As a result, Lu Jiang stopped Yu se again. "Miss Yu, it's better for you to see it now." Otherwise, it will delay the work.
If you look at it, you will be able to get rid of the injustice of Mo Jingyao.
In this way, the two people in front of him can continue to fill his mouth with dog food.
Although it is not comfortable to eat too much, it is more comfortable than the performance award deducted by Mo Jingyao for his inaction.
"What must I see now?" Metaphorical color curiously opened the folder that he just got.
Then, dozens of sheets of A4 paper are in hand.
A copy.
It's all copies.
Each copy has a transfer record.
All transferred out are the same account number.
But all of them are different accounts.
Next to the different account numbers transferred in, there is either the father of XX or the mother of XX.
If you look at the amount of money transferred, you will be shocked if you count the amount only once. Actually, each transfer amount is one million.
There are all seven zeros after one.
Tens of thousands of them are tens of millions.
This person spent tens of millions in order to raise the admission line of the same university, lower the admission line of CUHK, and then let her miss the same university?
Looking at the name of the transfer out account, she was a little confused.
Yang Cheng.
The name has a familiar feel.
"Lu Jiang, who is Yang Cheng?"
"Yang An'an's father." Lu Jiang looks at Mo Jingyao and doesn't stop him from saying these things. Naturally, he wants him to continue.
Yu SE's body trembled, and his hand was on the iron door, "how is uncle Yang? It's impossible. An'an likes Tongda so much. He should let An'an pass the same university. Lu Jiang, you must be wrong. "
As Yang an's father, he spent more than 30 million to send his daughter to a worse school?
How could that be possible?
The earliest metaphor of color is to suspect Mo Jingyao.
Later, Jin Zheng, Su Muxi, Jin Chengguo, and even Mo jingxun and the old lady doubted it, but they did not expect that this man was Yang Cheng.
It's incredible.
She didn't believe it.
I can't believe it's true.
She and An'an studied University for such a long time. Since they didn't know their scores, they were determined to go to the same university. Unexpectedly, their dreams were changed by Yang An'an's father.
She could not accept the answer in any case.
She was stunned there, looked and looked, anyway, she just didn't believe it.
"Miss Yu, whether you believe it or not, this is the result of my investigation. As for why Yang Cheng did this, you can directly ask him, or you can tell you when I continue to find out the truth." If not too much time, Mo Jingyao rushed to save Yu se, he would definitely find out Yang Cheng's motive.
Yu se looked up at Lu Jiang and said, "are you sure these are true?"
Anyway, she still can't believe that Yang Cheng will spend more than 30 million to send her daughter to a worse and worse school.
"Sure, I've been ordered to look it up myself." With that, he took a look at Mo Jingyao and said, "the same thing is really not done by Mo Shao. You really wronged Mo Shao." With Mo Jingyao's salary, he must correct his name.
That's what you have to do as a special aid.
"Thank you. I see." Yu se took a look at the copy in his hand and felt a little ashamed for a moment. He turned to Mo Jingyao and said, "I'm sorry."
She is wrong. She misunderstood Mo Jingyao.
She apologized when she was wrong.
Otherwise, she would despise herself.
"That's all?" Mo Jingyao suddenly moved forward, and in an instant came to the body of metaphor.
Then, his strong masculine atmosphere enveloped the metaphor.
It's difficult for me to breathe. "You You stay away from me. "
Just this sentence, the voice is like a mosquito fly, low even she can't hear clearly.
"Never leave."
"Mo Jingyao, you bully me." I'm a rascal.
"It's you who bullied me. It's none of my business. You wronged me. Well, apology can't be said by mouth. You should use other ways." Mo Jingyao leaned over slightly and surrounded the narrow space between him and the door.
Yu se took a deep breath, then suddenly turned around, opened the door and rushed into the building, "I don't want it."
Mo Jingyao wanted to use what way, although he did not give a straightforward answer, but metaphor knows.
I know all about it.
His so-called way is to do things that only leave a bottom line for her.
She had no sooner felt what was going on in his mind.
Mo Jingyao looks at the girl who scares away like a rabbit and laughs low. Then he walks into the building with the metaphor. He only hears the sound of "bang", and then he just closes Lu Jiang outside the door.Yu sefei also rushed to the elevator door.
I didn't expect that all the elevators are in operation now.
When she lowered her head to wait for the elevator, Mo Jingyao's tall and tall figure had already reflected on the elevator door, "Xiaose, it's really not me."
"I I know. " The figurative color twisted the corner of his clothes and gave a short answer.
At this time, she should be more concerned about why Yang Cheng admitted her and Yang An'an to NTU, instead of thinking about Mo Jingyao's alternative apology.
But, she just can't help but her mind is full of scenes of that night.
The more I think about it, the more I blush.
The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to find a crack to get in.
"Xiaose, why are you so red? What's up? What do you think? " No, Mo Jingyao didn't want to let her go at all. It's not surprising to wait for the elevator like this. He never stops asking what he wants to ask.
Yu se would like to hang his head on his stomach. Could he not mention the good things he did that night.
She was ashamed.
"Ding", the elevator door opens.
Someone came out.
Yu se was about to enter the elevator and quickly left the right and wrong place. He did not want the people in the elevator to stop at the door. "Mr. Mo's ink is too big. I haven't seen you for a long time. Is Mr. Mo going to pick up Mrs. Mo from work
Aunt Fang on the 27th floor.
Remember the color.
"I It's Yes Yu se just wants to go over aunt Fang and get into the elevator.
However, aunt Fang stood in the middle of the door, smiling at Mo Jingyao and Yu se, "my neighbor lives. I'll visit my house one day."
"OK, thank you, aunt Fang." Thank you very much.
"I'll make dumplings for you some other day. I like the young couple to live a good life without making any noise. It's a model of young people..."
The color is even more red.
I really want to correct aunt Fang. They are not a couple.
However, she didn't clarify her relationship with Mo Jingyao last time. This time, she definitely believed that she was describing, and the final result was that the more the description, the more black it was.
"Mr. Mo, your wife is so cute. You've been married for so long, and you've almost had children. Look, you're a little couple. She's blushing. Ha ha, Mrs. Mo is so cute."