Almighty Star Daddy

The parent meeting ended, because Han Mo asked the little guy what he said in the first sentence of the video, so Shu Ya knew that they recorded the video.

I have been pestering Han Mo for a long time, just want to know the content of the little guy's video.

But no matter what tricks Shuya uses, such as above, below, left, right, 360-degree rotation, Han Mo just doesn't say anything.

"That's a secret between me and my daughter." Han Mo spoke hard to Shu Ya once in a while. No matter how intimidating Shu Ya is, Han Mo will keep his little secret with his daughter.

Although Shu Ya knew that the videos recorded by the kindergarten were nothing more than children singing a song, or dancing a dance, or telling their father something from their heart, there would be nothing special about it.

But people are so strange, the more they are concealed, the more curious they feel and the more they want to know.

A night of torture to extract a confession, all kinds of tossing, whip, rope, dripping wax, Han Mo did not confess. He deeply found that if he lived in the past, he should also be a firm and strong man.

Originally it was Han Mo who was "persecuted", but it was still Shu Ya who couldn't get up in the morning.

After a night of "extraordinary" experiences, Han Mo was still calm and refreshed in the morning making breakfast in the kitchen. Shu Ya dragged her heavy legs to the kitchen door, holding the door frame with one hand and putting the other on her waist With a rosy complexion, white teeth bit her pink lips.

"Han Mo, are you going to tell me or not?" Shu Ya's voice was a little hoarse after entangled with Han Mo all night, and her tone was wet and soft.

Han Mo looked at Shu Ya when he heard the voice, blinked his innocent eyes, paused for a moment, and said with a smirk on his face, "Why don't you torture me again tonight, maybe I'll tell you."

"I hate it!" Shu Ya pouted her mouth high, wanted to stomp her feet but couldn't lift her legs, finally snorted forcefully, leaned on the wall again, dragged her heavy legs, and left.

Sitting at the dining table, quietly waiting for breakfast, yes, the body is the capital of the revolution, you must eat enough before you have the energy to fight against Han Mo. That's what Shuya thought at the moment.

At first, Han Mo just thought it was fun to tease Shuya. Originally, the video didn’t have much content, just a few words the child wanted to say. Later, seeing Shuya’s desperate way of intimidating and luring, Han Mo thought it was funny, and he didn’t even want to Having said that, we must carry this battle to the end.

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Han Mo was tortured again this morning by Shu Ya for a while,

So I arrived at the company later than usual. As soon as I stepped into the office door, Meng Si swooped towards Han Mo. Because the speed was too fast, she didn't stop in front of Han Mo.

Han Mo dodged sideways, because Meng Si's small body almost hit the door frame because of inertia, Han Mo reacted quickly, and couldn't bear to let him slam into the door, so he pulled him.

Little Pang Xie kept his ears up in his office, and when he heard any noise, he hurried out to see if it was Han Mo coming.

But as soon as he came out, he saw such a scene from behind, and immediately made up some pictures in his brain, and quickly closed his eyes, "If you can't see it, don't see it." He muttered to himself in a low voice.

After finishing speaking, he felt that something was wrong, quickly opened his eyes, hesitated for a while, and found that he couldn't afford to provoke them, touched his butt, it was better to have one more thing than one less thing, turned around and slipped back to his office.

After standing still, Meng Si hurriedly pulled his clothes. He couldn't stand the wrinkled clothes and his inappropriate appearance.

Han Mo walked straight back to his desk as if nothing had happened.

Meng Si coughed lightly and said, "Today's soles are slippery." That was an explanation.

Han Mo didn't care about the scene of entering the door at all, he just thought it was Meng Si's true colors.

"Tomorrow will be "The King of Masked Singer", why haven't you sent me the demo yet?" Meng Si clasped her arms around her chest with an unhappy expression on her face.

Han Mo glanced at Meng Si, curled his lips, "I can't give you the sample this time, you will know tomorrow."

Meng Si smacked his mouth, as if to say something, Han Mo didn't give him a chance to speak, and said directly, "We're starting to prepare a new movie, here's the script, take a look."

Originally, Meng Si was depressed because he didn't get a demo to listen to first, but when he saw the script, his eyes lit up with surprise, and he quickly covered up his expression.

In fact, after Meng Si didn't care about the company's affairs, he became more relaxed. He and Peng Ye were always tired of being together, and he was often at a disadvantage. The happiest thing now is to have some fun with Han Mo.

The media say that Meng Sicai is the most successful entrepreneur. He just wants to prove that his business is successful, and then start to spend the rest of his life doing what he wants to do.

Everyone's evaluation of him is that he is courageous, responsible, willing, and able to afford and let go.

Anyway, I have run out of good words to describe Meng Si.

In fact, only Meng Si knew that it was really fun to travel around the world with Peng Ye on a sweet trip at first, but after all the fun and scenery that should be seen, I felt a little idle.

After all, I was too busy before, wishing I could spend my sleep time thinking about the next step of the company's development plan, and when I was free all of a sudden, I wondered why the day was so long.

Fortunately, Meng Si found that Han Mo has many interesting things to do here. Meng Si just doesn't want to manage the company anymore, but he still loves this industry, this circle, and the things Han Mo arranged for him, Meng Si finds very interesting.

In fact, Peng Ye and Meng Si's feelings are similar, so the two have been thinking about Han Mo all day.

Meng Sidu didn't take the script away, and sat on the sofa opposite Han Mo and began to read it.

In fact, this movie is a movie that Han Mo used to like to watch very much. I have watched it three times. Every time I encounter difficulties or depression, I will find it out and watch it. This script has long been thought out. Yes, it's just that there has never been a good time to shoot it.

It was also at the parent meeting yesterday that Han Mo decided to shoot this movie, not for the box office, not for the status in the international film industry, nor for anything related to fame and fortune.

It's just because Han Mo likes it and hopes to share this movie with everyone. He also believes that there will be many people who like it as much as him.

This movie should come into this world because he deserves it.

Meng Si, who was still chattering non-stop, fell silent the moment she opened the script.

One minute, two minutes.

One hour, two hours.

It was the first time for Han Mo to see Meng Si looking at things so seriously. For two hours, Meng Si didn't say a word, didn't raise his head, and didn't even move.

Finally Meng Si turned the script to the last page and looked up.

Only then did Han Mo realize that Meng Si's eyes were full of tears.