Headquarters of SK Pharmaceutical Group in European country G.

A handsome, blonde, tall and straight, less than forty years old, standing by the floor-to-ceiling window of Ruoda's office, looking out the window, with a hint of gloom in his eyes, a slightly gray expression on his face, his hands in his pants, as if looking into the distance and thinking about something?

Bob stood behind this man, puzzled, how could he not be like the man he thought of as a decisive and straightforward decision-maker?

Bob took a step forward with questions, but the man in front of the window still didn't move, Bob had to follow the man's gaze and look out the window, he wanted to see what was outside the window, so that this man who only knew work and was already a workaholic was so obsessed.

"Hmph....... Bob, are you a little strange, why haven't I listened to your report until now, but kept looking out the window, huh?"

The man in front of the window spoke, and his words were straight and spoke in authentic Chinese.

The man snorted twice as soon as he opened his mouth, ending in a long "um" note.

"Yes, sir, in the past, as soon as we came back, you had to listen to the report as soon as possible, today is indeed a bit abnormal, we are a little unaccustomed, and sir, you have been looking out the window, is there more important than the news we brought back?"

Bob genuinely expressed his feelings.

"Haha........ of course, it's very important, very important, there is 'poetry and distance' outside the window".

Bob glanced at his boss, his eyes full of surprise, when did the boss become a poet?

With his boss's personality, literature, poets and bosses are not close to each other at all, his boss is a top student of the world's most famous medical university, and he has been dealing with those medical terms since he was a child, and I am afraid that he doesn't even know what "poetry" is.

If you want to discuss "poetry" with him, he will definitely treat you as a rare animal, and he will definitely think that human beings need this kind of thing called "poetry"?

He will surely say to you, if you are sick, can "poetry" cure you?

In short, no one should discuss anything with him except medicine.

Seeing the appearance of the boss at this time, Bob even wondered if it was the boss standing in front of him.

"Okay, I'm not kidding you, let's get down to business! However, after Bob, you have to not only understand humor, but also adapt to the presence of humor, um".

The man in front of the window was another post-nasal long sound.

Bao Zuo once again doubted the authenticity of the boss.

The man in front of the window is Aaron, president of SK Pharmaceutical Group, whose Chinese name is Aaron

Aaron: A 38-year-old man from European country G, a doctor of medicine, who mainly studied pharmacological theories, and later took over the family business, SK Pharma Group is one of his family businesses, and he is in charge of it, and other family businesses are in charge of other people in his family, and Aaron is only responsible for regularly checking performance.

Bob is reporting back.

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Yin Baiqing Villa.

When Yin Mo came to Yin Baiqing's villa, he saw that there was no one in the villa, what did this mean? Didn't you say that the old man was seriously ill? How do you look at it, it doesn't look like there is a seriously ill person in the family?

Yin Mo had a question in his heart, and looked around the villa, his eyes were confused. When did she ever come here?

Alas, this man is really old! She sighed.

Thinking of the first time she came here, she was angry, Yin Baiqing came to settle in the "Spring City", she was full of joy, and felt that she could live a good life with Yin Baiqing, even if it was underground, anyway, who in the Yin family can take her Yin Mo now?

However, this old guy, when he saw her come to his new home, it was like seeing some demons and monsters, and asked her to leave immediately, and said that the impact was not good, so she turned around and left, and never stepped into Yin Baiqing's residence again, and never wanted to meet Yin Baiqing.

If it weren't for the fact that now, when she is old and has to explain the future, for the sake of her closest relatives, she Yin Mo will not set foot in this old guy's territory again.

"Old lady, you are old, the old man is in the bedroom, you come with me."

Uncle Chen, the housekeeper of Yin Baiqing's family, came downstairs, and just happened to see Yin Mo, so he hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

"What's wrong with the old man? Ah San didn't say it clearly. ”

Yin Mo asked Uncle Chen in an anxious tone.

"Old lady, you can go up and take a look, the old man has been waiting for you to be old."

Yin Mo heard Chen say that Yin Baiqing was waiting for her, and a trace of warmth arose in his heart. Is the old guy coming, his conscience has been discovered, or is he going to renew his relationship with her?

Yin Mo thought of this, and the old face lacked red rhyme.

If she knew that after she entered, what was waiting for her was the last thing she wanted to hear, the least want to know, and the least to admit in this life, she probably wouldn't have stepped into Yin Baiqing's bedroom door.

She would rather deceive herself than what she wanted, and in her twilight years, she was beaten to pieces, and finally disappeared in the slow years.

Yin Mo walked into Yin Baiqing's bedroom, and to her surprise, there were three other people in the bedroom who had already come first.

In the bedroom, Yin Baiqing was lying on the bed, Yin Qiming and Shangguan Wen stood in front of the bed, Yin Moxin knelt beside the bed, only to see Yin Baiqing holding Yin Moxin's hand tightly, looking at Yin Moxin with both eyes, and his eyes flashed with Yin Mo's long-lost doting gaze.

At this time, Yin Mo looked at Yin Baiqing's eyes at his grandson, his heart was sour, and he was a little jealous that his own grandson was coming, alas, she sighed to herself, Yin Mo, you are so lacking in love that you even eat your grandson's vinegar.

Thinking of this, Yin Mo's eyes sank, and he looked at Yin Xiqing again, alas, I haven't seen him for a few days, why is it like this?

Yin Mo remembered the first time she woke up in the hospital that day, and the Yin Baiqing she saw was still in good spirits, which made her feel that the person who was going to die was her Yin Mo, not Yin Baiqing, look at it now, her face was dark, and it was difficult to even breathe, Yin Mojue's nose was sore, her throat was astringent, and she walked to Yin Baiqing's bed.

"You're here, Ah Sin, get her a chair to sit down, and we'll talk slowly, sorting out the love and hatred over the years."

Yin Baiqing said in a hoarse voice that Yin Mo had been looking forward to for a long time.