President Mo, Your Ex-Wife Ran Away Again!

At the moment when Mo Jingsen left, the quiet office became as noisy as a vegetable market. They were greedy for the immediate interests and feared to make the wrong decision. After the company solved the predicament and made money, they lost money.

"Sign or not?" Mo Jingsen appeared at the door of the office with an obvious impatient attitude.

The shareholder who served as the backbone of the master was angry and anxious, and stood up with a crutches: "You didn't say that it was ten minutes, it only took five minutes, so don't deceive people too much!"

Mo Jingsen raised his hand to the outside, and Chen Qiuman immediately sent the equity contract, followed by the lawyers from the company's legal department.

"Everyone, we can't share adversities. I understand that you don't have to worry about my grandfather's guilt. The contract is here." Mo Jingsen said, putting the plate of contract in his hand on the coffee table, and then said: "Sign on it, and the money is right away. Arrived."

Those shareholders looked at the contract and wanted to reach out for it, but no one dared to be the first.

"Don't sign it? There will be no shop after passing this village. If you lose money later, don't come to Mr. Mo to cry again." Chen Qiuman said arrogantly.

Mo Jingsen squinted at Chen Qiuman coldly. Chen Qiuman was agitated and immediately put away his contempt, and stood a little bit back, not daring to speak again.

Although Chen Qiuman's remarks are not sound, at this key point, it can be regarded as a blow to the hearts of those shareholders.

It is too obvious that the investment in jewelry is too large this time, and the loss is certain.

Mo Jingsen unhurriedly sat down in the single seat on the sofa: "Don't force it, sign or not, it's fine."

The one who was the backbone of the master hesitated for a moment, and reached out and took a contract. When the others saw it, they took the contract in their hands and couldn't wait to open it.

Mo Jingsen was quite generous, and the extra money was too much.

If they don't sign, the following company loses money, and since then it collapses, then their small share of shares will be lost in the water.

"Did you sign it?" Several shareholders asked the master.

After making a slight silence, the one who was the backbone of the master simply picked up the pen and signed his name at the transferor's confirmation.

Soon, several equity transfer documents were signed, fingerprinted, and screen recorded under the witness of the lawyer.

Mo Jingsen moved his finger to Chen Qiuman and ordered: "Take the contract to the director of the finance department."

Chen Qiuman quickly took away the contract that belonged to the company on the table.

After a while, the shareholders who were still sitting in the public office waiting all received the message that the money had arrived, and they all smiled at the long list of numbers one by one.

Mo Jingsen changed his sitting position, folded his legs, leaned back into the sofa, and said unhurriedly: "Now I have nothing to do with Shengyuan. Even if the company gets out of this predicament and makes money , Please also make it clear, that is because you have no insight."

One of the shareholders immediately responded with a smile: "Yes, yes, rest assured, this is our own decision."

"Yeah." Mo Jingsen nodded in satisfaction: "Everyone, don't give it away."

The office that had been noisy all morning finally calmed down. Mo Jingsen got up to the desk, turned on the computer to check the current situation on the Internet, and then frowned.

The statement was issued, with little effect.

Obviously someone is behind it.

Mo Jingsen dialed Mo Xin's phone.

Mo Xin thought that Mo Jingsen was urging him to go back. He received the call and said: "Mr. Mo, Mo Shu is fine, but I'm sorry, I can't bring her back."

"Well, what's the state of Mu Ziyun over there?"

"Very ruthless, except for one of his elder brothers who ran away with serious injuries, the others were all dead. The old man of the Mu family is now a decoration, and all the power is in Mu Ziyun's hands. I am really worried about Mo Shu, she thinks Mu Ziyun is just to protect herself, he is not wrong, she doesn't even want to see me now."

Mo Jingsen's brows wrinkled and tightened: "I fainted and brought it back!"

"She was followed by several bodyguards of Mu Ziyun, and I didn't even have a chance to approach her alone." Mo Xin grabbed his hair in pain.

He watched Mo Shu change, the clarity and simplicity in his eyes had become obscure and decisive in less than two months.

That was not the Mo Shu he was familiar with. Looking at her like that, he became more and more painful.

Mo Jingsen was silent for a moment and ordered: "You will be back soon."

"...I don't worry about her."

"You have no effect there. Since her safety can be guaranteed, just let her go. People have to grow up on their own. She is an adult and she has to learn to be responsible for her choices."

Mo Jingsen knew that Mo Shu's heart was sprouted from the beginning. In this girl's skull, there is a temperament that does not hit the south wall and does not look back. It is impossible to prevent her from liking Mu Ziyun. It can only make her suffer enough injury. Know to come back.

Mo Jingsen hung up the phone, turned out the seemingly intimate picture of a man and woman on the Internet, and a gloomy glance passed through his eyes.

How could Mu Ziyun be tempted by a girl like Mo Shu? His love for Shen Xilan is probably terrifyingly deep.

After confirming the finished product to be exhibited at the press conference, Shen Xilan sneezed twice. Liu Xin still hadn't recovered from the known secret. The nerves of the whole person were still a little fluttering. Hearing the sneeze, he immediately sneezed. Tensed.

"Mr. Shen, have you caught a cold? I'll go to the infirmary to bring you some cold spirits?"

Shen Xilan smiled and shook his head: "It's not that there is a saying, one is thinking, and the other is cursing. Maybe someone is cursing me."

There must be a lot of people scolding her today.

Liu Xin also thought about it, and suddenly felt distressed by her boss.

But President Mo's attitude didn't seem to mean to be held accountable, and he didn't know if the curse that came out had other profound meanings, and President Shen didn't seem worried.

The press conference will be three days later. If something like this happens, it should be a mess.

However, the little boss and the big boss are not even anxious.

Shen Xilan glanced at the assistant who was in deep thought, and raised her eyebrows. People who can think are also people with brains.

"There is no problem, you and the sales department have a good process." Shen Xilan confessed and walked out of the showroom.

Two days later.

Shen Xilan was in the bathroom cubicle, about to go out, when she heard someone coming outside, chatting about the gossip that belonged to her and Mo Jingsen.

It's been a long time since I listened to their gossip, and suddenly I missed a little.

She paused with her hand pushing the door, and continued to listen.

"Where can I guess? Mr. Shen looks very mysterious. Mr. Mo also kept her secret. The two talked very casually. Last time Mr. Shen joked with Mr. Mo. Not many of us heard it, Mo I didn't get angry, and responded to her."

"Yes, yes, I am here too, do you think they are different? Mr. Shen is so beautiful, since ancient times, the hero is sad for the beauty."

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