195: Why do you walk in a weird way?
"Rong Shao..."
Early in the morning, as soon as Mo Xun arrived at the company, he saw Rong Zheng standing at the door of the president's office with his hands in his pockets.
"Hurry up, the flowers that the master is waiting for are all gone." Rong Zheng glanced at him, a little impatient.
In the morning, the temperature was low, Rong Zheng crawled out of the quilt with difficulty, and ran over without brushing his face or washing his teeth, who knew that the office had not yet opened, which made him feel angry in his heart, and he didn't have a good face at the moment.
Seeing this, Mo Xun hurriedly took out the key and opened the office.
"Rong Shao, this is the red envelope that Mr. Qin handed over to purchase."
After entering, Mo Xun didn't dare to delay, and directly took out a large box of red envelopes from the inside and put them on the table.
Rong Zheng looked at it, the corners of his mouth twitched, when will this big box be sealed?
Oh... He shouldn't have agreed at the beginning, saying that he didn't fake his hands to others, and his sincerity was leveraged, Mao... Now he just wants to throw it in the trash.
You can't live if you do your own evil...
Immediately afterwards, Mo Xun took out another cardboard box, but the outer packaging of this carton was very exquisite, "Rong Shao, this is 1111 grams of 100 yuan, and the attendees are expected to be 2,000 people. ā
Rong Zheng raised his eyebrows and looked at the RMB in the box, and the corners of his mouth twitched again, what is Uncle Nine going to do?
1111, what does this number represent?
Want to want?
Belch... How does it feel a little obscene?
If you follow his thinking, 11.11 represents singles.
Uncle Jiu, are you sure that the red envelope you opened means this?
Looking at Mo Xun, Rong Zheng picked up the cardboard box containing the money, "You can help me carry the box." ā
Mo Xun didn't speak, silently carrying a large cardboard box and following Rong Zheng into the elevator.
"Rong Shao, Mr. Qin will be here tonight, right?"
Rong Zheng raised the money in his hand, "Did you Mr. Qin have such red envelopes in previous years?" ā
Mo Xun shook his head, "No." ā
In previous years, year-end bonuses and Spring Festival red envelopes were issued.
However, this time, Mo Xun is the same as Rong Zheng, and he can't guess what Qin Mo is going to do this time?
If you talk about giving red envelopes to employees, this amount of money seems to be a bit less. More than 100,000 yuan, 2,000 employees, and a maximum of 200 yuan per person, oh, it is equivalent to going to Pizza Hut for a set meal.
"You and Uncle Nine should have been together for five or six years, you don't know how I know?" Rong Zheng raised his eyebrows.
The things were moved to the car, and Mo Xun watched the pink Rolls-Royce walk away, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
Rong Shao, he's your uncle, don't you know better?
Also, how do you sound sour?
*
"Ah Zheng, come over for breakfast..."
When Rong Zheng carried a large box into Qin's house, the old man at the dinner table beckoned to him happily.
Qin Yunruo and his wife arrived at four or five o'clock in the morning, and got up to have breakfast together within two hours of resting, while Qin Lao was in a good mood when he saw his daughter.
"Auntie, aunt-in-law..."Ah Zheng greeted the two and then began to busy himself with his own affairs.
"Ah Zheng, let's have breakfast first and wait for the busy." Qin Yunruo spoke.
Qin Yunrong glanced at Rong Zheng: "Eldest sister, don't pay attention to him, he will eat by himself if he is hungry." ā
The people at the dinner table chatted while eating, while Rong Zheng loaded his own red envelopes.
Looking at the results of half an hour of busy work, Rong Zheng had the urge to go crazy, why did he pretend to be a few for so long?
When will it be necessary to load 2,000?
"Mom, aunt, third aunt, if you finish eating, come over and help, if you can't finish this, Uncle Nine will be angry."
"Ninth Uncle Ninth Uncle, take advantage of your Ninth Uncle's absence, and use him as a shield." Qin Yunrong walked over and patted Rong Zheng's head as he spoke, "What are you going to do with so much cash and red envelopes?" ā
Rong Zheng loaded the money seriously, "Uncle Nine didn't say. ā
If Uncle Nine said it, is the dress he still uses so boring?
