The old man's question made Mo Sikong sink into memory.

He was only a teenager when there was an accident at home.

At the airport, his mother hugged him, with tears in her eyes, "I'll take you away, Jisheng, you are obedient, as long as you live, you still have a chance to turn over, understand?" ”

"Mom, I'm not leaving, I'm going to find Grandpa Ge, and Qiqi, I can't bear her." The boy named Jisheng struggled.

Mother slapped him in the face: "From now on, you are not allowed to mention that family, Mo Jisheng, do you understand!" ”

"Why, why ......," the child yelled, full of sadness and doubt.

But his mother didn't say anything more, just pulled him on a plane to a foreign country.

He followed his mother and could see her face in tears every day.

It wasn't until a month later that he saw his father in a hospital abroad.

My father was lying on a hospital bed, his face pale and bloodless.

He stepped forward and asked his father why his grandfather didn't come with him.

His father told him that his grandfather had died.

After more than a month of baptism, he knew that something big had happened in the family, and his grandfather's death must have something to do with it, and now he sees his father as the same.

"Dad, what the hell happened and why did it become like this?"

"Child, you don't deserve this, you are innocent."

After saying that, my father coughed violently and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Mo Jisheng stepped forward to help him, his eyes full of tears.

The father lay down, his bloody mouth cracked and smiled, and his big weak hand pressed on his shoulder.

"Mo Jisheng, grandpa gave you this name in the hope that you will inherit the prosperity of the Mo family, now that the Mo family has fallen, you can change your name, call Mo Sikong, forget hatred, forget Jisheng, empty, in order to live with peace of mind, my greatest wish is that you live this life safely and smoothly."

He nodded, answering his father's words.

"Dad, I'm ......" He wanted to say something, but before he finished speaking, the hand on his shoulder slipped down, and his father closed his eyes and walked very peacefully.

When my mother came in, she happened to see this scene, and the lunch box in her hand fell to the ground, and like her father, she spat out a mouthful of blood.

Since then, her health has deteriorated.

Mo Jisheng changed his name to Mo Sikong.

Running around at home, school, and everywhere you can earn pocket money.

Washing dishes in a restaurant, milkman in a neighborhood, helping people mow lawns, and caring for sick and hospitalized elderly.

It wasn't until later that his talent was able to prop up his ambitions.

Everything is slowly getting better.

The name Moskoon, gradually became louder in one area, and then the city.

Zulong Group's achievements today are due to the results of his hard work at a young age.

Old Man Ge sighed slightly: "Alas, I was thinking at the beginning, if this son of my family is half as satisfying as your father, I won't be so sad, your father is a rare good young man, but it's a pity that God is jealous of talent." ”

"Dad left peacefully, but it hurt Mom." Mo Sikong suppressed the sadness in his heart and slowly spoke.

Ge Zhenjiang didn't continue, but just sighed and said: "The situation at that time, alas, fortunately, your mother took you away." ”

Mo Sikong's eyes lit up, and he looked at Ge Zhenjiang with a coolness: "Does Grandpa Ge know what happened back then, why was our family persecuted?" ”

"I ......" Ge Zhenjiang sank, and his heart tightened.

also looked, where was the doubt, it was clearly a forced question, as if he knew the truth.

Mo Sikong withdrew his gaze.

Ge Zhenjiang was puzzled, the look in his eyes just now was just puzzled: "When the accident happened, I was not there, and when I came back after the task was completed, I knew that something had happened to your family." ”

The two were silent.

Each has its own thoughts.

Miao Sen knocked on the door and brought tea.

He still didn't feel at ease, and wanted to come in and have a look.

The atmosphere in the office is finally not as oppressive as it was just now.

Miao Sen put the document in front of Mo Sikong and told him that in an hour, Yang Qiandao would come to visit.

Mo Sikong waved his hand to let him out.

Old Man Ge remained silent and asked, "Does Qiqi know your identity?" ”

He shook his head.

"Qiqi's child is also miserable, after you left, she was in a slump for a long time, and finally got out of the shadow of your departure, and her father made some trouble, causing her and her mother to suffer a lot of grievances." Old Man Ge's tone was full of distress.

Mo Sikong's face was mild, without any ups and downs, but he responded softly: "She really needs someone to hurt." ”

What else does the old man want to say.

I saw Miao Sen knock on the door again and come in, followed by the girl who was talking about the two of them.

Geqi was stunned when he saw his grandfather in Mo Sikong's office: "Grandpa, why are you here?" ”

The smile on Ge Zhenjiang's face was a little stiff, and he stood up: "Didn't you say that you worked here, I'll just come and take a look, and go through the back door by the way, so that Mr. Mo can take more care of you." ”

Geqi was moved, and at the same time a little weak-hearted: "Grandpa, I'm fine, why don't you run in person." ”

"Okay, then I'll go back, you do a good job here, I believe that you Mr. Mo will not treat you badly, Mr. Mo, right?" Old Man Ge's face was full of kindness, and he looked at Mr. Mo again.

