Chapter Eighty-Eight: A Begonia Pressed Pear Blossom
The woman looked at him and told him very calmly that she usually lives in Singapore, and this time she came to Thailand at the company's arrangement, mainly to find excellent young potential writers and lay out the cultural and art industry in advance. Their company, Wuyan Media, is the largest publishing group in Singapore, and it has been listed on the Kelly board of the SGX. This opportunity is rare, and I hope Mo Ren will take control of his destiny.
Mo Ren didn't know much about stocks, but he was interested in everything this woman said. Before leaving, she told Mo Ren that if she wanted to, she could go to the Sophia Hotel next to the Shangri-La Hotel to find her, and she stayed in room 1169. She was gone, but she didn't take with her the last of her abandonments, a winning-eyed and bony teenager.
After she left, Mo Ren immediately borrowed the computer of a colleague in the literary club and went to the Internet to check the Wuyan company she said. The situation is indeed as she said, Mo Ren saw the name of this company on the official website of the SGX. Unable to contain his excitement any longer, he rushed out of the literary club and ran to the playground, shouting incessantly. Instead of shouting "Long live the Thai people, he shouted, "Ah! Yes! Yes! Everyone looked at him from afar with envy, and the corners of their mouths drooled that they couldn't erase.
That night in the room with an ambiguous number, as soon as our teenager knocked on the door, he was suddenly pulled to the bed by a charming girl. Just as a big fish swallows a small fish, and a crocodile bites its arm, in Sophia's special Sakuragi bed, our teenager is upgraded to a man by fighting monsters.
From then on, Mo Ren had to go to Sophia early almost every day, in his words, it was the unyielding cry of the soul, and he himself, at most, could only control his own body.
"Don't be afraid, we won't harm him." Mei Niang, who lit the cigarette afterwards, took a comfortable puff, spit out a smoke ring, and comforted him while watching the smoke ring disappear. The rabbit-like man, after exhaustion, couldn't help but be a little frightened when he suddenly learned that he needed to report to them in writing every day on the movements of the trees. He thought back to the last time the big men and their threats, they must have intentions against the woods, he thought to himself.
Although he hated Lin Mu to the bone, asking him to be an informant was still a big shock to his soul. He was even more afraid of Zheng Qimin's reaction after knowing about this, she would definitely look down on me, he thought to himself.
So he stared at the woman who had taught him the greatest happiness in life, a woman who had guided him like a dipper to happiness, a pleasure that a literal fantasist could never have dreamed of, but the reality was now drenched in front of him. Since you can give yourself happiness, you should also be able to give yourself hope. Mo Ren could only fantasize that she was conquered by her charm.
The woman was alone in the bathroom, bathing in a loud shower, knowing that no rabbit could escape the falcons of the prairie, especially this young rabbit.
Lying on the bed, Mo Ren felt a trace of regret in the young sage moment. He didn't want to say yes to this woman, especially not easily. He is also a young man of the era with qi and blood, he thinks for himself.
But the next morning, he hesitated for a long time, but still went on time.
"555 Moreton Ave." He said quickly to the taxi driver.
"What, you don't know? It's Sophia next to Shangri-La, why don't you know this? The first thing you should meet in your service industry is the business needs of your customers......"