Chapter 190

Mo Liancheng took over the traditional Chinese medicine prepared by Butler Tang and put it on the table in front of Mu Qingqing. He put his tablet computer aside. "You guessed wrong. The share price of Mo's group has not dropped but increased. It seems that my eyes are still good..."

"Ah..." Mu Qingqing chuckled, rolled a white eye, "good is me, is not your vision."

"Drink the medicine. I'll take you to Mohr's in a moment." Mo Liancheng pushed the medicine in front of Mu Qingqing and said faintly.

"What do you want to do with Mohist?" Mu Qingqing didn't want to drink medicine and asked.

"The shareholders want to see you. The general meeting of shareholders was held at eleven o'clock. You are the spokesperson for the future of Mohr group. You will be with me in a moment." Mo Liancheng seems to be in a good mood, always smiling.

"Let's go. It's too late." Mu Qingqing got up and walked outside the door, looking anxious.

Mo Liancheng took Mu Qingqing's hand, and with a little effort, Mu Qingqing's body fell into the arms of Mo Liancheng. She seemed to be startled by this sudden action, and some angry blame said, "what are you doing?"

"Drink the medicine!" Mo Liancheng's eyes with a firm aura, said coldly.

Mu Qingqing pushed Mo Liancheng away impatiently, frowned and said, "I don't want to drink it. It's more and more bitter and useless."

"No, the doctor said you should drink it for at least two months, and then change the prescription. You have to drink, no discussion! " Mo Liancheng's tone is firm, but it is very much like the parents who coax children to take medicine, deliberately pretending to be fierce.

, Mo Liancheng, are you very idle? Why do you always control me? I said not to drink, you are very upset Mu Qingqing broke free from Mo Liancheng's hand, turned around and went upstairs.

Mo Liancheng didn't give up like this, so he repeated his old skill, took the medicine bowl and followed Mu Qingqing into the bedroom and poured the medicine soup into his mouth without hesitation. Before Mu Qingqing reacts, he violently presses him on the bed and seals his lips.

The bitter and astringent Chinese medicine was slowly poured into Mu Qingqing's stomach from Mo Liancheng's mouth. However, this time, Mo Liancheng did not release Mu Qingqing, and then warned her whether to drink it herself or continue to ask him to feed it.

But in the mouth of the traditional Chinese medicine into Mu Qingqing's body, still sentimental kiss up, Mo Liancheng's acquirement is extremely greedy, as if to crush Mu Qingqing's lips and tongue. The taste of this kiss is long and bitter, with a strange smell of medicine, diffuse in the ambiguous air of the room.

Until there was only a very hot spring in the room, Mo Liancheng and Mu Qingqing left Donglin villa and went to Mo's group. The remaining half bowl of traditional Chinese medicine is still left on the chest of drawers in the bedroom, gradually lost its warmth, and was put in the dark room.

This is the first time that moliancheng is late. If not for the appointment made by the shareholders' meeting in the morning, moliancheng even had the idea of breaking the appointment just now. He was very difficult to pull away from Mu Qingqing, that kind of tenderness and ambiguity made him hard to extricate himself.

By the time they entered, the shareholders had already been waiting in the meeting room, and the atmosphere seemed to be a little strange.

See Mo Liancheng come in, a highly respected old minister son cleared throat, slowly opened his mouth, "what's wrong with Mo Zong today, you're never late."

Before Mo Liancheng began to speak, the old minister who spoke just now burst out without hesitation, "is it a little too many times that Mr. Mo has been in the entertainment headlines in this period of time? Since Miss Mu came back, you seem to have divided your mind. The voice of public opinion outside is getting louder and louder, so the investors will lose confidence in us."

Mo Liancheng's expression was indifferent, but he seemed to know that the purpose of the board of directors was not to meet Mu Qingqing, but to denounce him. Suddenly, his face was gloomy and he spoke in a cold voice.

"Uncle Cheng, the investors' confidence in a consortium has always depended on the financial figures and achievements, not the public opinions. Good and bad numbers speak naturally. The inherent thought is that it's time to change. "

"You..." Uncle Cheng is choked and speechless. What Mo Liancheng means is that his ideas are too conservative and can not meet the development needs of the times.

For these old shareholders, moliancheng has always been very respected, but it is also so, many talents rely on the respect of moliancheng as their own weapons.

Another shareholder was also displeased and asked, "Liancheng, do you really want miss Mu to be the spokesman of our Mohist group?"

"Of course, I made it clear yesterday." Mo Liancheng answered lightly.

"But you didn't discuss it with us. I think it's better to take a long view." Just now, the shareholder turned to one side and was angry.

"Yes, it's better to put this matter aside for the time being and consider it in the long run." Uncle Cheng took a word at one side and said coldly.

Mo Liancheng didn't mean to give in, cold eyes with firm, "this matter I have decided, I think a spokesman I still have the right to decide."

"But..." Cheng Shudun, some scruples looked at Mu Qingqing, but still worried about saying, "Miss mu, I don't mean to offend, just tell the truth.""After all, she has been in prison. Is it not appropriate for such a person to be the spokesperson of our group?"

Mo Liancheng's look was awe inspiring. He knew that this was the pain in Mu Qingqing's heart. Even he did not dare to touch that sad past easily, let alone others.

"Qing Qing was wronged at that time. Everyone knows about it. Uncle Cheng, you don't need to bring it up." Mo Liancheng's voice was obviously colder.

"If you've been in prison, you've been in prison. This is a stain of a lifetime. I will never allow such a person to represent the Mohist family." Uncle Cheng's tone is firm, as if the victory of this discussion is inevitable.

Mu Qingqing clenched the palm of her hand and pricked the skin of the palm with her fingertips, but she didn't feel any pain at all. She did not expect that today's general meeting of shareholders has become a meeting where people sit around and uncover Mu Qingqing's scar. She can be very strong, but only do not want to face the cold and piercing yearning prison disaster again.

"Excuse me, I'll go first..." Mu Qingqing turned and ran out of the meeting room. She tried to hold back her tears.

Mo Liancheng seems to have no expectation of today's affairs, and said with a stiff and cold face, "the spokesman's business is imperative and will not accept any objection!"