C168

Chapter 168 - Airport Surrounded

The room that the group had reserved for South Bridge was a separate suite. It was not extravagantly luxurious, but it was also exquisite and elegant. The staff helped to put the luggage into the room before leaving, while South Bridge squatted on the floor, opened the luggage case and took out the clothes that they needed.

All these years, she had been an elite in the Ryder Group, and there were a lot of business trips and the like. South Bridge had gotten used to it and would never use the hotel's public goods.

He turned on the giant LCD TV and turned up the volume. South Bridge carried the clothes into the bathroom and closed the door, letting the water flow onto the floor.

It seemed that from the Mo Clan to A City, it had only taken a total of seven to eight hours. However, Nanqiao felt that his body was not feeling well and was always in a state of panic.

Extreme charm.

Nanqiao picked up a towel that was draped over the back of the sofa and wrapped his hair with it to wipe it dry. While doing so, he reached for the phone on the tea table, picked it up, and opened the screen.

There were more than a dozen missed calls, including from Mo Cheng, his daughter Mo Yuhan, and his father Mo Shaohai. Before boarding the plane, Nanqiao switched off her phone, and only now did she see the message.

Just as he was about to write a text, his phone started ringing. He opened the chat app to find out that it was a video from Mo Cheng. On the screen, Mo Cheng and Mo Yuhan were eating meat in big bites.

Mo Cheng, on the other hand, was fine. As soon as she left, his hind legs were roasting food in the open air on the balcony of the Mo Clan. Wasn't this just angering her to death?

When his line of sight finally landed on his daughter's radiant smile, he clicked off the video. At this moment, his father Mo Shaohai also sent him a video. This person was even more outrageous and directly posted a picture of him travelling in Hawaii.

"Sigh …" Nanqiao suddenly felt that his life was miserable.

He pressed his cell phone and put it on the table. Nanqiao walked over to his bed and sat down. Then, he thought of something and turned on the computer. The latest information about the China branch of Ladd Group had been sent to the mail box and was very detailed.

After flipping through it a few times, sleepiness hit him again and again. South Bridge turned off the computer and the lamp, and he fell asleep not long after lying on the bed.

In the next few days, Nanqiao reported to the new company. Due to the new world being created in the United States, Mo Qiao's name was quite famous. Since Nanqiao was not considered an empty vase by anyone, his colleagues were very respectful.

Following the business manager through the process of understanding the progress of the project and the information that was slowly being digested into his brain, Nanqiao actually forgot that today was the day to pick up the plane from the airport, until Mo Cheng called to rush him.

"Alright, alright, I got it. You guys wait a moment." Nanqiao hung up the phone, picked up his bag and walked out the door.

The group had equipped the senior staff with vehicles, so it was rather convenient to travel. Nanqiao, with her hands on the steering wheel, arrived at the airport about half an hour later.

Mo Cheng led little Mo Yuhan to sit in the waiting room. It could be seen that after waiting for a while, Mo Cheng was holding onto a cup of coffee as he looked down at his phone. His slender fingers tapped the screen, flipping it from time to time.

Mo Yuhan was unhappy, her face was very long. "Mother, you're really slow! My uncle and I were like two flowers in the spring, waiting for winter. "

Nanqiao understood what his daughter wanted to say. When the flowers had all been thanked, Little Step quickly came over and helped to carry the things. While apologizing, he asked, "Why are there so many things? Didn't I bring them all?"

Placing his big hand in his thick hair, Mo Cheng smiled and said, "Father sent you some specialties from his travels, he said that he will definitely bring them to you for you to taste."

South Bridge: "Oh, so it's like that."

Actually, everything had been prepared at that time, and Nanqiao had been prepared to fly her daughter back home. However, when she turned her head to look at Mo Cheng walking side by side, she felt that this period of time wouldn't be easy.

In these few years, Mo Cheng was like a big brother taking care of his, consoling his when he was in pain and accompanying his when he was sad. Now that her career and life was on the right track, South Bridge could not think of any other reason.

She could not think of a reason. What was the reason for Mo Cheng to temporarily put aside his corporation business? He was willing to accompany her daughter Mo Yuhan and herself to stay in A city, a city that he knew nothing about and was unfamiliar with.

He frowned slightly, unable to conceal the hesitation in his eyes. However, Nan Qiao still said, "Big Brother, why don't you go back? How can the sky group not have you controlling the overall situation?"

Mo Cheng shook his head and refused, "The company has someone taking care of it now and there are no big projects going on. Besides, you and Xiao Yuhan aren't here, so there's no one to play with me at home."

Last reason, no one would play with me. Hearing this, three black lines silently appeared on Nanqiao's forehead.

