You should stop paying attention to this matter, so as not to affect your mood. You can shoot your variety show at ease. I'll come to see you in two days. By the way, is there anything I can do for you? "
Joe Mianmian's attention was soon transferred to another thing by him. She was stunned: "will you come over in two days?"
"Well."
"Won't it delay your work?"
"No, I'll have two free days after these busy days."
"Then you can bring me two cups of tea with pleasant color."
Mo Ye Si Leng a few seconds, some funny way: "as long as milk tea?"
Qiao Mianmian: "yes, it's not good to drink milk tea here. It's better to drink milk tea with pleasant color. I've been here for two days, but I've been thinking about it. "
"Your request is too easy to satisfy. Is there anything more difficult? "
A little bit more difficult?
Joe Mianmian frowned and thought for a while, but he didn't think of it.
Now, she really just wants to drink milk tea.
"... I can't think of it for the moment. Otherwise, I'll let you know when I think of it. You won't be here for a few days anyway. "
"Well, let me know when you think of it."
*
Mohist, President's office.
Hang up the phone that second, the man's gentle eyebrows instantly coagulated a layer of frost, dark eyes in a cold.
He put his mobile phone on the desk and raised his eyes. His cool eyes fell on Wei Zheng standing in front of his desk. His whole body was filled with awe inspiring cold: "let the public relations department immediately withdraw some negative news about the young lady. If anyone dares to send out those rumors about the young lady again, he will write down all the people and give them to the Mohist lawyers
"No matter how many people there are, sue one by one."
"Also, find out the person who first broke the news and send him in."
Wei Zheng stood aside and listened in fear. He quickly raised his eyes and glanced at Mo Yesi's face. He was so scared that he immediately lowered his head. He still wanted to bury his head in the earth.
Oh, my God.
Mr. Mo looks terrible now.
All over evil spirit, just like the living king of hell.
But think about it. The young lady was rumored by reporters that she had an affair with the prince of the palace family. She also said that they were having a private meeting. Isn't this telling everyone that Mo is always wearing a green hat.
And the person who always wears green hat to Mo is his former good brother.
Who can bear it.
If it's him, he'll have to make all the people who make rumors pay the price.
"Go and find out who the drunken man that young lady met in Lan Ya Ge last night is. I want that man to regret what he did last night all his life." Speaking of the last thing, the breath of moyesi suddenly cooled to below zero, and the cold color of his eyes made people shudder.
Wei Zheng felt cold, and his arms were covered with goose bumps.
It seems that the drunk man was going to have bad luck last night.
Mr. Mo said that he didn't intend to punish him casually.
"Wei Zheng, do you know what I mean?" Mo Yesi's low and cold voice has a cool killing intention.
Wei Zheng felt a layer of goose bumps on the back of his hand. He immediately straightened his back and said with a sonorous voice: "yes, Mr. Mo! I'll do what you tell me! "
Mo Yesi lowered his eyes and looked at the mobile phone on the desk: "there's nothing for you here. Go out."