"What are you going to do?" Ye Hao took a few steps forward, looked at Mo Ziyun and asked.

"I've been asleep for two days, and I don't know what's going on with the group right now, so I have to go over and take a look." Mo Ziyun was stunned for a moment and said immediately.

Xishang Group was founded by her, and now she has encountered such a big crisis, she has been in a coma for two days, and after waking up, Mo Ziyun was in a hurry to die, she didn't even call Sophie to ask about the situation, so she went directly to the group to see.

"Everything's fine, you can eat something first. Mother Liu, go and make a bowl of soup for Mr. Mo. Ye Hao turned his head to Liu's mother and said, the latter nodded and immediately entered the kitchen.

Ye Hao walked to Mo Ziyun's side, roughly explained the events of the past two days, and then said softly: "Don't worry, you won't let Long Qinghuai swallow your company." ”

Hearing this, Mo Ziyun looked at Ye Hao with wide eyes: "You, you said that the company has developed a new product, and you also invited Lin Chiling to endorse it?" Or is it a free endorsement? ”

"I haven't eaten yet, if you don't mind, you can come over and eat together." Ye Hao nodded and turned around and walked into the restaurant.

Mo Ziyun's mind couldn't turn around at all, and the words Ye Hao said were too informative. She immediately followed Ye Hao and walked inside.

Ye Hao said while eating, and roughly told Mo Ziyun what happened after she fainted yesterday, and then Mo Ziyun understood, and she didn't comment, just looked straight at Ye Hao.

After Ye Hao, who was struggling to pick up the rice, put down the dishes and chopsticks, he was stunned when he saw Mo Ziyun looking at him in a daze: "Why are you looking at me like this?" ”

"Thank you, Ye Hao." Mo Ziyun suddenly stood up and bowed deeply to Ye Hao.

Burst......

Ye Hao squirted out directly in a mouthful of rice, and if it weren't for his quick reaction, he would almost have sprayed on Mo Ziyun's body. This is the first time he has lost his temper in front of Mo Ziyun, embarrassed!

"You, what do you mean?" Mo Ziyun's face showed a slight look of anger. People thank you seriously, but you spray rice instead, what do you mean?

Ye Hao wiped his mouth, waved his hand and said, "Mr. Mo, don't be like this, I can't stand it." I'm still more used to your cold look, which is good. ”

Hearing this, Mo Ziyun couldn't help but roll his eyes at Ye Hao: "Are you sick?" With that, she got up and walked into the kitchen.

After that, Ye Hao found paper and a pen, told Wu's mother how to calm the nerves, and asked her to go to the pharmacy outside the community at night to buy the medicinal herbs, and let Mo Ziyun drink a bowl before going to bed.

For Ye Hao's words, Liu's mother was convinced, and walked out with the prescription.

After a night of silence, Ye Hao slept soundly, but Mo Ziyun had no sleep, lying on the bed and tossing and turning, as soon as she recalled what Mo Ziming said on the day she fell into a coma, she felt that her heart was blocked. My father's bones are not cold, and he actually became the interim chairman, what does my mother think?

Then there is the Xishang Group, although under the auspices of Ye Hao, has temporarily stabilized the situation, there are still many loopholes in the place, and we must pay careful attention. She also made a special call to most of the executives, including Sophie, in the evening, one to thank them, and the other to inquire about the situation.

When she heard the feedback from the executives that the group is now developing steadily, the stones hanging in her heart have also fallen a lot.

In the middle of the night, Ye Hao was dreaming, and the mobile phone on the bedside table buzzed and vibrate.

He turned over and picked up his mobile phone and glanced at it, only the word "Qin" was displayed on it, he immediately pressed the answer button, and gently walked out of the room with the mobile phone.

"Lao Qin, what's wrong?" Ye Hao immediately asked softly.

Qin Zhongtian's deep voice came from the mobile phone: "Ye Hao, there are some clues about your operation. ”

Hearing this, Ye Hao's right hand holding the mobile phone couldn't help but increase his strength, lowered his voice and asked, "Who is it?" Who killed Lao Kun? ”

"Now we can be sure of two things, first, our intelligence was intercepted and disseminated by an intelligence organization. Second, the air unit that launched the missile that night was not the border guard of country J, but an organization called the "Dark Angels". ”

"Our people have been investigating for a long time, and neither international mercenaries nor terrorist organizations have any of them called "Dark Angels". So I especially tell you, don't be careless, the other party knows the information of Lao Kun's family, and he will definitely come again. ”

"Why? Why are they staring at Lao Kun's family? Ye Hao's eyes were already bloodshot, and the thought of Lao Kun's appearance before his death made him tremble physically and mentally as if he had fallen into a nightmare.

Qin Zhongtian was silent for a few seconds, and said with a hint of speculation in his tone: "It's very likely to be...... In the course of your mission, you have undermined their interests or killed their people. ”

"Dark Angel ......" muttered, already engraved these four words in his bones.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Hao was no longer sleepy, he turned his head, and saw Mo Ziyun standing by the guardrail on the second floor and looking at him quietly.

Who is going to call in the middle of the night, and Mo Ziyun just saw the hideous expression on Ye Hao's face, she wondered if she was dazzled.

How much of this guy is hiding from himself?

"Can't you sleep too?" Mo Ziyun asked Ye Hao, raised his hands and tightened his nightgown, turned around and walked towards the staircase.

Ye Hao lit a cigarette, sat on the sofa and smoked, his expression still a little hideous.

Mo Ziyun sat beside Ye Hao gently, looked at him, and asked softly, "If you have something on your mind, can you tell me about it?" ”

"It's late at night, you rest early." Ye Hao extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray, stood up directly and said a word, turned around and walked into his own room.

Seeing this, Mo Ziyun gritted his teeth, and suddenly felt that he was a little self-inflicted.

In the early morning of the next day, Ye Hao sat on the sofa early and waited for Mo Ziyun, today was Mo Minghui's memorial service, and he knew that Mo Ziyun was definitely going to attend.

Not long after, Mo Ziyun, who was wearing a navy blue dress and carrying a black satchel, walked down, her expression was a little dignified.

The two didn't speak, they walked directly outside, and when they went out, they saw Sophie, who was wearing a dark business suit, was already standing outside the door waiting, obviously she was also going to the memorial service with Mo Ziyun.

The three of them got on the Black Wrangler and went straight to Yangzhou Yangmingshan Funeral Home, which was the best funeral home in Yangzhou, because it was close to the West Sea, so Ye Hao and Mo Ziyun set off early in the morning. The cemetery on Yangmingshan is also expensive, it is said that the yin house here is backed by the mountains and rivers, so the burial here can bless the prosperity of future generations.

Mo Minghui's memorial service will never be dull, after all, he is the chairman of the Mo Group and a member of the Mo family.

White wreaths have been placed on both sides of the road outside the funeral home, all of which have been sent by people from all walks of life, relatives and friends, and white banners and couplets are hung on the gates.

When it was almost nine o'clock, Ye Hao drove into the funeral home, and after the three of them got out of the car, they saw that there were already many people who came to mourn and went inside one after another.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from his ear: "Yo, isn't that Mr. Long?" I didn't expect Mr. Long to come so early. ”

Ye Hao, Mo Ziyun and the others turned their heads to look, only to see a black Maybach parked behind, and Long Qinghuai, who was wearing a dark suit, and his assistant Lao Zhang walked over to this side.