42 Settle accounts after the fall
After a long time, Cai Jia came back to his senses, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Mr. Mo, this is too precious, I can't ask for it." β
Mo Chunshan said lightly: "Only by solving the problems of the family can you better serve the company." β
Caijia subconsciously wanted to refuse: "I've only been working for you for two years, which is not appropriate." β
What kind of person Mo Chunshan is and what is going on in his mind, she asks herself if she has no ability and no one dares to guess. But the only thing she can be sure of is that Mo Chunshan's things are not so easy to take.
Once he turns his face, you have no idea when and how he will clean you up.
Mo Chunshan took a sip of tea, and his voice was long: "I don't judge whether it's suitable or not, I judge employees by never looking at seniority and gender, only looking at how much money they can make or how much they can save." β
Caijia took the contract, and after a long time, he made a huge determination and said, "Thank you, Mr. Mo." β
"You're welcome. Mo Chunshan replied with two words, lowered his head and began to continue browsing the information, while Cai Jia said goodbye knowingly.
When Caijia left, he happened to meet Meng Qianyang guarding the door.
She glanced at Meng Qianyang deeply, slightly reproachful: "It's you again?"
Meng Qianyang knew what was going on when she saw the contract in her hand.
Brother Chunshan is obviously sending the building this time, but it is actually a real sugar-coated cannonball, especially Sister Jia's feeling that the boss knows everything about this kind of family matter, I am afraid that she will resist.
He leaned over and grinned, "Could it be that my mind-reading technique is wrong?" Sister Jia, don't you like this building the most?"
Caijia was a little angry, but he was a little angry when he saw his salivating face, and gave him a blank look: "You just bought off my real estate agent, it's so mysterious! Meng Qianyang, if you want to ask me anything next time, just ask me directly, and you can also save some money for the company." β
Meng Qianyang is as good as flowing: "This is what you said, Sister Jia, I really asked." β
Caijia stiffened his face: "What do you want to ask?"
He still looked like a laipi: "Save the money for Yuanyuan to buy a house in the school district, Sister Jia, can you order that watch that you like and is too expensive? What is that bridge called? Lover's Bridge?"
Caijia's eyes widened: "How do you know everything?"
Meng Qianyang gestured with a "2", shook it in front of her eyes, and said, "I heard you talk to Aunt Zhang from the Finance Department about the watch twice, and I heard you complain that the watch is too expensive." Now that there is a big boss who has paid for the house, is it time to place an order and book?"
Cai Jia sneered and lowered his voice: "You like to give people nicknames, where is Mr. Zhang an aunt if he is less than forty?" Also, behind his back, Mo is always wronged, so you are not afraid that I will tell the truth?"
Meng Qianyang spread his hands: "I'm not afraid, I dare to say it, try it if you don't believe it." β
His look of a dead face completely amused Caijia, and the discomfort of being stared at by people in every move before finally disappeared completely.
She tilted her head slightly and asked him: "Is there really no drama over there in Shancheng Business Daily? β
Meng Qianyang was originally smiling comfortably, but when he heard this question, he looked embarrassed, and pointed to the door in front of him: "That plan provoked the one inside who fell through the door, can you call it okay?"
Speaking of Mo Chunshan's tantrum, Cai Jia had palpitations, but he didn't give up, and continued to ask: "Isn't it really related to that Miss He? You said that you met her by chance that day, and the next day Mr. Mo completely rejected the interview plan of Shancheng Business Daily, is there such a coincidence?"
Meng Qianyang subconsciously pinched the document bag he was holding in his left hand, and deliberately stiffened his face: "This is really groundless, in short, the plan is unsatisfactory and has nothing to do with people." Sister Jia, if you want to fight for your little sister, it is better to let her work harder on her own, and don't rely on nepotism. β
Caijia gave him a wide roll of his eyes and turned to leave. And it wasn't until the sound of her high heels disappeared that Meng Qianyang breathed a sigh of relief.
He was rightful just now, but the scene a week ago really impressed him.
He didn't know if there was any connection between meeting He Guaner and refusing the interview with Shancheng Business Daily, he only knew that the boss was sick this time and had a great relationship with He Guaner.
Seven days ago, they met He Guaner in the C1 section, and the woman fainted after saying something inexplicable, and then sent to the hospital for examination It turned out to be myocarditis caused by a viral cold.
Who knew that this virus was too domineering, his brother Chunshan also won the lottery, and when he came back that night, the situation was not quite right, and his temper was extremely short-tempered, because the interview plan of Shancheng Business Daily was unsatisfactory and he slammed the door, and at twelve o'clock in the evening, he began to have a fever.
After that, the fever lasted for five whole days, reaching a maximum of 40 degrees, and the whole person was in a daze, and it was not until the day before yesterday that the fever completely subsided.
I have known Mo Chunshan for ten years, and it is the first time that he has been sick like this, but what surprised Meng Qianyang the most was Mo Chunshan's performance when he met He Waner.
Thinking of the scene he saw that day, Meng Qianyang perked up and pushed open the door in front of him.
Mo Chunshan sat at the desk, looking intently at the laptop in front of him, his back was straight, but his lips were pale and his face was sickly.
"Don't knock on the door again, when will you get rid of this problem?" Mo Chunshan said as he stretched out his hand and knocked a few keys, "How is Long Jie's matter investigated?"
