Chen Yu Luo lowered his head in confusion, which was really in line with Dengtuzi's style.

Zhang Zhen had already put her luggage in the cloakroom on the side of the room. When he walked over, he saw Chen Yuluo's cheeks flushed, and his heart trembled, "What's wrong with Xiaoyudou, where is it uncomfortable?"

Chen Yuluo glared at him angrily, "Are you sure you want me to live in this room?"

"Yes, this room has the best ventilation effect and the most sunshine is the most suitable for you to recover from injuries. Do you don't like it?"

Listening to his explanation, Chen Yuluo couldn't say anything else. Just come and feel at ease. Apart from the painting above her head, she really likes the color of the room, blue, and she feels comfortable when she looks.

"You are the first guest here. To celebrate, we have a candlelight dinner in the evening. How about it?"

Candlelight dinner...What is it?

"I just want to have a good sleep now."

Zhang Zhen nodded. She didn't sleep all night and so many things happened. She was injured so seriously. It's really not advisable to overwork. "Okay, you have a good sleep, I won't disturb you anymore."

Chen Yuluo was a little surprised. Why did this man suddenly become so regular?

After Zhang Zhen went out, Chen Yuluo covered her painful chest and lay on the big blue bed, soft and comfortable. She was so tired that she had no strength in her body. She fell asleep in a moment.

Yingzi has been crying since she returned to the dormitory. Xiaoqing asked her what was wrong, but she just cried and said nothing. Qingtian guessed that she might have felt guilty because she was a witness just now, which made Miss Chen kicked out.

Qingtian asked her, "Yingzi, what you said just now is true?"

Yingzi looked up in confusion and looked at her, as if she had something to say, but after hesitating for a long time, he lowered his head again, and still refused to say a word.

Qingtian has always been careful. Her eyes just now told her that there must be something they don’t know about. Perhaps, Miss Chen was really framed, and coincidentally, Yingzi was an insider.

However, based on her understanding of Miss Chen, she is not like a person who can do such a thing. Why did Yingzi say that? There is no grudge between them, why did she do this?

At dawn, Uncle Mo ordered Qingtian to take the young master's suit last night to dry clean. Qingtian lowered his head and said, without even looking at him, turned around and left. Uncle Mo couldn't help but be surprised.

This girl usually smiles at him, but what happened today?

"stop!"

"Ah?" Qingtian stood still in a daze and turned to look at Uncle Mo, "Uncle Mo, you call me?"

"What was your attitude just now? I didn't understand the rules at all. Have you forgotten how I taught you?"

Qingtian was angry with Uncle Mo, so he naturally had no smile on his face. He held the dirty suit and solemnly held him down, "I'm sorry, Uncle Mo, I know I'm wrong."

After saying this apologized, he turned around and left.

"return!"

Qingtian turned around again, "Uncle Mo still has something to do?"

Uncle Mo snorted, "Follow me!"

"oh."

Uncle Mo called Qingtian into the maid's conference room and asked her what was going on and why she was flirting with him.

Qingtian muttered a little mouth. He didn't want to say anything at first, but when he looked at Uncle Mo, who had always respected her, he couldn't help it, "Uncle Mo, why don't you believe Miss Chen? Miss Chen is not such a person. Someone must have framed her intentionally!"

It turned out that she was angry about this.

"Shut up, can you say such words?!"

"I just said that even if Miss Chen has really been to that room, you should know that the whip has always been inseparable from her and has already formed a habit. How could he forget it without knowing it? This is too unreasonable!"

Uncle Mo stopped. He had thought about this. If she really had a grudge against the young master, she would not have sacrificed her life to save him last night. There might be some hidden secrets in this.

However, this was the decision made by the young master. The young master always knew it. Since he did this, there must be his reason. No matter how much he felt, he could not say anything.

However, what he was afraid of was that history would happen again. If he didn't find a way to stop it, it would really hurt Miss Chen. Doing so would be considered as a mistake to help her.

"I understand, you go down." Uncle Mo waved his hand to Qingtian and said, "Don't mention your words to the second person, I will tell the young master."

Qingtian smiled when she heard this, and then said thank you solemnly to Uncle Mo, and left with her clothes in her arms.

Mo Feng did not sleep all night, sitting quietly on the sofa, waiting for the arrival of dawn. The ashtray in front of him was filled with cigarette butts, and it was still increasing.

A few strands of hair hung tiredly on his forehead, covering the corners of his eyes. The pair of eyes that had lost their focal length had a deep sore, and they never blinked for a long time in the direction where she disappeared.

Last night, she met by chance and exhausted her internal strength in order to save him and caused serious injuries.

Last night, he was trampled on for the pain buried in his heart, and drove her away in anger.

However, he could only do this. Only in this way can she stay away from her life. Only in this way can she not be in danger. Such pain is enough. He doesn't want to experience it again.

When Uncle Mo knocked on the door and came in, Mo Feng was still sitting there, staring out the window in a daze. He sighed secretly. He had seen such a young master once five years ago.

"Master, what are your plans?"

Mo Feng didn't say anything for a long time, and Uncle Mo said Qingtian's doubts just now. Mo Feng moved his brows, then crushed the burned cigarette butts in his hand, stood up and went into the bathroom. When he came out again, he still had no intention of speaking.

Seeing him like this, Uncle Mo had to say, "Young Master, today I will find a reliable person to repair the things on it and try my best to restore it to its original state."