For such a funny reason, Nanqiao's expression froze. She could only express that she was convinced!

As for Mo Cheng, this was one of the reasons, but perhaps the other reason was something only Mo Cheng himself knew. Or maybe, Mo Cheng himself didn't understand his own feelings.

Mo Yuhan's small hand grabbed the South Bridge's sleeve, swaying left and right, her lips curling. "Mom, I'm hungry. I want to eat something delicious."

"Alright, Mom will take you to have some good food right now." His tone was filled with love.

Picking up their daughter, they walked side by side with Mo Cheng. When they arrived at the airport's entrance, a group of reporters appeared out of nowhere, carrying cameras and cannons.

He didn't know how long he had been waiting at the side. At this moment, a swarm of bees rushed up, afraid that someone would snatch the opportunity away. One by one, they brought the microphone to the South Bridge, "Miss Mo Qiao, may I ask how long you will stay in China this time?"

"When you were in the United States, you were already the trump card of Ryder Group. Would you be unwilling to return to a small branch?"

"Miss Mo Qiao!"

The camera in her hands was turned on, and the red dot and light flashed on her face. Some of the more anxious reporters were unable to see the direction clearly and directly pushed their microphones to the side, right hitting Mo Yuhan's ankles.

This was Mo Yuhan's first time seeing such a scene. In the past, she had been protected and protected by the Mo Clan like a little princess, but this was her first time leaving a greenhouse.

At this moment, a sharp-eyed reporter recognized something. He suddenly raised his voice and said, "Miss Mo Qiao, you look very familiar. Have you lived in A City before and you are a public figure of our city?"

Upon saying that, the others also agreed, "I also feel that there's someone, but who could it be?"

"Ah, the South Bridge! is the one that caused a sensation in the media a few years ago. "

Before he could finish, South Bridge hurriedly interrupted the reporters, "Everyone, please wait here at the airport for a long time, there must be a lot of questions you want to interview. Since I have time, why don't you all move to a better environment, I'll treat you all."

There was food, games, and even an interview. When they went back to report to their editors, those reporters had happily forgotten their previous question.

Without saying a word, he only needed to give a hint with his eyes. Mo Cheng had already understood her tacit understanding, and with a slight turn of his body, he used his windbreaker to cover Mo Yuhan's head.

South Bridge knew that he couldn't hide from them, so he could only let Mo Cheng carry his daughter and leave. These people were interviewing him, he absolutely couldn't let them keep their gazes on his daughter.

Otherwise, if he continued to dig out the truth about her daughter Mo Yuhan, it would only be a matter of time before her identity was revealed by the reporters. The consequences would be unimaginable.

After seeing Mo Cheng carry Mo Yuhan and walk off in a low-key manner, the South Bridge finally breathed a sigh of relief. It restrained its uneasy expression and formally revealed a generous and elegant smile, causing the reporters' gazes to stay on its body as much as possible.

"Thank you for your hard work everyone, please come this way."

Some reporters began to praise her, "Miss Mo Qiao is indeed worthy of being a lady of the Mo Clan. She just understands etiquette and is well-informed."

"No no, you're too kind."

In reality, the accumulated disdain in her heart was about to pop out from her throat. She still hadn't forgotten how, a few years ago, without the identity of the Mo family, the pure South Bridge had been humiliated by the media.

Actually, what the South Bridge hated the most was such flattery. If she could, she really wanted to give these gossip reporters a slap on the face, turn around, and walk away.

In fact, in order to maintain her elegant image as a strong woman in front of the public, Nanqiao had no choice but to act courteously. She purposefully walked very quickly, leaving the reporters carrying their heavy equipment behind.

A few days ago, she came back alone and didn't meet any media reporters. Today, the ones that came back were Mo Cheng and her daughter Mo Yuhan, but in the end, she was completely defeated.

While they were still confused, a group of people walked in front of a western restaurant. Someone stepped forward and opened the door, enthusiastically greeting them with great respect.

After everyone had taken their seats, the South Bridge revealed an apologetic smile and appeared somewhat embarrassed. To all present, it announced the official start of the first welcoming dinner. In order to have a pleasant meal, I hope everyone will have a quiet meal.

After dinner, the interview with Nanqiao officially began. The tripod was set up, and the camera tip flashed at the young beautiful woman. The reporters from various newspapers asked a lot of questions, most of which were about the development of their work back home.

Occasionally, when a curious person asked about South Bridge's private life, she would be able to be elegant and capable, calmly sitting on her seat with a smile, "In response to these media friends' questions, I can only say that the new environment will also work hard, and hope that everyone can look forward to what I will do next."