people in the hall again, and asked curiously, "Young people rarely come?"

Aunt sweeping the floor was indignant: "The child lives here, and the parents think about it all the time." Parents live here, how many children can come often?"

Remembering that her parents often visited her sister in prison, Zhao Jing nodded.

However, she pointed at Feng Zhuen and said, "Isn't there an exception?"

"That's right. Xiao Feng's mother is blessed. ”

Feng Zhuen pulled Zhao Jing to leave, and shrugged her nose at Aunt Sweeping: "My mother is blessed to live here?"

Finding a gazebo in a small garden and sitting down, Zhao Jing looked at the surrounding environment: "If this is not a mental hospital, it is really a good place." ”

"It used to be an arsenal, and this area was converted into an office building. ”

"I'm unemployed anyway, so why don't I volunteer?"

"Yes, we're short of people here. But you have to be mentally prepared that these patients are more dangerous than children and more troublesome than old people. ”

"They're actually very simple, but they live in their own world. I feel much safer than outside. ”

"It's been a lot of chaos out there lately, and I've heard about it all in this wild place. Feng Zhuen smiled, "Are you okay?"

"I didn't know that there was a problem with what Mo Qingfang asked me to give to Aunt Mei. Coupled with the help of Mr. Fu and Mr. Lin, the police didn't embarrass me much. ”

"That's good. ”

The atmosphere was a little dull, and Zhao Jing suddenly laughed in a low voice: "Since you know what happened, will you not know what I confessed to your ex-boyfriend?"

Feng Zhuen was very cooperative, and slapped his thigh exaggeratedly: "I can't witness it on the spot, I'm sorry." ”

The two of them let out an earth-shattering laugh, which seemed very abrupt in this quiet and slightly oppressive place.

Immediately, a staff member came to check it.

"Did they think it was the patient who ran out?" Zhao Jing laughed so hard that tears were about to flow out.

Feng Zhuen breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help asking, "When I was with Sunan before, I didn't see you targeting me?"

"That's because you're smart, and I can't find a chance to do it if I want to hurt you. ”

"Really?"

Zhao Jing pouted: "I don't disdain to use these means to rob men." If he doesn't love me, he doesn't love me, and it has nothing to do with other women. ”

"I really didn't expect you to like him that much. Feng Zhuen tilted his head and pretended to ponder, "Sunan, that's it." ”

"Show off, you can show off!"

"Hahahaha, then what do you want me to do. Feng Zhuen put on an evocative expression again, "Hmm...... The taste is very good. ”

The two laughed for a while, and Zhao Jing should leave: "You really don't want me to see your mother?"

"She doesn't know anyone now, and it's useless to see her. ”

"Still not getting better?"

"When my dad's business was in trouble, he was the one who wanted to touch my property. I ignored her, and she came to my mom. Except for the first episode, my mother has never suffered such a big irritation, and all her hard work has been ruined after so many years. ”

Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, and everyone has hidden pains.

Zhao Jing knew that the persuasion of words was pale and weak, and she patted Feng Zhuen on the shoulder: "Take care of yourself." ”

"I know. ”

After sending Zhao Jing to the parking lot, Feng Zhuen suddenly asked, "When do you plan to start working again?"

"I can't compare with you, the family depends on me. But here, I guess it's hard to find a job, maybe I'll have to go south. ”

Feng Zhuen smiled slyly: "Do it with me?"