*
Yun Jia
Yun Tianjing and Tang Shuying were having breakfast with Mrs. Yun.
"Shuying, you have class first, and you'll be with me at night. I also have to rest for a while after breakfast, and after more than ten hours of airplanes, this old bone is going to fall apart. ā
Tang Shuying took out a tissue and wiped the corners of her mouth, "Mom, you use it slowly, I'm going to teach, and I'm going out for a walk with you at night." ā
Hearing this, Old Lady Yun nodded, "Go ahead, don't be late." ā
After Tang Shuying left, Old Lady Yun put down her fork and looked at Yun Tianjing, "Tonight is a party jointly organized by the Jewelry Group and the Qin Family, you have time to go for a walk." ā
"Grandma, I heard that you have a good relationship with the eldest lady of the Qin family, and I have an invitation letter in my hand, do you want to join us?"
Grandma has been abroad for a few years, and she is in the same city as the eldest lady of the Qin family, so she can be regarded as having a close relationship, and if she can't talk about deep friendship, she can still be regarded as a friend.
The Yun family is mainly engaged in tourism and has cooperation with Qin's hotels, but he does not have a deep personal relationship with Qin Mo.
Mrs. Yun shook her head, "It's good for you to go, I'll sit there with an old bone and watch the little girl perform, and I'm not comfortable." ā
Hearing this, Yun Tianjing smiled, "Grandma, as far as I know, the two of them haven't arrived in City A yet." ā
When Mrs. Yun heard this, she stopped talking for a while.
"Grandma?" Yun Tianjing let out a low scream.
"Tianjing, is grandma thinking too much?" Suddenly, Mrs. Yun looked at Yunjing and said this.
Yun Tianjing: "..."
It's a question he can't answer.
After a while, Mrs. Yun said again: "Hey... You check it first. ā
Yun Tianjing: "..."
It is said that women are fickle, and older women are more fickle.
Grandma, are you checking or not checking?
*
The Lu family
After Mu Sihan hung up the phone, he breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Lu Donghua went on a mission, not fooling around. For this point, the stone in her heart has fallen, but it is inevitable that she will be a little angry.
I don't squeak when I go out on a mission, it's really annoying.
"Mom, I'm ready for the New Year." Upstairs, Lu Huaian put on his clothes and walked down.
Mu Sihan was still angry, but he responded lightly, "En." ā
Lu Huai'an walked down and stood in front of her for a few seconds before speaking: "Mom, aren't you preparing New Year's goods?" ā
Looking up at him, Mu Sihan was a little upset, "In two days, I will make a list for Sister-in-law Li to purchase, and I will prepare your gift list for you in advance, and visit and show your face after the year." ā
Hearing this, Lu Huaian spoke without thinking about it: "No need." ā
These were his least favorites.
He is a leader and does not like people to talk to him, and he doesn't like to talk to others.
Mu Sihan had a calm face, "Lu Huai'an, it's been a few years since you came out to mingle, you should know the bends and bends better than me." How many people are still staring at your position below, if you don't take care of the relationship, the road ahead will be very hard. ā
"Heh..."Lu Huai'an let out a sneer, "Doesn't Dad also run the door every year?" After all these years, he is still just a colonel. ā
"You..."Hearing this, Mu Sihan was speechless for a while.
Lu Huai'an was telling the truth, but she didn't like to hear it.
Without waiting for her to recover, Lu Huai'an's voice continued to fall, "Since it's useless, then why should I waste time and energy?" If it weren't for you, maybe Dad would be an ordinary person, right? However, he met you, so he is now a colonel, and he has endured you all these years, and these are things that I cannot accept, and I don't like to look at other people's faces. No matter how far this road can go, I hope that I will come out on my own, so you will not interfere in my affairs in the future. ā
His father is the son-in-law of the Mu family, and he knows what kind of life he is doing, looking at his father-in-law's face, the family is angry with his wife, although that person is his father, but he will not sympathize.
The path you choose yourself, you can't blame others.
"Lu Huai'an..."Mu Sihan shouted angrily, but Lu Huai'an had already gone away.
Rebel, what a rebel...
