082 Husband, I miss you so much
After tossing all afternoon, Ling Mohan's spirit was even better.
Refreshed, he walked out of the bedroom, closed the door, and turned and walked into the study opposite.
"Boss, Mo Shaoyun has agreed to meet with you, and the time is scheduled for three o'clock in the afternoon tomorrow. ”
He Meng walked in and reported the news he had just gotten.
Hearing this, the man raised his eyebrows, and his tone was full of victory conceit, "Agreed so soon?"
Looks like I can't wait.
Also, his Mo family has always been dominant in the real estate industry in City A, and this cold intervention has silently robbed him of several businesses.
Mo Shaoyun is just sluggish, he should have discovered it in the last few days!
Because his people deliberately removed their previous hands and feet and revealed this information to him, how could the Mo clan, who was quite interested in Han Lang, give up such a good opportunity to collect intelligence.
Ling Mohan hooked the corners of his lips, as long as Han Lang wins this business, no matter what means are used, in the future, in City A, the media and entertainment will definitely be Han Lang's world.
"Arrange an emergency meeting tomorrow morning and ask all employees of the company to arrive!"
The man is like a leopard about to capture its prey, the smile on his lips is traceless, and his handsome face reveals more of the imperial spirit of decisive killing and looking down on the world.
This time, what he should have taken back, he will get back.
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On the second day, Ling Mohan went to the company early, but he didn't forget to leave a note telling the girl to eat obediently.
When he was away, she always cheated on skipping breakfast, and I really don't know how the previous problems were developed. It stands to reason that Miss Qianjin shouldn't be taught very well in this regard.
How did she get here, there are no vices, but there are no good habits.
The man frowned, walking on the road of the company, but his mind was still full of the abrasive little figure.
She doesn't like breakfast.
After getting along with each other these days, he has already discovered this.
Every morning after getting up, she stayed there still, coquettishly to him, refused to eat breakfast, forced to coax a little bit, and her face was full of unhappiness.
At first, he thought that she just didn't like to eat, after all, many people have the habit of skipping breakfast, but after forcing her to eat a few times, he found that she still didn't cooperate.
He had a bad temper and patience, so he finally used coercive means, but unexpectedly, forced the girl to eat most of the bowl of porridge, and then threw up all the toilet bowls.
At that time, he was a little suspicious, but more frightened.
Seeing that pale little face was bloodless after spitting out, his heart seemed to be clenched in an instant.
What kind of life did she live before?
Can't even eat breakfast on time, so that I have stomach problems?
Not only that, but she even has a kind of rejection of eating breakfast itself. Could it be that someone once persecuted her?
The bottom of his heart is heavy, after that time, he will accompany her to breakfast every day, a little bit, and try his best to coax patiently, although there is still not much to eat, the situation is getting better day by day, until now, he can drink a full bowl of porridge.
Thinking of this, the man's heart was depressed, and it was not easy to raise her, could it be that she was not there, and she was disobedient again?
"President. ”
He Meng saw that his boss was absent-minded all the way, until he stepped into the conference room, he was still in a trance, and couldn't help but remind him.
This is an important meeting about the company's strategic deployment, how can the boss be distracted at this time.
Ling Mohan came back to his senses, and glanced at the person behind him with some displeasure, full of warning.
Stepping into the conference room, he began to speak.
There are a lot of affairs today, he is very busy, I am afraid that he will not be able to go back home for a whole day, so it is better to wait for the lunch break, call her, and supervise.
The man thought as he walked into the conference room, where a large group of people sat upright, waiting for the lecture.
"Go and get the documents you prepared last time. ”
"Yes, President. ”
The meeting lasted for more than two hours, and by the end of the day, everyone felt as if they had died once and had finally come back to life.
The man sat condescendingly on the main seat, the leather seat rotated back and forth, and the finger joints lightly buckled the glass tabletop.
"This list is very important to us, I hope everyone can be 100% spirited to deal with this challenge, if anyone rushes to make trouble for me at this time, I Ling Mohan swear, in the next twenty years, you don't want to step into this circle again, understand?"
The man's powerful words were like a fierce medicine, hitting the hearts of everyone present, and before they could make a symbolic convulsion, the next threat came out of his mouth.
"Another point, I think you all know, I hate betrayal the most, Han Lang will never allow the existence of traitors, if someone dares to dig into the wall at a critical moment in the company, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless. I promise, if you don't want to go out of this door, no other company will hire you. ”
Ling Mohan's methodical voice was extremely shocking, and outsiders might not be able to see that Han Lang had any ability, but the internal staff, all of them, knew that Han Lang had this strength, so they were completely unemployed.
