Song Qiyue was still lying on the window sill, hearing his words, but didn't understand what he was talking about, but his eyes were more dignified than the night, and those eyes were looking at her. He walked up to her, stretched out his hand, and squeezed her cheek.
She was immediately pinched by him in pain, and she cried, "You murdered!"
He was happy, so disgusting, "As long as you don't run around, for me, it's the greatest peace of mind."
"What's the matter, am I a monkey?" Song Qiyue patted his hand.
In the end, there was a laugh, and the night passed, and she did not understand the meaning of the words in the end.
The next morning, Mo Zhengyan ordered the driver to pick Song Qiyue out of the hospital. She had long learned from the doctor that she was leaving the hospital today, and she urged him, "Okay, I have Xiao Meng with me, you go quickly."
He also seemed to be used to her urging, and when he saw that everything was fine, he also left.
Song Qiyue cleared up quickly here, Xiao Meng asked, "Madam, are everything here?"
"Well, it's all here." Song Qiyue nodded.
Xiao Meng stepped forward and took the duffel bag, Song Qiyue also took one, and the two also went downstairs.
The car drove to the Mo Mansion, and soon, it was also there.
Someone came to respond, but Steward Cao sent a servant to fetch the things.
Seeing that Xiao Meng had taken everything away, she replied, "Madam, then I will go back to the company first."
Song Qiyue smiled slightly and entered the mansion too. Steward Cao greeted her and asked if she was in good health, and then said, "Madam Young, today is the New Year's Eve, you and your husband are going back to Mozhai?"
"Is Xiao Nian Ye going back to Mo's house?" Song Qiyue has never spent the New Year in Mo's house. This is the first time. She doesn't know these rules, but thinks of everything she has experienced in Mo's house. There is a lingering heart palpitations, not fear, but feeling so absurd for that kind of punishment.
Steward Cao said, "Every Chinese New Year, starting on the night of the New Year's Eve, Mr. will go back."
It turned out to be so, Song Qiyue smiled and said, "Then I have to go back this year."
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On the winter morning, the New Year's Eve is approaching. Today is the last working day of the company in the year. Afternoon is the annual meeting, there are lotteries and other activities, and then there is a holiday. As for the executives who are far away, they have also returned to the company. Someone knocked on the door, but it was Chu Xiaoxin.
Mo Zhengyan was reviewing the document, he did not look up, and said, "When will you be back?"
Chu Xiaoxin sat down in front of him and put down a document, "Last night in the middle of the night."
"Really in a hurry." Mo Zhengyan smiled.
"You are in a good mood, and you laughed out." Chu Xiaoxin said, "I heard the news before I came back."
"It seems that you are planning to come back to be my backing?" He raised his eyes and asked with a smile.
Chu Xiaoxin stared, "It's difficult for anyone to back up this time."
It is indeed impossible to get rid of the relationship. Even if it is impossible to prove that he is behind the scenes, he is also negligent in the Bingcheng matter. It is a very serious mistake to distinguish between public and private in the long run. He faintly said, "It seems that you are planning to take it on your own."
"I originally picked up this burden, of course I was responsible for it." Mo Zhengyan responded.
"What do you mean?" Chu Xiaoxin said suspiciously, somewhat unclear, but there was a trace of determination in his heart, as if he could already predict it.
Mo Zhengyan was very calm, as if it had already happened, "Since he is full of confidence, then give him this opportunity."
After the morning time passed, the company did not go back to work in the afternoon. The annual meeting was a lively time, and the entire hotel was booked for the staff who had worked hard for a year to celebrate. As the general manager, Mo Zhengyan naturally appeared at the beginning of the annual meeting. Only after the speech was over, he quietly left the annual meeting hall.
"Mr. Mo, everyone has arrived." Qi Jian replied.
The car hurried back to Mo's. As soon as he arrived at the door of the building, he saw Luo Zheng and He Sangsang waiting there.
Seeing the group of them come back, Luo Zheng said, "Ms. Mo, I have something to tell you."
Mo Zhengyan stopped, and the people behind him marched into the building first.
"Zheng Yan..." Luo Zheng was about to speak. Before he could say anything, he was interrupted by Mo Zhengyan. "Luo Zheng, I know what you are going to say and what you think."
Luo Zheng stopped in amazement, and Mo Zhengyan lowered his head and said, "At this point, it won't help even if you have said and acknowledged it."
"But, Zheng Yan..." Luo Zheng gritted her teeth, she held her hands, "I can't let you do this!"
"Luo Zheng, even without you, this day will always come." Mo Zhengyan smiled, his smile seemed to calm people's hearts.
Luo Zheng never understood that Mo Zhengyan had already stepped into the house.
Qi Jian and the others waited at the elevator entrance. Luo Zheng was silent, and she wanted to enter together with her gesture, but Mo Zhengyan said, "Sangsang, send Miss Luo Zheng back."
"Yes, President Mo."
Luo Zheng was stunned, and she hurriedly said, "Zheng Yan, I am also the party involved, I should be there, you let me go up!"
But it was too late, Mo Zhengyan no longer heard her words, and walked in alone.
Here Luo Zheng was sent away by He Sangsang, while Mo Zhengyan brought Qi Jian on the way.
In the conference room on the top floor, a crowd of people had already gathered here. Like yesterday's people, the director veteran, Mo Baiyao, Mo Sinian, and Chu Xiaoxin, who just rushed back today. Qi Jian opened the door, and Mo Zhengyan slowly entered.
He didn't rush, face everyone, calmly to fail. If it’s still a war at this moment, he doesn’t seem to have come to fight, it’s just that Xianyun Yehe, he came, he took a seat, and he said, "Uncles, today is the last day of the year before, just came from the hotel of the annual meeting, so come It's late, let everyone wait a long time."
Everyone knows, of course, this is also the old rule in previous years, Mohs tradition, so everyone waited patiently.
Chu Xiaoxin sat on one side, Mo Baiyao remained silent.
Mo Sinian spoke first, "Mr. Mo, everyone is here now. Yesterday you said you would give an answer. Can you give it now?"
Of course, this is also the key for everyone to gather here again, everyone is looking at him, almost unified.
Just after the year of Moss, Mo Boyao also spoke, "Mr. Mo, things have already happened, and there is no way to treat them as if they did not exist before, and we must give an explanation."
This is like a long time ago, Mo Baiyao also stood in this position.
This is really like a dream in Hedong and Hexi. Suddenly, Mo Zhengyan smiled and said, "Today, in front of all the uncles, I admit that I have made mistakes. I'm sorry, everyone."
He no longer explained, gave examples to prove, and never argued again. Just before everyone's attention, he said again, "According to the company's rules, now I automatically request a demotion and transfer to the subsidiary company. As for the deadline, please decide. "
This wave of wind and waves were too shocking, and the meeting room fell into silence.
At the end, Mo Zhengyan said again, "The decision is made, please notify me again, and I will execute it."
He got up, left here, stepped out of the conference room, and left all this behind.