Song Yanshu clenched his hand and looked at the taxi disappearing at the end. His eyes became deep.
He didn't understand the meaning of MI LAN. It was clear that she had deliberately left the document in the bar. At the moment of seeing the document, song Yanshu knew that it was not a coincidence that MI LAN appeared here to meet him, but an arrangement with ulterior motives.
If the whole thing is as he thinks, that is to say, MI LAN tries to use the subtle relationship between himself and Molian city to achieve a certain purpose, in the final analysis, it is quite a bit of killing people with a knife.
Song Yanshu is such a smart person, naturally will not be easily played by a woman. All sorts of doubts make song Yanshu have deep doubts about this woman. His intuition tells him that there are more things worth exploring behind this.
Since the last time Mi LAN exchanged things with Mo Han with Mo Lian Cheng, everything seems to have not changed in the past few days. The news with Mu Qingqing has not been mentioned again. People are always so forgetful. Mi LAN has never worried about what others say. Anyway, it has to go.
Can be mo Liancheng is not the kind of people who can prevaricate casually in the past, MI Lan's words are always in his mind, but during this period of time, the company is in turmoil, all the people are busy, he has not been able to pour out the time to "take care of" Mi LAN.
It can be regarded as having a free time. In addition, many negative things of the company do not have the meaning of continuous fermentation. Therefore, Molian city calls Mi LAN to the office.
Zhong Lin stood aside. He didn't speak, but he understood his president's intention. It's time for Milan to give an account. It happened at the moment. It's not a sudden rise of Molian city. It can be said that it is closely related to all things.
Mi LAN took the document, went to the door of the president's office, took a deep breath, raised her hand and knocked on the door and entered the office. Her voice was the same as before, "Mr. Mo, the document has been processed, please have a look..."
Mo Liancheng took the document, didn't look at it, then directly threw it aside, squinting at her, "I'm looking for you, not for this document."
"Is that?" The color of doubt appears in the eyes of blue rice. It seems that she does not understand.
Mo Liancheng leaned back to his chair, and his cold eyes made him feel cold on his back. His voice had no temperature. "It's time to calculate the account between us, right?"
Mi Lan's eyes are just engraved in the eyes of Mo Liancheng. Her heart is fierce and her eyes are flustered. However, it is only for a short time that she soon returns to calm. After all, it's time to come, and I can't hide.
Mo Liancheng doesn't want to waste too much talk with MI LAN. What he wants has never been discussed. "Give you three days, hand in a list."
"Three days?" The whole person of MI LAN is astonished, three days time is not intentionally embarrassed oneself.
"Mr. Mo, Mo Han hasn't called me recently. If I'm too anxious, I'm afraid she'll suspect me. What's more, there are too many unstable factors in the company. If we reshuffle at this time, I'm afraid it will affect the morale of the company's employees. It's better to wait until the transition is over, and then... "
Mi Lan's tone is a little impatient. It seems that she is afraid to miss any reason and be refused by Molian city. That kind of care is just like this, which makes it more unnatural. This is no more subtle details, but one by one fell in the eyes of Molian City, he did not give the blue a chance, also did not seem to listen to MI Lan's persuasion, directly and coldly interrupted.
"In three days, hand in a list. How many times do you want me to repeat this sentence?" Mo Liancheng's tone was more cold, and his eyes became very dark because of his impatience.
Mi LAN some afraid, she did not dare to continue to say, for fear of being suspected by Molian City, even apologized.
"How do you know that the company's unstable factors can't be solved by this list?" Mo Liancheng cold voice asked, but like a startled bird, the whole atmosphere suddenly became embarrassed.
"I'm just worried that the company's job replacement at this time will lead to speculation. I don't mean anything else..." Mi LAN lowered her head, and her voice became smaller and smaller, almost drowned by breathing.
"You worry too much, you should not interfere in the matter, you should be measured, do not let me even such a small thing to remind you personally!"
"I don't have to teach you how to do it?" Mo Liancheng coldly looked at the blue, light said.
"I understand Mr. Mo, I will try my best to..." Mi Lan's face obviously became a little embarrassed, she casually answered a sentence and left the office.
Zhong Lin did not speak from the beginning to the end, but at this time, some indignant said, "Mr. Mo, do you not doubt it?"
"What do you suspect?"
Zhong Lin approached Mo Liancheng and said in a deep voice, "Mi LAN is a woman with deep thoughts. It's hard to say whether it was the first lady who contacted her or whether she contacted her on her own initiative..."
This point, Mo Liancheng naturally also thought, but Mo Han is not a person who will not make such a thing. As for how many people in the company have become the eye liner of ink cold, what role does the company play?
Of course, even if Mi LAN gives him a list, it may not be the one that Molian city really wants. But in any case, it's a battle, and it's not clear whether you'll win or lose."I have my own sense of propriety. You just have to check my armband well."
"Yes, Mr. mo."
Mo Liancheng pushed off a few unimportant routine meetings and returned to Donglin villa early in the afternoon. During this period, the company had a lot of things to do, but it was very rare for him to come back so early.
"Young master, you are back..." Tang housekeeper came to say hello as usual, and took the coat handed over by Mo Liancheng, with a kind expression on his face. The reason why Mo Liancheng could come back early is that Mu Qingqing is at home. I think he must be in a good mood. Steward Tang feels happy when he thinks of this place.
The family really needed a hostess. Only when Mu Qingqing lived in Donglin villa, did Butler Tang feel that Mo Liancheng regarded this place as home. In addition to this, every moment, moliancheng seems to be extremely indifferent.
"Where is Qing Qing?"
"The young lady is resting upstairs. Shall I tell you that you are back?"
"No, has she eaten yet?" Mo Liancheng light asked, seems to be casual.
"Not yet. It's still early. You are busy in the company these days. The young lady has dinner around six o'clock. Do you need any extra preparation today?" Tang housekeeper thought that Mo Liancheng asked like this, as if there were other arrangements, so he asked a few more questions.
Mo Liancheng rolled up his sleeves, without a trace of unnecessary expression on his face. He just walked to the kitchen and said in a cold voice, "I'll cook myself tonight..."