I don't want it to be delivered to the door.

This is the most powerful sentence that overshadows all explanations.

His ruthlessness should really be sad, but Song Qiyue also agrees with this sentence in his heart, and he said it.

Song Qiyue smiled casually and asked, "Now that my relationship with you is public, are the two of us in love?" ”

Mo Zhengyan just looked at her and didn't speak.

He was silent, but he was a little stunned, as if he had been startled just now. It seems that the definition of "falling in love" does not seem to exist in his world.

"Yes and no, I can't tell." Song Qiyue was very generous, and even talked to himself, and finally said, "No matter, just take it as such, then break up happily." ”

"Mo Zhengyan." She called out to him.

Mo Zhengyan stopped in place, and he saw that her always charming and charming smiling face was still as charming and charming as before.

She smiled freely, but the faint coldness in her eyes was determination.

She said, "There will be no time in the future." ”

After just this sentence, Song Qiyue turned around, she didn't look back, and walked to the security checkpoint of the domestic boarding flight.

And behind her, Mo Zhengyan didn't move, he looked at her figure and walked away.

At this time, Qi Jian He Sangsang had already turned back.

He Sangsang said, "Mr. Mo, the boarding pass has been taken, the time is about the same, you should go to the security check." ”

Qi Jian said, "Mr. Mo, Song Lianheng, the manager of the Song family, called just now, and he wants to invite you to meet. ”

Mo Zhengyan didn't respond, just looked ahead.

The two of them were a little curious, and they also looked at him in the line of sight, but they happened to see Song Qiyue's back flashing by.

Mo Zhengyan turned around, he also turned around and walked to the other side, "Call back, I haven't had time recently, everything will be discussed when I come back." ”

"Yes."

……

In fact, the port city is not small in the end, but if you really want to calculate the plate, it is also very large. If it wasn't deliberate, and there was no contact between public and private, it would be really difficult to meet.

After Song Qiyue returned to Hong Kong City, he did not see Mo Zhengyan again.

It's just that in the report, I listened to some news about Mohs's long history.

For example, the much-anticipated undersea tunnel project has already begun. And Mo's actually cooperated with Haicheng Song, a third-party company, to work together to complete this huge project.

Shao Feihu asked, "Jiuyuan actually cooperated with your Song family?" So what did you bother to do before? ”

"Fei'er, teach you a word, it's none of your business." Song Qiyue smiled.

Shao Fei was dumbfounded, "......"

Time flies, from September of one year to the next.

In April of the following year, great changes occurred in the Wuzhou Group, and the infighting between Tang Hanchen, the eldest young man of the Tang family, and Tang Renxiu, the second young man of the Tang family, had reached the point of dire straits. At the board meeting after the year, Vice President Tang Hanchen was kicked out, and even expelled from Wuzhou by General Manager Tang Renxiu and never entered again!

Of course, the outside world does not know these subtle secrets, but the inner circle of the business community is spreading.

And the reason for this is also embarrassing.

It is rumored that Vice President Tang Hanchen was betrayed by his cronies and betrayed by him.

And that cronie is the manager of the public relations department that he single-handedly supports.

"Song July." Qi came up with the name.

On the top floor of the Mohs International Building, a ray of sunlight shines down in the office.

The man sat in the chair, and he listened silently.

"Soon after the former vice president Tang Hanchen got off the horse, she was also kicked out by Tang Renxiu, the general manager of Wuzhou." He Sangsang reported on the side.

Mo Zhengyan didn't speak, and He Sangsang said, "I heard that after she was resigned by Wuzhou, she became a street rat in the business world, and large companies refused to hire her, and she was very depressed." ”

After another while, Mo Zhengyan raised his hand and waved, and both of them retreated.

There was silence in the office.

April warms up, it should be a spring day of the year, Mo Zhengyan lit a cigarette and smoked silently. After half a year, the name echoed in my ears, but when I heard it, it seemed to be a very distant thing.

It was only in the smoke that he suddenly remembered her smile.

Ostentatious and presumptuous, bright like the sun of midsummer.