Meng Qianyang hurriedly closed the door, walked forward quickly, and hurriedly replied before he had time to sit down: "It is indeed Lu Junjie who was contacted by Long Jie's people, and the remuneration of two million makes Lu Junjie make this matter bigger." In addition, the worker had seen An Ruoyu before falling into the well, and I thought this matter was a little strange, but An Ruoyu was now taken away by Guoan, and the matter came to an end, but Long Jie couldn't leave it alone. β
Speaking of this, Meng Qianyang took out a photo and put it in front of Mo Chunshan.
The photo shows two women, the older ones in their fifties, with ordinary appearances, the younger one with delicate eyebrows and eyes, black hair like a waterfall, wearing a tightly wrapped black dress, which is even more beautiful than snow. She held the arms of the older woman affectionately, and the two of them were like mother and daughter.
Mo Chunshan recognized the older woman as Long Jie's wife at a glance, and asked, "What do you propose?"
Meng Qianyang snapped his fingers, and his eyes flashed: "Long Jie's wife started from scratch with him, the two have worked hard for many years but have no children, this young woman's name is Wu Shanshan, more than ten years ago in the Xichuan earthquake, Long Jie went to the disaster area on behalf of the company to help build, and he brought Wu Shanshan when he came back." After that, she ate and lived in Long's house, recognized Long Jie and his wife as godfathers and godmothers, and didn't move out until three years ago. β
"Do you want to say that this is called Wu Shanshan, and it has something to do with Long Jie?" Mo Chunshan frowned.
"Yes," Meng Qianyang nodded, his voice raised slightly, "I also found out that when Chu Shanshan was in high school, Long Jie took her to have an abortion." The surname Long is not a person, if it weren't for the strict investigation now, I don't know how many underage girls have been affected by him. In short, this Miss Wu has long been a secret lover raised by Long Jie, and they have a small villa in the south of the city, and they have trysts every week. Also, the company under Wu Shanshan's name that does import and export trade is actually Long Jie's small treasury. β
"Is the news reliable?" Mo Chunshan interrupted his chatter, "Since you are an underground lover, where did you get these unknown secrets?"
Meng Qianyang nodded vigorously: "The matter of Long Jie's small treasury was leaked by the accountant of Wu Shanshan's company, as for the relationship between Wu Shanshan and Long Jie, she said it when she returned to her hometown last month to worship her biological parents and burned paper money for her parents after breaking people apart. After that, I asked people to watch her every move, and sure enough, I found out about the relationship between her and Long Jie. β
Mo Chunshan immediately understood that Meng Qianyang must have made people do something in front of Wu Shanshan's parents' spiritual seat. He subconsciously glanced at the pen holder in front of him and asked, "Have you cleaned it up?"
Meng Qianyang understood and immediately replied: "It was cleaned up last week." β
Mo Chunshan nodded, his expression indifferent: "So, are you going to inform Long Jie's wife about this?"
"Yes! Long Jie is actually a person who is very afraid of his wife, his wife has been with him for more than 30 years, and the two of them started from scratch, and Long Jie should have a lot of handles in her hands in the process of making a fortune. β
"So you're going to use this to threaten Long Jie and make him obediently sell the shares in his hand to me?" Mo Chunshan narrowed his eyes slightly, "After I buy his shares, you will release the news to a few local tabloids, making him uneasy?"
Meng Qianyang glaredβwhy was he guessed by his boss again? Could it be that he had the four big words "words without faith" written on his face?
He had no choice but to answer "yes" honestly.
After a few seconds, Mo Chunshan nodded slightly: "Not bad." β
Meng Qianyang excitedly put away the photos on the table, and couldn't wait to say, "Then I'll do it." β
"You wait first," Mo Chunshan called out to him, "I originally wanted to buy what Long Jie had in his hand, but now I have changed my mind." β
Meng Qianyang's feet froze and he almost fell. He looked at Mo Chunshan, a little dumbfounded-is it possible, Brother Chunshan is still soft-hearted?
Mo Chunshan clasped his hands in front of him, and spoke slowly: "Wu Shanshan, right, you go talk to her, and ask her if she is willing to be an old man's canary for the rest of her life, or a phoenix that has been reborn in Nirvana." β
Meng Qianyang's eyes widened: "You mean ......"
He forgot to use the honorific title under his excitement, but he didn't quite understand that even if Wu Shanshan betrayed Long Jie and ran away, Long Jie just didn't have a small treasury, and with ten percent of the company's shares in his hand, he could still make waves.
Is it really like this?
Mo Chunshan seemed to smile, and explained patiently in a rare way: "Long Jie has just been out of prison for half a year, and now he is busy making a comeback, if there are enough tempting projects to come to his door but he does not have enough funds, do you think he will pledge the shares in his hand to cash out, or will he increase leverage?"
"Oh, this is going to dig a pit?" Meng Qianyang suddenly realized, and slapped his forehead suddenly, "Let Long Jie pledge the shares and then press the stock price to the liquidation point, and he will have nothing." The matter of pony investment some time ago was to ambush this matter?"
Mo Chunshan was noncommittal and replied: "You can guess what project Long Jie will take the bait nine times out of ten, and hand in the answer after three days, don't ask Caijia." β