Meng Peiyuan said in a leisurely manner: the company is its own, and not on the job has the final say.
Mo Yuyang self mocked smile: almost forget, Meng Er Shao is rich life.
Meng Peiyuan said to Mo Yuyang: I heard that Jianhui real estate is not peaceful recently? You still have such a big project on hand. Do you feel that you can't do it?
Mo Yuyang smiles a little: I don't think I can't do what I want. On the contrary, I think it's a kind of training for me. In this way, Meng Er Shao took over it at the peak of Tai'an group, so there must be very little room for his talent?
Listen to their words, I'm all intriguing, Bai Tongxi three or two steps forward, coldly said to Mo Yuyang: can you put dad's coat back to chat?
Mo Yuyang stagnated for a moment, looked at her and said: but Dad's back hasn't been wiped yet
Bai Tongxi said faintly, I'll come.
Mo Yuyang passes the towel in his hand. Bai Tongxi is about to pick it up. Mo Yuyang's hand suddenly loosens, and the towel falls from the junction of the two.
Bai Tongxi grabs the towel before it falls to the ground, while Mo Yuyang holds the back of her hand at the same time!
Let go!
Sorry.
On the white boy cherish the alienation in the eyes, Mo Yuyang gentleman's withdrawal of his hand.
Meng Peiyuan sees their little actions in his eyes, and his unhappiness lies in his heart.
See white Tong Xi some help can't come over of appearance, Mo Yuyang initiative way: I help you hold dad.
No need. Bai Tong opens his lips coldly and looks at Meng Peiyuan: Mr. Meng, can you come and help me? Dad's body is a little shaken
hearing the speech, Mo Yuyang Junrong is a bit embarrassed, but his inborn forbearance makes him not half unhappy.
No problem. Meng Peiyuan came to her happily.
Bai Tongxi undoubtedly made a right decision at this time. If she asked Mo Yuyang to help, Meng Peiyuan's response to her would not be as kind as now.
Mo Yuyang, like an outsider, even has no room to intervene. After a moment, he seems to think of something to ask: Tong Xi, do you need my help about your mother's cemetery on Zhongshan Road?
Bai Tongxi was surprised and asked: how do you know that! What did Mu Qiuyu tell you?
Mo Yuyang made a sad look: have you forgotten? When I was in college, you once told me the address of your mother's mausoleum, which I always remember. Some time ago, I saw the news that the mausoleum would be auctioned all over the city soon, so I wanted to find a chance to ask your opinion.
My white Tong Xi opens his mouth and suddenly feels another look that will swallow her. After taking a deep breath, she says to Mo Yuyang: This is my business, so don't worry about it.
Mo Yuyang said: it's a lot of money. Otherwise, I'll take pictures for you in the name of Jianhui real estate.
Meng Peiyuan is surprisingly quiet at this moment. He wants to hear if Bai Tongxi will accept Mo Yuyang's kindness!
Bai Tongxi naturally does not want to default on Mo Yuyang's favor. She clenches her fist and says: if I say, I am willing to sell Jianhui's part of my shares in exchange for
Bai Tongxi! Meng Peiyuan interrupted her next words with a cold voice.
White Tong Xi Jing's words to say behind swallow back.
In order to avoid strangling her out of control in front of outsiders, Meng Peiyuan tried to calm down: you come out with me!
Bai Tongxi's face turns white. She thinks he is probably angry, but she doesn't ask for help from her former boyfriend. She just wants to sell her share.
Mo Yuyang stares at Bai Tongxi's back, almost! He can rightfully force her to hand over her shares, but Meng Peiyuan wants to interrupt at this time!
In the corridor.
Why didn't you tell me?
I think it's my own business!
Meng Peiyuan's chest fluctuated: your own business?
No one else, her mother, her own guardian!
Bai Tongxi is not a family member who didn't want to ask her mother, but since Qin Peiling committed suicide, the Qin family has never paid any attention to them.
It can be seen that Qin Peiling's death made the Qin family extremely disappointed with the daughter who was used for commercial marriage, and they also didn't like her.
It's better to ask for yourself than for others. She can't even rely on the Qin family. The only chip she has left is Jianhui shares that Qin Peiling left her.
Meng Peiyuan repeatedly swept her tight mouth. Is it so difficult to ask him? As long as she spoke, not to mention a graveyard, he could buy the whole North City for her!
But she just didn't say it and let the silence obliterate them.
With patience, Meng Peiyuan finally asked: Bai Tongxi, are you sure there's nothing to say to me?
Of all the people she knew, he was probably the only one who didn't know where her mother's cemetery was, right? It's funny that he or her husband!
Ask him? It's not that Bai Tongxi didn't think about it. It's just that this idea makes her feel terrified. In addition, Meng Peiyuan has a bad temper. What will she do with this threat in the future?I'm sure her nervous palms were sweating when she vomited out the answer, for fear of being burned to ashes by his anger.
Smell speech, his tight handsome Yan suddenly burst out a sneer, and repeatedly said three good: since it's your own business, then you solve it yourself!
Taian group.
After breaking the tip of the third steel in a row and signing the fifth contract, the Secretary asked: Mr. Meng, are you tired? Do you want to have a rest?
Meng Peiyuan silently opened the drawer in front of him and took out a piece of steel again. As a result, he didn't know what to think of. His two fingers pressed hard, and the tip was broken again. Most of the ink in his gallbladder was sprinkled on the black and white contract. It was a terrible thing.
The Secretary's heart is very tired. The contract is broken one after another. Mr. Meng is not trying to increase her workload.
Meng Peiyuan's eyebrows are wrinkled into a Sichuan character. His mind is far away. Bai Tongxi's stubbornness makes him love and hate. Just like these steels, she doesn't want to bow her head. Even if he forces her to bow her head, it will only lead to the situation that both sides will lose.
Instead of forcing her, it's better to wait until she's desperate.
Meng Peiyuan quickly formed an idea in his mind. Instead of taking out his anger with steel, he told his secretary in a deep voice: let out the wind, saying that the land of Zhongshan Road cemetery is going to be decided in Tai'an, and we will get it at all costs!
Yes! Secretary.
After explaining this, Meng Peiyuan leans back on the back of his chair, feeling more comfortable than ever: when my biggest opponent is me, what should you do, my Mrs. Meng