Glancing at the silent crowd, Ling Mohan got up and walked slowly towards the door, but the words on his lips did not stop.
"Of course, my Hanlang has always rewarded and punished clearly, do a good job, and the reward will be ten times higher in the future, as long as you are willing to contribute, in my Hanlang, I will give you the highest treatment!"
The man walked to the door and pushed open the door of the conference room, his grim back reflected on the marble floor, not angry but mighty.
"President, there's your phone outside. ”
As soon as he walked out, the lady in the secretary's office raised her head to remind him.
"Who?"
After a long meeting, he was also a little tired, rubbed his eyebrows, sat on the sofa in the adjoining lounge, closed his eyes and rested.
The secretary flipped through the phone messages, and the detached but soft female voice said, "It's a young lady, she said, looking for her husband." ”
The secretary is still young, and she is also a little girl in her twenties, and when she said this, her voice lowered slightly, and she was a little shy.
Unexpectedly, a diamond single man like the president already has a wife, I am really envious and jealous, I don't know which woman is so fortunate to marry the president.
In front of outsiders, although Ling Mohan has always been indifferent and majestic, and he should have a lot of momentum, his bearing is still very elegant, in addition to official affairs, he is also friendly in private.
Therefore, the girls don't think that this man is so unapproachable.
After the little secretary finished speaking, Ling Mo's cold voice sounded, "If there is a call from this call in the future, answer it as soon as possible!"
She used the landline in the villa, he didn't ask someone to unplug the phone line, just looking for someone to watch her every move, if she was pretending to have amnesia, she would definitely find an opportunity to call the outside world for help.
But so far, according to reports from his men, this has not happened once.
Every time she used the phone, she only called him with the help of the maid.
Smiling slightly, the man's mood seemed to be much better in an instant, he took out his mobile phone and dialed back.
In less than ten seconds, there was a girl who was soft and coquettish, and with a bit of a lazy tone in the afternoon.
"Hey, husband?"
Ling Mohan was stunned for a moment, could it be that she had been waiting for him to hear back from the phone, otherwise how could she be grounded so quickly.
"Husband, I miss you so much. ”
The girl's crisp voice had a hint of sweetness, and there was a joy hidden in it, but the man's eyebrows were furrowed for a moment, "Nonsense, I didn't even hear my voice, just call my husband, can my husband scream indiscriminately?"
His somewhat fierce tone came through the earpiece, but it didn't scare the girl, she just aggrieved, and then quickly explained, "People guessed, it must be your husband, and the result is really right." ”
The glutinous tone and innocent explanation made the man's cold heart soften a little in an instant, and he slowed down his tone and asked, "Have you eaten breakfast?" ”
There was silence for a few seconds, and sure enough, the girl's voice was significantly lowered, "Eat...... Eaten. ”
Completely lacking confidence, Ling Mohan almost didn't have to look at it, and imagined that she was on the other end of the phone with her head down, silently weak-hearted, angry and funny in her heart, knowing that she was lying, but she couldn't bear to expose it.
"Did you really eat it?"
symbolically forced a question, but the words were more helpless, this little liar, he was not there, she would not give him a good meal. It's a little thing that doesn't need to be cleaned up.
"I did, but ......," the girl muttered, her voice a little tangled, "but I only drank a little bit of porridge, because you said you wanted me to eat breakfast, and I ate a little." ”
A little bit?
I'm afraid this little liar just touched a spoon in his lips and dared to tell him a little bit?
There was a hint of a smile in her words, and the man didn't want to expose her, but he kept talking to her.
"How little? Huh? ”
"Actually...... Heck, it's really just a little bit, don't ask. ”
Seeing that the girl couldn't hide, she simply coquettished, this trick is often tried by men, but today, he grabbed her handle as if he was deliberate, and kept asking.
In the end, she had no choice but to raise her hand and surrender, and made a real move. [ban^fusheng]. Starting
"I, I just drank a small mouthful of porridge, and then I didn't eat it, you weren't there, people weren't used to it, and I couldn't eat anything. ”
The girl's annoyed voice kept coming from the side of the earpiece, but it directly ironed the man's heart, and a warm current suddenly rose from his heart.
Ling Mohan remembered that these days, he was indeed eating breakfast with her.
"Well, I've been busy these days, I'll still eat with you when I turn around, okay. ”
Ling Mohan softened his tone, and his patience was surprisingly good.
A few more words of comfort to the little awkward man on the other side of the microphone, looking at the time, he was about to go to see Mo Shaoyun, a strange feeling rose in his heart, and he suddenly asked.
"Xiao An, do you like me?"