Mo Feng didn't say anything, but didn't stop him. Uncle Mo understood what he meant and silently left the room.

The weather is good today, the sun is shining and the sky is as clear as if nothing happened last night. The earth moves as usual, the sun is still rising, and life still has to continue according to its original trajectory.

After Mo Feng was dressed neatly, he put a skin-colored band sticker on the wound on the green wound on his face. He checked it left and right, and felt that there was no sign of it. Then he took a few simple bites of breakfast and drove to the company by himself.

When he arrived at the company's luxurious and grand front door, Mo Feng got out of the car and wore a light gray handmade suit with a decent cut, which made his perfect figure more straight and extraordinary. Although there was no expression on his handsome face, his every move gave people a sense of elegance that was so elegant.

When entering the company hall, the employees had already divided into two rows and stood on both sides of the main road, lined up to greet them. The secretaries immediately went forward and handed him the documents that they had not reviewed yesterday. Mo Feng was flipping through and listening to the secretary's statements, and took big steps under the gaze of the employees and entered the president's ladder.

As soon as Mo Feng's elevator door was closed, two new beautiful employees at the front desk immediately lowered their voices and howled.

"Ahhhh, so handsome, I, my heart can't stand it..."

"Our president is so charming. Even the way he walks is so beautiful. What should I do? What should I do..."

"If you see him every day from now on, I won't change jobs if I beat him to death..."

"same!"

Bang--!

A thick stack of documents was suddenly thrown to the table, and a woman wearing black-framed glasses appeared in front of them, Momo stared at them.

The two girls immediately bounced off the chair, "Minister!"

The minister pushed his glasses and said ink: "It is prohibited to talk about private matters during working hours. Have you never taught your employees' rules during training? All these documents are cleared and sent to me in an hour!"

"Ah? One hour?"

Another girl twisted her legs quietly and replied with a smile: "I know the Minister, we will do it well."

The Minister of Glasses looked at them again, and Mo snorted and left.

The two girls exhaled at the same time, looked at each other, and reached some consensus in their hearts, shrank their necks and said, "Start work!"

As soon as Mo Feng entered the president's office, he immediately devoted himself to work and temporarily threw away his anger from last night. He didn't come to work a day yesterday, and the documents were piled up. There were a row of secretaries standing indoors, reporting on the progress of the work.

The secretaries who received Mo Feng's approval left the presidential office one after another, and in the end they were only Secretary Ji and Secretary Song.

Secretary Ji said: "The bid for the old city reform of Wenhui District and Sifang District, as well as the list and bidding base of each company participating in the bidding on the same day have been formulated and counted. Please review it by the president."

He didn't raise his head, and while listening to the report, he used a black fountain pen to put out the free and easy handwriting in the lower right corner of the document, "Talk about the bottom of Du's Group!"

The reform and construction of the two major urban areas is huge and the profit margin is huge. If the bid is successful, you will definitely make a big profit. Du Yuanchao will definitely not let go of such a good opportunity to make money.

"Billion and 50 million!"

After hearing this number, Mo Feng thought Du Yuanchao was taking a gamble. He looked up and immediately reported a number. The secretary was so shocked that he opened his mouth wide.

"President, with our current financial situation, we can't afford so much money, not to mention that this project cycle is long and the funds are slowly recovering. In the long run, we will sooner or later be dragged down..."

Secretary Song also agreed with Secretary Ji's statement. Not only did they think so, but the heads of all departments in the company did not agree to undertake each project. This is undoubtedly a self-digging grave for the current funding situation of their company.

"Just do what I said!"

Seeing Mo Feng's calm and steady appearance, Secretary Ji was not good at saying anything, so he had to nod and said yes.

Mo Feng was still bowing his head to review the documents. Secretary Song said: "King, the chief designer of the branch's new product launch conference, will arrive in D City tonight. The presidential suite of the Hausen Hotel has been booked, but he made a request..."

Mo Feng frowned, "As he said, find the best-looking one!"

He had already investigated it privately. Although King is a world-class designer, talented and handsome, he also has a well-known characteristic, that is, his personal orientation is a bit special, and this person is extremely picky, which is that it is difficult for ordinary people to catch his eyes. It would be useless to find a company he cooperated with. As long as he doesn't like it, it will be useless to work harder.

Because Mo Feng's branch has been in a downturn recently, he urgently needs to turn over at this new product launch conference, so he had to ask him to help him become the chief designer. Unexpectedly, he agreed immediately.

As soon as the title of King is released, his jg brand will definitely set off a new trend in the fashion industry, and the next thing will be much easier.

"yes!"

"Have you decided on the main show model?"

When Secretary Song heard this, he immediately looked embarrassed, "That Tai Ling'er is not easy to pass. The appearance fee is actually very open, asking for a price of three million!"

Secretary Ji couldn't help but look at Mo Feng. You must know that the original supermodel was only two million yuan. She was not a model, so it was not certain whether the appearance was good or not. She was so ignorant.

Tai Ling'er was recommended by Du Yiyi, and she is also a person related to Chen Yuluo. There may be more opportunities to deal with her in the future. Mo Feng thought about it and said readily: "I promise her, but there is a condition. If she messes up the press conference, all the consequences will be borne by her."

Secretary Song took a reassurance, "I understand."

While listening to the report, Mo Feng had already processed all the documents at hand and looked up and said, "Secretary Ji, notify all departments and hold a meeting on time in ten minutes!"

"yes!"
To be continued...