*
Jewellery Group
"Assistant Wu, have things been arranged?"
Assistant Wu looked at Huo Shao, who was working with his head down, and nodded, "It's ready, it's just that Designer An can't be contacted yet." Huo Shao, if Miss An can't come back, you can use the VCR method to award the award, let everyone know first, and then it's not too late for Designer An to come back and let her receive it. ā
Huo Shao looked at his watch, his face was a little unsightly, "Arrange it in the last link." ā
It's about the glory of the staff, and he doesn't want to cancel it so easily.
"Also, give me a copy of the guest list."
"Okay."
After Assistant Wu left, Huo Shao called Qin Mo.
As soon as the phone was connected, Huo Shao spoke, "Where are you, have you come back?" ā
"Your call couldn't have come at a better time."
The cold voice, the corners of Huo Shao's mouth twitched slightly, "Exercise on the window?" ā
This old man, let him die of exhaustion, when he is old, he still learns what romance others play, what Paris to play, damn it, he has been tired to death these days.
"Are you sure you want to keep talking?"
With a beep, the phone hung up, and smoke came out of Huo Shaoqi's head.
He viciously cursed Qin Mo, if he died, he would also be squeezed dry and died...
*
An Yining woke up because she was thinking about the party, so she woke up and fell asleep, slept and woke up, but this time she woke up because someone had tightened her floor.
Before she could fully wake up, her lips were gagged, and she almost gasped for the kiss.
An Yining pushed Qin Mo with his hand, but Qin Mo was still unmoved, and only let go of her when he felt that it was enough.
"Awake?" The hoarse voice, with a lazy tone, made her feel numb.
It's just that An Yining rolled her eyes very facelessly.
She woke up, and opened her mouth with questions.
"What time is it?" As she spoke, she looked towards the window.
The heavy curtains were all opened, and there was no light to be seen, only the faint yellow lamps in the room.
Qin Mo hugged her and kissed her forehead, "It's still early, do you want to go to bed, eh?" ā
She has been asleep since she got on the plane. When he got off the plane, he still carried her into the car, and until now, he has slept for a long time, but sleeping on the plane is not as comfortable as sleeping on the window.
An Yining shook her head and took out her mobile phone on the bedside table, the time showed 5 o'clock in the afternoon, which was indeed quite early, but when she saw the temperature shown in the weather forecast, she retracted it again.
It was so warm in the bed that she didn't want to get up.
"I'm so lazy." An Yining looked up at him.
Qin Mo put her mobile phone on the cabinet, "The party starts at half past seven, and it's good to go back when you're ready for the lottery." ā
Hearing this, An Yining smiled, "It's not good." ā
Huo Shao knew that he would definitely be angry.
According to Yang Su's complaint, Huo Shao paid a lot of money in the cash lottery, and if he was absent in the early stage and appeared in the lottery, he would definitely be angry.
"I'm up, I'm going to put on makeup later, and it's almost time."
After An Yining washed, she ate something and went into the bedroom, opened the wardrobe to choose clothes, and looked at it, not knowing what to wear.
Seeing her enter the bedroom, Qin Mo also followed, he didn't speak, but sat on the window and watched her pick out clothes.
An Yining didn't have a lot of clothes herself, but Qin Mo added a lot of clothes to her, she opened the doors of the wardrobe and swept them all, but she still didn't know which one to wear.
In the end, I picked two pieces and compared them in front of the mirror, but I still didn't think they looked good.
"What do you think of this?" An Yining asked him.
Looking at An Yining, who was constantly holding clothes and comparing them, Qin Mo's eyes flashed deeply, and his voice was faint, "Since it is an annual meeting, the color of the clothes should be more festive." ā
Hearing this, An Yining decisively hung up her clothes back and rummaged through them.
Seeing that she had difficulty choosing, Qin Mo stood up and picked one from the inside, "The layout of the venue is mainly in red tones, and it will be fresher when wearing water blue." ā
An Yining took the clothes, "This one is too slim, and it doesn't look good with a coat, so let's change it." ā
If it's too slim, you can't add warm clothes inside, and it will die of cold.
"There's heating inside, so if you wear too much, it will get hot, so it's good to wear a coat when you get in and out of the car." Qin Mojian yƬ.
