Chapter 8: Confiding in my father

Early in the morning, Han Mingchao was looking at the newspaper and smirking, and he could guess what kind of attitude Mo Wushuang had at this time. Just now, his phone rang, and when he saw that it was Mo Wushuang, he simply pressed it to turn it off. Anyway, if you want to meet this girl later, you won't have to say it clearly on the phone, and you will have to quarrel then.

If she had seen today's morning paper, she might be going crazy right now! This reporter is really not an ordinary great, I like it! At this time, when she calls me, she should have seen the newspaper's news report. He muttered in his heart, the smile on his lips getting deeper and deeper.

Han Ziyang felt strange when he saw his son eating breakfast like this. He knew that his son hadn't had breakfast with him since he came back, let alone read the morning newspaper while eating.

"Ming Chao, what kind of wind is blowing today? Get up so early, what other happy event? Early in the morning, your mouth is grinning?" Han Ziyang really can't understand his precious son recently, and he tricked him to go home, and he is not angry, but has been happy.

"Dad, I want to thank you for tricking me home, if you hadn't cheated me home, I wouldn't be the protagonist of the headlines today!" Han Mingchao thought about Mo Wushuang's expression, and he was in a good mood. If his father hadn't tricked him home under the pretext of illness, how could he have met Mo Wushuang again?

"What? And thank me? Are you causing something? Become the protagonist of this morning's news? If you want to be the protagonist, it is not difficult, as long as you take over our Han Group, are you still afraid that the probability of being in the newspaper is small?" Han Ziyang is more and more lost, what his son wants to do, he really doesn't understand. It's been so long since I've been back, and today I'm finally willing to say that I'm going to work.

Of course, Han Ziyang thought that Han Ming was going to report to the Han Group, so he was overjoyed in his heart. However, when he knew that his son was not going to work in his own group, but to be a small photographer, he didn't know if he would be angry. Han Ziyang was reminded by his son that he hadn't read today's morning paper. So, he took the morning newspaper from Han Mingchao with an inexplicable face.

He was shocked to find that his son also appeared frequently in major newspapers with a familiar face. The titles are quite eye-catching, such as "Internationally renowned photographer Johnny and international emerging designer Jenny perform wonderfully" and so on.

Han Ziyang looked at it and watched his brows go from frowning to stretching, and then from stretching to frowning, and he couldn't tell what mood he was in at this time. My son is becoming more and more mature in the photography industry and becoming more and more famous, but he just doesn't want to go back to work in the group, can he not be in a hurry? Besides, I haven't seen a girlfriend come back, and this morning's newspaper is indeed a vivid kiss with a cutting-edge designer.

As a father, he really doesn't know whether he is happy or worried, and his son is really as old as his daughter. "You said to go to work, I understand now, you are not going to work in the group, but to work in the domestic operating company of this brand? When did you start working there, why don't I know?"

Han Mingchao knew that his father would definitely ask him these things, so he didn't want to lie to his father either. "Dad, do you see the girl in the photo? Don't you feel familiar? I went to work for her. This girl is the owner of that cute picture posted in my bedroom, we met again after three years, I fell in love with her, so I will not hesitate to do it for her. ”

Han Ziyang looked at the handsome son in front of him, who looked like his mother a lot, but his personality was really like him, and he would love someone very stupidly and stupidly. I don't know if such a personality treats love well or badly?

"No wonder, I think it's so familiar, since you like it, then you can do it as you wish! Dad will support you anyway. ”

After speaking, Han Ziyang gave his son a supportive smile.

However, Han Mingchao's support for his father's calmness and such a pleasant face was something he didn't expect.

"Isn't this girl also very pleasing to you?So, you also support me?" Han Mingchao looked at his father with a smile on his face, he didn't know when he became like this. Han Ziyang didn't answer his son's question, but smiled deeply at him again, and then left with his briefcase, starting his busy day again.

Han Mingchao looked at his father's distant back, his heart was full of guilt, it stands to reason that he should go back to help his father. However, due to his selfishness, he has been avoiding returning to work in the group.