Chapter 175

The night sky is as bright as the moon.

After slapping Tang Ranran, wechat is now wildly bombed. Wechat doesn't understand, and it's the mobile phone's turn.

Finally, he was stubborn but Tang Ranran, so mu shaoting had to shut down.

He wants to have a good sleep anyway.

Something unexpected happened.

The door was knocked——

He shouted impatiently, "who!"

"Open the door." The low voice showed a momentum. Mu shaoting frowned. Mu shaosi?

What is he doing!!

Didn't you teach me a lesson just now? Think about it and teach me a lesson again?

Thinking that it should not be, mu shaoting was unwilling to get out of bed and went to open the door.

Just after opening the, mu shaosi handed over his mobile phone, "someone is looking for you."

“……”

He answered vaguely, "hello?"

"Mu shaoting, have you finally answered the phone? I tell you, my forehead still hurts. If you don't come to see me tomorrow, you can do it yourself!!? "

The sharp voice roared in his ear. Mu shaoting's soul was almost scared out. He couldn't help taking his mobile phone away. When his voice stopped, he calmly said, "I'm going to die. Are you naive or am I stupid?"

“……”

Tang Ranran found words for a while to get back. He was stunned for a long time. Mu shaoting curled his mouth, hung up, and returned his mobile phone to Mu shaosi. "Don't give it to me if you call again. It's annoying."

Mu Shao frowned: "you should show your enthusiasm for Ann."

"They can't compare. The girl has a good character. She's too human." Mu shaoting concluded that he was very impatient. At this time, when the mobile phone remembered again, he didn't look at it. For fear that it was Tang Ranran, he quickly hung up the phone.

He doesn't have time to talk.

Boom!

Clap the door and lock it.

Mu shaoting ran back to bed and lay down. Mu shaosi picked his eyebrows, scanned the mobile phone screen and connected it.

"Mr. mu, I found it."

Mu shaosi's face sank and walked upstairs, "what's the situation?"

"As you guessed, it does have something to do with Ou Tonghua."

……

The next morning.

Tang An'an's marriage to Cui Zijian has swept the city. Everyone has a magazine in his hand. The eroticism in the magazine is very delicious.

However, the parties are completely unknown.

Tang An'an entered the building and felt different eyes. It seemed that everyone was talking about himself.

She frowned and looked back at those people. Everyone hurriedly avoided the beginning and felt guilty.

Tang An'an felt more and more strange, but soon gathered his mind and went to the office building.

The office building also fell into a noisy chaos, vaguely hearing Cui Zijian's name.

She walked quietly to the people.

Someone has noticed her. Shut up.

However, a female employee surrounded in the middle also said with relish, "Oh, my God, Miss Tang's good luck is also very good. She just divorced president Mu and is about to marry the prince of Cui's group."

"This wedding dress is really beautiful. Miss Tang is so beautiful. I don't know if it looks good on me."

The voice of Huachi was stopped by Tang An'an's action of taking away the magazine. When she wanted to get angry first, but she saw that it was Tang An'an, her face turned blue, "Tang, Miss Tang -"

Tang an gave her a cold look and read a magazine.

The content in the magazine is nothing more than making a big fuss about her wearing a wedding dress. Unexpectedly, it was secretly photographed yesterday - but it's not surprising that journalists usually hibernate in high-end shopping malls like that.

It's just that the shooting technique is too high definition.

The content roughly says that she wants to get married and the object is Cui Zijian.

Among them, Cui's parents were also circled out, specially introduced, and roughly calculated the property. They all said that the paparazzi were powerful, and Tang an had to admire them at this time.

It's really nice to let people see the news early in the morning.

However, she was not angry.

She can handle such groundless news with her fingers.

He looked up and looked coldly at the Secretary outside the crowd, "find this newspaper."

"Yes, Miss Tang." The secretary is respectful and afraid.

She was also in the discussion just now. She was afraid that she would be taught a lesson.

However, Tang an said nothing more, took the magazine and walked towards the office.

The crowd stared at his back and took a breath, which scared them to death.

Tang An'an just sat down. Cui Zijian's phone called in. His tone was very nervous. Tang an smiled and comforted: "don't worry, I'm fine, really, really fine."

Cui Zijian still didn't believe it. "Ann, why don't I tell them --"

"No." Tang An'an comforted in turn, "I can handle this matter well. The matter on your side is very important. Let's solve it first."

Maybe it will be solved soon.

……

Moody's group, President's office.

It's like a layer of frost. It's not winter yet, but it seems that it's going to snow. The Secretary brings in the coffee and respectfully pushes it out. He doesn't dare to say a word.

Everyone knows how crazy mu shaosi is about Tang An'an. The news broke that she wants to marry other men. It's a miracle that mu shaosi can restrain so calm.

Secretary a came out, and Secretary B welcomed the gossip, "how's it going? Is the president all right? Did you show a particularly affectionate and sad look? "

"..." secretary a looked back at the office with scruples and lowered his voice, "I advise you to talk less and do more. The president's appearance is the most terrible I have seen in so many years. "

Although the president has been an iceberg for the past six years, he has not been so serious.

They almost saw the miserable days ahead.

The picture of being trampled by the boss lingers.

The assistant Shanshan came late and entered the office in fear. Before he opened his mouth, mu shaosi raised his sinister eyes and almost saw through the assistant.

"You can go home."

The assistant wailed, "don't dismiss me. Give me another chance."

His legs were weak and he was almost on his knees.

Although this job is a little tormented, the salary is high. Mu shaosi is usually in a good mood, and he has no less benefits.

If this is driven away, isn't it the loss of an iron rice bowl?

Mu shaosi said coldly, "let you do something. Have you done it?"

The assistant wanted to cry without tears, "Mr. mu, I -- I can't hear them even if I get it."

As soon as the words were said, mu shaosi swept over with cold eyes. The assistant quickly shrunk his chin and lowered his head. He didn't dare to say more. He was even more unjust than Dou E. moreover, was mu shaoting there yesterday?

It's really not entirely his fault.

"You mean I'm wrong about you?" Mu shaosi's eyes were gloomy and his voice was gloomy. He was so frightened that his assistant quickly promised, "Mr. mu, I'll go to the newspaper."

Maybe the reporter fabricated it out of thin air.

"No!"

Mu shaosi's cold voice, deep and dark eyes, "I'll deal with it myself."