An Yining thought about it, and still took the clothes, wanting to try the effect, but seeing Qin Mo there, his face was a little unnatural.
"You go out for a while, I'm going to change my clothes."
Hearing this, the corners of Qin Mo's mouth hooked slightly, but his eyes deepened a little, "Wife, I'm no one else, don't avoid it." ā
An Yining glared at him a few times before putting on his clothes behind his back, his movements were not slow, and he put on his clothes at once, as if he would be looked at more if he was slower.
In fact, the two are already very close, but every time they are naked, naked, and opposite, she is still very shy.
"Help, the zipper won't close." An Yining pulled the zipper behind her back and spoke.
Qin Mo stared at her snow back, his eyes deepened, and he pulled hard, and the zipper was buckled.
"Qin Mo, it's a little tight, I want to change it."
An Yining looked down at her chest, her clothes were deep V-necked, faintly revealing her career line, but she felt uncomfortable with some tightness in front.
Looking at the scenery in the mirror, Qin Mo didn't say anything, picked out a scarf for her to bring, and put a coat on her.
"I have something to deal with, I'll come over later, and I'll let Rong Zheng pick you up later."
*
At seven o'clock, Qin Mo sent her to Rong Zheng's car, and looked at An Yining, who got into the car alone, and Rong Zheng whistled.
What does Uncle Nine mean?
Not going?
What's wrong with those red envelopes?
"Rong Zheng, let's go." After fastening her seatbelt, An Yining spoke to Rong Zheng.
The car started, and Rong Zheng consciously spoke, "Little aunt, is Paris romantic?" ā
"It's romantic." An Yining smiled, "You'll know when you go." ā
"Ha," Rong Zheng laughed, "Little aunt, you can introduce your female friends to me or something, if it's done, I can consider going to Paris for a few days." ā
Now that Uncle Jiu has a famous flower, he has no time to pay attention to him at all.
Oh, to be exact, he is lonely, empty, and cold now, and he also wants to be comforted
Belch...
Looking at Rong Zheng's smiling sao Bao's side face, An Yining doubted, "Ah Zheng, do you want to end your single life?" ā
Stimulated by what?
You kid is crazy all day long, do people stand you?
"yes."
"I think you're doing well now."
"Not good." Rong Zheng didn't think about it before he spoke, "Uncle Nine won't accompany me anymore." ā
An Yining: "..."
Why are you so complaining?
It seems that it was because of her that Qin Mo ignored him.
Realizing this, An Yining didn't know what to say.
After thinking about it, Qin Mo has rarely gone home recently, and he rarely sees Rong Zheng... Suddenly, An Yining felt a little guilty.
"I'll advise him."
When Rong Zheng heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he seemed to have said the wrong thing.
It's over, it's over...
If the little aunt persuaded Uncle Nine to go back, he would be the first to be skinned.
Oh...
One misstep becomes a thousand years of hatred...
Rong Zheng squeezed out a smile, "Little aunt, I'm joking, I've been very busy at work recently, how can I have time to play." But Uncle Nine is a little strange, I asked me to seal a lot of red envelopes this morning, and he didn't come himself, you say, what about those red envelopes? ā
Don't buy a lottery ticket for the master.,Maybe you can buy a new car if you win the jackpot....
*
The party was held in a large conference building of a five-star hotel, Yang Su and Lin Ling knew that she was coming, so they waited at the door early, and when they saw her get out of the car, they greeted her directly.
"Ning Ning, why aren't you dressed up?" Lin Ling looked at her in a black coat and couldn't help but speak.
"yes." Yang Su jumped up, "Those women of the Qin clan have low necks and show their thighs, and they don't know if they are cold or not. Sister Ning Ning, you don't have a show, so it's warm to dress like this. ā
An Yining watched the two of them rarely dress themselves seriously, and couldn't help but take a few more looks.
"Will you dislike me if I wait like this?"
Hearing this, Lin Ling smiled, "Ning Ning, don't pretend, I know you're wearing a dress inside." But what's wrong with the way you walk now? ā
"Why?" An Yining's face tightened the collar of her coat unnaturally, "Let's go in, it's windy outside." ā