Mo Sikong just nodded slightly: "Don't worry, Ge Qi is here, it will definitely be better." ”

"That's good, that's good......" After the old man finished speaking, he left.

Miao Sen's face was not very natural, Mo Sikong asked him to take Ge Qi away and go to the personnel department, and he personally sent Ge Zhenjiang away.

Miao Sen took Ge Qi to the personnel department and got a work card.

took her around the Zulong Group building, and after the introduction, he took her back to the president's office and arranged her in the secretary's office.

Airborne secretary.

I still had to talk to Mr. Mo alone yesterday, and then Mr. Mo came out of the conference room in disheveled clothes and stood in front of them early this morning.

Everyone has labeled her in their hearts.

Geqi sat closest to the office.

Mo Sikong pressed the inside line: "Geqi, help me get a cup of coffee." ”

Geqi frowned and went to the pantry and quickly brought a cup of coffee to the office.

The secretary's office, watching the door to the president's office close.

Immediately gossip.

"This woman is not simple!"

"I heard that when the president attended the yacht banquet, he brought her."

"Has the girl from any family inquired clearly?"

"I don't know, there are few people with the surname Song, and I have come to find cooperation recently, it seems that there is a company with the surname Song, but the owner of that company has a daughter who is engaged to the son-in-law of the Song family."

The crowd wondered who she was and shook their heads.

Mo Sikong was looking at the documents sent by Yang Qiandao.

He handed the document to Geqi: "Count the data on this before noon, are you done?" ”

Ge Qi glanced at the dense numbers, nodded stunned.

Mo Sikong said again: "If you have difficulties, go to Miao Sen, eh?" ”

"Okay, Mr. Mo." She has a businesslike appearance, with a strong force.

The face of the cheerful little girl who followed him as a child overlapped with hers in his mind.

Since they met, he hadn't seen Ge Qi smile happily once.

His heart ached.

Geqi came out of the office and buried himself in the papers.

In the face of everyone's whispers, she couldn't hear them.

But she just didn't hear it.

An hour later, she delivered the processed documents to Moskoon's office.

"Mr. Mo, the documents you wanted." She put the papers in front of Mo Sikong.

After Mo Sikong looked at it, his eyes showed surprise: "You did it?" ’

"Did you give the documents back to someone else?" Geqi is neither humble nor arrogant.

"Very well done." Mo Sikong raised his eyes to meet her smug look and praised her seriously.

Ge Qi was stunned for a moment, then turned embarrassed, and lowered his eyes in a panic: "Thank you for the president's praise, if there is nothing else, I will go out first." ”

With that, she turned to leave.

"Wait!" Mo Sikong called out to her.

Geqi stood there, and Mo Sikong got up, crossed the desk, and walked in front of her.

This man has a light blue shirt, black casual trousers, round scalp shoes, and a clothes rack that is more proportional than the male model.

She held her breath and looked at him with watery eyes.

Mo Sikong's eyes, staring at her lips tightly, leaned in slightly.

Her body tensed even more.

Mo Sikong lowered his head to her ear: "Your shirt button is open." ”

Ge Qi lowered his head suddenly, and sure enough, there was a spring light, all in his eyes, turning his head, and his lips touched his face.

She flinched, but Mo Sikong's hand clasped the back of her head.

"You took the initiative." After he finished speaking, he kissed her moist and soft lips.

"Hmm......"

Geqi's face was flushed.

If you want to break free, this is the office, come in a person, see them like this, the whole building is afraid to know what she and Mo Sikong mean.

"Don't, don't ...... in the office," she pushed him away.

Mo Sikong was still unsatisfied, looked at her seductive lips, helped her shirt button up, and then spoke: "Okay, you can go out." ”

"You ......" she blushed but gritted her teeth.

Miao Sen saw Ge Qi coming out of the office and hurriedly ran in.

"The president is not good, tomorrow morning's trade fair, because the venue is not rented, may face cancellation."

He said in fear, after all, this was because he didn't supervise it in place, so there was such an oversight.

This kind of thing is absolutely not allowed by Moskong.

I thought he was going to be furious.

But Mo Sikong gently rubbed his index finger against his lips, and his face was dyed with pleasure.

Kind-hearted stood up: "Yes, since that's the case, let's regroup another one." ”

Miao Sen looked at him in horror: "Huh? ”

Mo Sikong walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder: "Miao Sen, sometimes if this road doesn't work, then find the next one, maybe it will be clear." ”

As he spoke, he went straight to the conference room to prepare for a meeting of the finance department.

There are still ten minutes before Yang Qiandao comes, and before he can do so, he must solve the problem of next month's cash flow.

The actuary was busy for most of the month, and he didn't know what kind of answer he could give him.

He knocked on Geqi's desk and asked her to take notes along with her.