Wen Ran was urged by Luo Haofeng, and couldn't help laughing: "If you hadn't asked me so many words, would I have been able to delay until now." ”

Hearing Wen Ran's words, Qin Mu also smiled and said, "Ah Feng, if Xiuchen knows in the future that you delayed Ran Ran to reply to him, I'm afraid you will be unlucky again." ”

"Cut, if you don't say it, how can he know." Luo Haofeng raised his eyebrows, looking disapproving.

He had the experience of being reorganized by Mo Xiuchen's black-bellied man, and of course he knew in his heart that Qin Mu was not scaring him, that ink-bellied black was a six-hearted man who did not recognize him.

Wen Ran ignored the two of them anymore, lowered his head, and began to reply to messages.

The content of the message sent by Mo Xiuchen was like this: I sent the annoying secretary away in the morning, and I was really in a good mood without her dangling in front of me, and I wanted to have a drink to celebrate.

Wen Ran didn't think that Mo Xiuchen would really drink when his physical condition did not allow it.

Therefore, when she saw his message just now, her first reaction in her heart was that Xiu Chen must be tempting her, every message he sent was not really chatting with her, and he was not the kind of person who would be bored enough to exchange information with a stranger.

He tried again and again, and she answered cautiously, not wanting to break her promise in the slightest. In her opinion, as long as she didn't take the initiative to provoke him and didn't tell him about the past, it would be fine.

She hesitated and wrote, "It's a pleasure to get rid of people you hate, but if you become an alcoholic, you lose more than you gain." ”

After writing and reading it again, she pressed send.

In country D, in the high-end apartment, Mo Xiuchen leaned lazily on the sofa, his slender legs straight, one leg resting on the coffee table, and holding a glass of boiled water in his hand.

When the message came in, he hooked the corner of his lips, put down his glass, and picked up his phone.

Looking at the message she replied, the smile on the corner of Mo Xiuchen's mouth seeped into a trace of charm, sexy, squinted his eyes slightly, and after staring at the message and thinking for a while, he replied: "You are really an interesting person."

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The message was sent, and he chuckled.

Becoming an alcoholic, did he ever have the experience of becoming an alcoholic?

Although he doesn't remember his past, he doesn't think that he is the kind of person who will buy drunk with alcohol, or can't control his emotions, even if something happens, he will find a way to solve it, how can he become an alcoholic.

For a moment, he suddenly wanted to dial the phone, to hear her voice again, that soft voice, listening, very comfortable.

When his long fingers touched the screen, he held back again.

Thinking of the time she called, she said, 'You made a mistake', and I couldn't help but feel a little depressed, he must know her, definitely.

From this exchange of information, he could feel that she was deliberately estranged and deliberately concealed, and there must be something distressing.

She used to be her own person, why did she avoid it after she lost her memory. Why didn't his father mention it, which gave him the illusion that he had only known one Cheng Jia in the past thirty years.

However, how is this possible.

The smile on the corner of Mo Xiuchen's mouth cooled slightly, even if he couldn't get his memory back, he had to figure out who he was in his previous thirty years of life.

When I dreamed back at midnight, where did the emptiness and sadness in the bottom corner of my heart come from?

Originally, he could know his past through some shortcuts, but he didn't want to do that, especially when she said that she had made the wrong call, and his heart couldn't help but want to contact her, and he had no intention of using other channels.

He likes to send her a message when he's fine, and likes to chat with her like this, telling her how he's doing, and although she replies cautiously and carefully every word, it is difficult to hide the concern for him in the message.

Aside from the concern in her message, he decided that she and he were not strangers simply because she had the patience to communicate with a stranger in this way, and gave him a feeling of extreme familiarity.

After Mo Xiuchen sent out that message, he didn't get a response from Wen Ran for a long time.

He thought that she might be at work and didn't have time to reply to his message, so he picked up the water cup on the coffee table, drank the water, and got up to take a shower.

Mo Xiuchen took a shower, sat on the sofa, dialed Secretary Wu's phone, and asked her to come over to his house.

For the convenience of work, Mo Xiuchen asked Secretary Wu to live in Cheng Jia's apartment, and just at the door opposite him, Secretary Wu knocked on his door in less than a minute.

Mo Xiuchen got up to open the door, and Secretary Wu shouted with a smile and respectfully, "President." ”

"Come in and talk about it." Mo Xiuchen dropped a sentence lightly, turned around and sat down on the sofa, Secretary Wu didn't know what he called himself, and he was a little nervous in his heart.

"There is only plain water at home, do you drink it?"

Mo Xiuchen leaned back on the sofa, looking at Secretary Wu with deep eyes like a pool, who shook his head, "President, I'm not thirsty, what do you command?" ”

"Don't be nervous, I'll call you over, just have a casual chat." Mo Xiuchen's eyebrows stretched out, his handsome facial features softened slightly, and the aura released from his body was not as oppressive as just now, a little more gentle.

Secretary Wu smiled, but the smile was still a little unnatural.

If Mo Xiuchen asked her for work, she wouldn't be so nervous, and the more he said to talk casually, the more she was afraid.

Before coming to country D, Mo Jingteng warned her that what should be said and what should not be said, if she said what should not be said, then what awaits her is ......

Mo Xiuchen looked at Secretary Wu quietly, seeing her nervousness in his eyes, his heart moved slightly, and asked lightly: "You just came from China, you must know about Haochen's situation, right?" ”

Secretary Wu was stunned, as if he was a little surprised, he actually asked Haochen, she thought that he was going to ask, what happened before he lost his memory.

Even so, she didn't dare to be careless, she considered the sentence in her heart, and replied truthfully: "Back to the president, I know a little about Haochen's situation, a few months ago, they poached a group of elites from our company, and they have developed rapidly in recent months. ”

"Well, I know this, Cheng Jia said, I want to know, how did Haochen poach the elite of our company?"

Mo Xiuchen's eyebrows narrowed slightly, and the innate kingly momentum spread out in an instant, making Secretary Wu suddenly nervous again.

She has not been in the MS Group for a long time, but she still heard that those elites were taken away by Mo Xiuchen himself, and when he left the MS Group, not only did his two friends leave, but also took away a large number of backbones, it is said that he has cultivated them for many years.

Even, even Haochen's various competitions with the MS Group during that time were also Mo Xiuchen's means, Mo Zixuan was not his opponent at all, and the backbone elites in the group were poached again, for a while, like an empty shell, Mo Zixuan was naturally not his opponent.

However, where did Secretary Wu dare to say these words, if she said them, the old chairman would not be able to kill her.

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