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In the studio of Qiao Mianmian and Qin Han.

In front of the desk, the handsome face of the man seems to be covered with a layer of frost. He looks at the warm and harmonious picture in the live broadcast room with a gloomy face.

Wei Zheng felt great pressure when he was reporting. Although he didn't know how his boss was doing, he suddenly changed his face, but he didn't dare to breathe.

He hasn't felt the anger of Mo Zong for a long time.

After all, Mr. Mo is in such a good mood with the young lady, and they are so affectionate. As long as there is no conflict with the young lady, Mr. Mo is not in a bad mood.

Things at work in the past can also affect Mr. mo.

But now, the only thing that can affect Mr. Mo is his wife.

So

Mr. Mo's face changed suddenly. Is it related to the young lady?

But isn't Mrs. Shao going to a variety show.

There are many small question marks in Wei Zheng's heart, but he dare not say anything and dare not ask anything.

Under the extremely strong low pressure from his boss, he continued to report his work with fear: "the cooperation between Mohist and Evergrande group has been finalized. If there is no accident, we can sign the contract smoothly this week."

"As for the establishment of a branch in D City, the team in charge of the branch has also been selected. Mr. Mo, I have sent the name list of the leading team of the branch company to your email. If you don't have any opinions, I will inform you... "

The whole body low pressure, has been buried in the head of the man slowly raised his head.

There was a dark face.

Wei Zheng's voice seemed to be choked by something. At that moment, he could not speak.

He felt as if his little heart had been frozen by the chill in his boss's eyes.

I can't even beat.

Oh, my God.

Mr. Mo's face is so black

It's scary.

Is it difficult that his wife did something to make him angry?

"Mr. Mo, you..." Wei Zheng said.

"I regret it." Mo Ye Si suddenly comes up with a word that he can't understand.

Wei Zheng

He asked: "Mr. Mo, what do you regret?"

The handsome and noble man with thin lips and angry eyes said in a low voice after a long silence: "I shouldn't let her go to that ghost variety show."

I thought this kind of variety show without any ambiguous interaction was relatively safe.

That's why he let her go.

But when he thought of the dazzling pictures he had just seen in the studio, he wanted to catch her right away.

This damned show, let her share a room with other men?

And made her husband and wife with other men?

And they have a daughter?

Although he has not seen any ambiguous interaction so far, this arrangement alone is enough to make him angry.

I knew that the so-called parent-child variety show is so parent-child.

What he said is impossible for Joe Mianmian to attend.

"Mr. Mo, are you talking about the variety show that the young lady attended?" Wei Zheng has such an expression.

He knew that if it wasn't for the little lady, Mo would never have been so angry.

Only young men have such ability.

Mo Yesi said coldly: "she didn't tell me that this variety show is like this. Wei Zheng, go and do something right away. "