Chapter 232： Paying more attention to color than friends

Chapter 232

"But actually, you shirk all the guilt on Zhou Mingfu. Why don't you say that Zhou Mingfu was the one who instigated the workers to drop the bricks? Even the person who put the medicine in the shark fin soup that Yipinxuan used to drink, Zhou Mingfu too?"

Cheng Jia was questioned by Mo Xiuchen, speechless!

After a while, she trembled and said, "Little Mo, I..."

"If you still want to lie, just don’t say a word. I’m not interested in your lies. What you don’t want to say. I only need to spend a little more time to find out. If you are not sincere, then immediately Disappear from me and go back to Xiao Wenqing's side."

In the future, he will not be kind to her at all!

Cheng Jia's legs softened, and her body took a step back unsteadily. She couldn't bear Mo Xiuchen's indifference and unfeeling.

"Young Master Mo, I'm sorry, I said, I will tell you everything I know, whether there is evidence or not, as long as I know it, I swear to God, if I tell a lie, I will be hit by a car. dead!"

Her raised fingers are also shaking.

But in the eyes with tears, there was firmness.

Mo Xiuchen looked at her with deep eyes, neither saying good nor bad, but the breath released from his body was oppressive and cold.

The air in the office seemed to be drawn away. For a while, it was too thin to breathe.

Cheng Jia was in the stagnant air, not even daring to get out of the atmosphere, and her heart seemed to be thrown high in the sky, floating and untouched.

She knew that Mo Xiuchen would not believe her easily, she should have thought that he was not so easy to deceive.

If not, he would not be able to live safely until now, and still control the group in her own hands. She suddenly felt a little at a loss, whether she fell in love with him, was lucky or sad.

No matter how much he loves, he will not respond to her at all, or even look at her directly.

But, even so, she was reluctant to leave him, even if she looked at it from a distance, it was better than never seeing it. Thinking of this, she bounced and blurted: "Young Master Mo, in fact, Zhou Mingfu..."

The phone in Mo Xiuchen's pocket suddenly rang.

The ringtone was clear and melodious, and it was very pleasant. He just heard the ringtone, before he took out his phone to see, the cold and indifference between his eyebrows disappeared, and the warmth and tenderness filled him.

It was just his expression, it seemed that a sharp knife pierced into Cheng Jia's heart. Her heart was bloody, and her ten finger nails, which were tightly clenched, fell deeply into the flesh.

Mo Xiuchen didn't even look at Cheng Jia. He took out his phone, pressed the answer button with his long finger, and uttered in a clear and pleasant voice: "Hey, of course!"

"Xiuchen, I have to work overtime at night, you don't use it to pick me up."

On the other side of the phone, a gentle voice came, Mo Xiuchen frowned, and said domineeringly: "No, the temperature has cooled down in the past two days. It is too cold. If you have any unfinished work, you can take it home and do it. No overtime is allowed in the office."

"It’s the workshop workers working overtime. Today is the last day, and tomorrow is to be shipped. However, something happened temporarily and I need to stay to work overtime.

"What's the problem? Or else, I will ask A Feng to help you solve it. He used to manage the pharmaceutical factory, and there should be no problems that can stump him."

Mo Xiuchen, a man who values ​​color and despise friends, never blinks when he betrays his friends at critical moments.

Cheng Jia stood in front of him, listening to him talking on the phone with Wen Ran, she couldn't tell her feelings, as long as he was one-thousandth of the gentleness towards Wen Ran, she was willing to give all for him.

Wen Ran on the other end of the phone heard Mo Xiuchen say that, and hesitated to ask: "That's not good. Luo Haofeng handled the company's affairs for you a few days ago. I finally took a vacation today. I should work overtime by myself. The problem is solved."

She still remembered that at home that day, Luo Haofeng was so angry with Mo Xiuchen that he wanted to kill. If he was asked to work overtime for her today, it would be hard to guarantee that Luo Haofeng would not break up with Mo Xiuchen, a guy who didn’t care about color and friend. .

"It’s okay. I have given him a day off in advance. He also took a day off and went to work overtime at night. No problem. That’s it. I’ll call him now and let him go to the factory to find you."

Mo Xiuchen finished speaking, and the corners of his mouth raised a pleasant arc. Before Wen Ran answered, he hung up her phone and dialed Luo Haofeng's number.

The pharmaceutical factory under the MS Group is no smaller than Wen’s Pharmaceutical Factory. Besides, listening to Wen Ran’s tone, it’s not a particularly serious problem.

It shouldn't be difficult for Luo Haofeng to help him deal with it.

As for the importance of color and friend, betraying the word brother, there is no concept in Mo Xiuchen's heart. As long as he doesn't work so hard, brother, it's just for calling.

Luo Haofeng didn't know if he had a sense, Mo Xiuchen didn't do anything to him, or he didn't hear the phone ringing, or he didn't take the phone with him at all. Mo Xiuchen listened to the phone ringing over and over again, but Luo Haofeng didn't do anything. After answering, the arc of his mouth gradually disappeared.

"Shao Mo, you can call Special Assistant Tan. He has helped Miss Wen deal with things before, so he is more experienced in this area."

Cheng Jia saw Mo Xiuchen sinking his face, and reminded him softly.

Mo Xiuchen looked up at her. Her smile hadn't formed yet. He looked away again, thought for a while, and dialed Tan Mu's number.

Cheng Jia was overjoyed, knowing that Mo Xiuchen had listened to her.

This time, the phone didn’t ring until it stopped. After rang twice, it was picked up. Qin Mu’s voice came, "Xiuchen, what's the matter?"

"Have you dealt with the matters on the construction site?"

Mo Xiuchen leaned into the sofa, and a trace of laziness climbed between his handsome eyebrows, and asked calmly.

"Just dealt with, I am preparing to return to the company."

Tan Mu’s voice was sandwiched between the faint wind and the noise on the construction site. Mo Xiuchen's thin lips lightly hooked and whispered, “Don’t hurry back to the company. You go to the pharmaceutical factory now, but it’s out there. A little problem, you can help deal with it as soon as possible, don't delay working overtime until the evening."

"...what's the small problem?"

Tan Mu heard it unclearly, and was full of doubts in his heart.

"I don't know the details, she will tell you where you are."

"……Ok!"

Tan Mu was reluctant to agree, but this did not affect the spread of the smile on Mo Xiuchen's lips. As long as someone could be found to work overtime for him, it didn't matter whether it was A Feng or A Mu.

When he is in a good mood, his voice is also tinged with joy: "When you finish this time, you have a long vacation. I have something to do here, you hurry over!"

What is this called? I coax people Tan Mu as a child. After finishing speaking, President Mo Dao didn’t wait to hear Tan Mu’s “excited” or “thank you” words, so he hung up the phone with a smile on his face and said no. Out of pride!

(End of this chapter)