"Xiao Liu, are you ready for the groundbreaking ceremony of the movie town this afternoon?" Mo Ting called his assistant while looking at the documents in his hand.

"I went to see it yesterday afternoon and it was all set. The guests have also been contacted, only Mayor Zhuo "The assistant looked through the list in his hand and said with an embarrassed face.

"Mayor Zhuo, I've contacted you." Mo Ting took a sip of tea, "When I'm done, let's go over first."

At half past ten in the morning, Mo Ting and his assistant arrived. The two of them took a turn and told the relevant personnel some precautions to make sure that everything was in order. Just ask the assistant to buy some food and treat everyone. And Mo Ting also squatted like everyone to solve lunch. The eyes of the person in charge of the groundbreaking ceremony were also full of admiration.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the guests also arrived one after another. Mo Ting shook hands with them one by one, with a smile in his eyes, but not deep into his eyes. It wasn't until he saw Zhuo Yiming that he showed a real smile, "Uncle Zhuo is good", Mo Ting took Zhuo Yiming and walked inside. Zhuo Yiming looked at Mo Ting, and sighed with emotion, "Little listen, you've grown so tall."

Zhuo Yiming is a good brother who doesn't listen to his father, and his ambition has been a clean official since he was a child. For so many years, for the sake of work, he did not get married and did not have children. has always regarded Mo Ting as his daughter, and every year Mo Ting will give Mo Ting gifts on his birthday or other holidays. Mo Ting has always liked this uncle and admired him very much.

Although he has lived a life of entering the WTO, he has the mentality of being born, and he is a plum wife and crane like Lin Hejing, which is commendable.

After the groundbreaking ceremony, Mo Ting sent off the guests, explained some things, and returned to the company. On the way back, I saw Zhuo Yiming's text message: Listen, I can't spare time today. Another day, why not come to Uncle Zhuo's house with him, and Uncle Zhuo will cook himself. Mo listened to the text message and smiled happily, and replied, "Okay, I haven't eaten Uncle Zhuo's cooking for a long time."

Why don't you have dinner delivered to the company? Mo Ting hurriedly ate something, and was about to continue working, but was stopped by He Hao. "Eat a little more, eat a little slower." Why don't you see what Mo Ting wanted to say, so he picked up the dishes and chopsticks and asked, "Eat it yourself or feed me?" ”。

Mo Ting had to sit down obediently and eat well. Looking at Mo Ting, who was working with his head down, he remembered that when he was in junior high school, Mo Ting would read the company's reports every night, and then fall asleep at his desk. Mo Tingneng managed the company well all at once, and only he knew everything he had done.