Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

I was very busy in the afternoon, and I had to send it by post. Qin Mo helped in the end. President Qin did not criticize this kind of alternative scumbag behavior. Instead, he conscientiously packed them for them and arranged to send them out. Then the day passed.

A total of more than 100,000 yuan was collected.

And President Qin silently thought that the original price of these clothes for Xiao Yihuan was at least two million.

What a prodigal!

However, Mr. Qin's family background is very strong, and he can still afford to lose.

After finishing the work, he asked his secretary to buy winter cotton clothes, and some other materials to support the mountainous area. Of course, more than 100,000 is not enough. Qin always paid for it out of his own pocket, and spent 5 million together. A full ten trucks headed towards the mountains, and he let credible people follow from beginning to end.

He Huan stared at the screen, and Qin Mo stood behind the chair behind her, pressing his hands on her shoulders, "I believe it, don't worry?"

He Huan nodded, then raised his head again: "How come in my name?"

Qin Mo smiled.

He Huan added another sentence: "It's obviously your money."

"The reputation of the merchant is not so valuable. The director is different." Qin Mo smiled faintly, and then went to sit on the sofa to the side. He wanted to light a cigarette, but he gave up after thinking about it.

He looked at He Huan with a slightly low voice: "Maybe it will be needed later."

He Huan sat in front of the computer in the study, stayed for a while, and then whispered: "I don't like these."

Qin Mo smiled lightly: "If you don't like it, you don't like it. Sometimes you can use it. It's common for the entertainment industry to hold highs and lows. You have to learn to protect yourself."

She was so smooth before, she thought it was because she was President Qin's wife.

And never, not the talent she thought, she was Mrs. Qin Mo, so others did not dare to step on her.

And these, he would never tell her, but now he still wants to tell her to protect himself.

Just like he doesn't want Yihuan to grow into a silly white sweet, the best love in the world is evenly matched.

Qin Mo looked at his wife, He Huan and him are like this, because she has...talent.

And she is beautiful.

He has never been a man who thinks his appearance is not important. He Huan likes every aspect of him, and sometimes he finds it hateful, and this hatefulness attracts him deeply.

He Huan remained silent, as if thinking about something, Qin Mo changed the subject and whispered: "For this, I am even more curious why Yi Huan suddenly sold all the clothes at home."

He Huan gave a loud cry, and her expression was a little confused for a moment, but she soon recovered and smiled lightly, "Because she thinks she wants to be like Qin Chen."

Qin Chen?

As the father of the youngest daughter, Qin Mo is the one who allows her youngest daughter to become a business woman, but he has to wear a shirt and tie like Qin Chen...he can't accept it.

Finally, Mr. Qin looked at the child’s mother; “It must be long hair or shoulder-length, in short, it must look at least a woman.”

He doesn't want to be asked: Mr. Qin, how old is your son, he is so handsome, does he have a girlfriend?

Just thinking about it, Qin always felt that it was enough.

Sitting on the computer chair, He Huan smiled slightly: "I try to communicate with her."

After speaking, Qin Mo got up and walked towards her...