In Mo Xianan's office, on the sofa in front of the large LCD screen, a five-year-old ghost sat on a single sofa with his legs crossed.

His expression was indifferent, his hands resting on his sides, and his large, seductive eyes shone with a faint cold light. Through the large screen, he listened to the meeting here.

"Little master, do you want to eat apples?" The woman who was in charge of taking care of him next to him smiled and handed over the peeled apple.

He squinted coldly, still ignoring it.

"Click~!" The door of the office opened, and Mo Xianan came in with Qin Yang.

"Hello little master!" Qin Yang greeted the little ghost.

With the same indifferent expression, he turned off the screen and picked up his handheld computer from the side to play.

"Mo Tingxuan, did you listen carefully to the meeting just now?" Mo Xianan sat down on the side and stared at him, but the little guy didn't raise his head, burying his face and playing with himself.

"Tingxuan, what do you think of this product? Do you have any thoughts on the market? He continued.

Mo Tingxuan still ignored it, lowered his head and played the game on the handheld computer, and the only thing around was the sound of blows coming from the game.

If outsiders see it, they must think that this child is either autistic or addicted to the Internet.

"Mo Tingxuan!" He finally couldn't help but reach out and take his computer, Mo Tingxuan raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes full of charm did not show any innocence, and there seemed to be a layer of three-foot-thick ice under his deep eyes.

Mo Xianan also looked at him; Those big seductive eyes filled with the shadow of another person, and his chest tightened unconsciously.

"Tingxuan, Daddy is asking you, you should answer me well." Mo Xianan retracted his gaze and returned the computer to him in a soft tone.

Mo Tingxuan took the computer and continued to play, and buried his head and said: "I don't have any opinion on the meeting, I just feel that it takes three years to develop an electronic product is not too long, and when you make something, other companies will be listed." The cold tone was emotionless.

Although Mo Tingxuan is only five years old, he has been cultivated in the way of an heir since he was two and a half years old. So, both thinking and speaking are more mature than other children. Naturally, there is also a set of thoughtful opinions on the company's affairs.

"yes, you think so, too?" Faced with his son's idea, Mo Xianan was very satisfied, at least knowing that he had really listened carefully and thought about it.

Mo Tingxuan didn't answer, and had already started playing the game by himself. The face that was very different from Mo Xianan's face still had no expression, and his natural royal spirit made people always feel that it was only the future heir of the Mo clan sitting in front of him, not a child.

Mo Xianan stared at it for a while, sighed heavily, and understood that his son had nothing to say.

"Can I go?" Mo Tingxuan suddenly asked. "That's it." He nodded, and his attitude towards his son was very unpleasant.

The other children, now should be the time when they are most dependent on their parents, either noisy or revolving around Daddy Mommy. But his son, who is always as cold as an iceberg, is as good as he is.

But who is responsible for all this?

He thought of the damn woman again!

Mo Tingxuan jumped off the sofa and walked to Qin Yang playing a game: "Qin Yang, send me back to school." ”

Qin Yang looked at Mo Xianan and nodded: "Yes, little master." ”

Mo Tingxuan took two steps, suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at his father's charming eyes, and said with a shallow mocking smile: "Mo Xianan, I said, take care of the women around you, don't think that you can be my mommy by smirking at me!" If you want to be my mommy, it's still 300 years early! Especially this kind of pig-like one!" After saying that, the little guy walked out without looking back.

Mo Xianan stared at the door, his face suddenly darkened.

"Mr. Mo, look at the little master, he ......" The woman just now was wronged by Mo Tingxuan, and hurried to be coquettish, not wanting Mo Xianan to use a colder tone to directly say a word: "Get out!"

The woman was so frightened that she saw that he was so gloomy that she could eat people's faces, swallowed her saliva and hurried away.

When it was quiet, Mo Xianan leaned his head back on the sofa. The gloomy expression made the entire office sink so that the air could freeze.

"Knock knock!" In. "Two less." Qin Yang is back.

Mo Xianan closed his eyes and said, "What about Tingxuan?" ”

"Bodyguards have been sent back to school." He said, looking at Mo Xianan's face, he understood that he must be angry about the little young master's affairs again. Say one more thing: "Second Shao, the young master is still young, don't pay too much attention to his words." ”

Mo Xianan opened his eyes slightly and looked at the ceiling, "For such an important meeting today, Lan Chengzhe didn't come over in person, didn't he take me too seriously?" He said suddenly.

From the negotiation of the contract to the finalization of this project, Lan Chengzhe has not seen him once, and the entire process is written by the underground general manager, and the president seems to be imaginary.

This seems to be too unreasonable!

"This, it may be that Mr. Lan is really in trouble." Qin Yang thought about it, having said that, he also felt weird. Even if there is really something, Lishang should talk to Mo Xianan in person, but the other party really doesn't seem to take him seriously.

"Hmph, what's the matter, I don't think he took me seriously at all." Mo Xianan got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. I can't help but think of the scene when I first had a meeting, a strange woman, a strange manager. Sure enough, what kind of president brings out what kind of subordinates. If it weren't for the signing of all the contracts, he would really want to withdraw the project.

Qin Yang saw his thoughts and said, "The matter has come to this, I don't think you need to be too worried about this, it is better to think about the words of the little young master." ”

"Let's go, let's go to the project team again." Mo Xianan suddenly turned around and walked towards him.

"Yes." Qin Yang nodded and opened the door sideways for him.

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