At night, Mo Ran pulled out Lao Liang's mobile phone.

Lao Liang opened the video, and his face was full of red light, and he looked drunk and smoky.

"You don't want to die, your blood pressure is not good, and you still drink?" Mo Ran scolded him.

"It's fine, just a glass of wine. Lao Liang raised the wine glass in his hand to her.

Mo Ran sighed, leaned on his phone, and asked frustratedly, "Lao Liang, you say, are you a garbage collector?"

"KMC doesn't collect garbage, although it also does environmental protection business, but you also know that what we do is much more advanced than recycling garbage. Lao Liang replied to her seriously.

"I mean, you recycled my garbage. Mo Ran sighed.

"Well, that's what you say, it's like that, what's wrong? Are you bored at home? I'll be back tomorrow at noon, and it's just in time that there's a shareholders' meeting in the afternoon, and I'll introduce you to the board of directors and come to work for me next week. Lao Liang said.

"I figured it out, the company didn't want it, I signed the divorce agreement and never wanted to see that bastard again. Mo Ran muttered as he gnawed his nails.

"That's right, Mo Xiaoran, has the water in your brain run dry?" Lao Liang laughed at her.

"I have to thank you, if it weren't for the fact that you were old and strong, and you were still working at KMC, I really wouldn't have known Xu Haichang so deeply. Mo Ran said.

"Nonsense, nonsense, Mo Xiaoran, where do I do things if I don't do things here? No, Mo Xiaoran, what do you mean by this?" asked her confusedly.

Mo Ran stared at him in the mobile phone video, stroked his hair, and asked solemnly: "Lao Liang, how have you been doing in the past three years?"

"I'm going to ——, Mo Xiaoran, I really grew up, I know that I care about you Uncle Liang?" Lao Liang's extremely excited voice, the video was interrupted suddenly! ”

"Lao Liang, in fact, you are quite handsome, and you own the top 100 companies in the world, why are you still not married at the age of 50?" Mo Ran asked him with a wicked smile.

Lao Liang's image swayed in the phone again.

"What's the matter, Lao Liang, are you drunk? Just your little broken wine, what are you talking about, go to sleep." Mo Ran shouted at his phone.

The image returned to normal, and Lao Liang's huge head seemed to be close to the mobile phone screen: "Mo Xiaoran, why are you asking me this?

"Of course I have an idea, for the sake of you taking care of me for so many years, will I introduce you to a woman?" Mo Ran said with a smile.

"What woman?" Lao Liang's voice cooled.

"Doctor Liao, who treated me! Look, this is her photo! How about it? Match you? Her profession is also very suitable for you, doctor, just take care of you, a lonely old man who fell ill because of work!" Mo Ran shook the photo in his hand proudly.

Lao Liang was listless, and his smile was lost: "I'm drunk and want to sleep." ”

"Don't, don't turn off the video, I'm not done yet!" Mo Ran shouted at the phone, and Lao Liang had already hung up.

"Stinky temper! No wonder no woman is willing to marry you!" Mo Ran stuck out his tongue at the phone, threw the photo aside, and lay down with his hands on his head, Lao Liang spoke properly, saying that if she wanted her to go to work tomorrow, then she would have to go tomorrow afternoon.

She knew his personality and always said the same, and she did the same.

Mo Ran couldn't lie down, got up, took out the newly bought clothes and gestured on his body, and after the comparison, he went to the bathroom to get a mask and began to apply it to his face.

At this moment in my heart, I no longer think about the past.

Some things are like that, and if you don't take them seriously, it's really not the same thing to you!

Mo Ran felt that now he seemed to be back to the happy time before he was married, when he was eating at Lao Liang's house.