"Who?" She became a little clearer.

"Strictly punished."

——Director Yan?

The daughter was about eleven or twelve years old and was about to go to junior high school. She was on the thirteenth floor like Mo Huaiyuan.

"..." She leaned into his arms and said quietly, "Well, it's pretty good."

She is much better than those leaders who always find her inexplicably or are extremely serious in official accent.

"Are you sleepy? If you are sleepy, go to the lounge next to you to sleep. The bed there is more comfortable than here." Seeing that she was drowsy, he gently pressed her little head, rubbed her thin lips against her soft hair, and said in a low voice.

"Where..." She half-opened her eyes in a daze, impatient, just wanted to stay here.

"in."

An Ran hugged his neck, buried her entire little face in his arms. She couldn't say the words "Then you accompany me...". Her little hand touched his neck for a long time, sighing like she blamed herself for being useless, lifted her red face, and said "um" herself.

Mo Huaiyuan looked at her for a few seconds, actually picked her up and went to the lounge to sleep.

The blanket was brought from home in the morning and placed in the trunk of the car. It was almost noon and asked the assistant to go down and get it. It was thick and covered at first to keep warm. It started to heat up after a while. She wanted to lift it away, but he refused to let it go, kissing her and coaxing her softly, until she fell asleep alone.

It’s not that Mo Huaiyuan doesn’t want to accompany him.

But there are still things, many things.

People always say that they can do whatever they want when they are old, but where can they really control every minute and every second? There are always some uncontrollable conditions. At the same time, they have to make necessary sacrifices for the things you really want.

When Zou Yan came in, he was about to speak, but Mo Huaiyuan put his index finger on his lips, looked at him coldly, and signaled that he would not make any sound.

Zou Yan's temples were leaping and he ran away all afternoon. When he met such a leader, he felt that he was just serving a tyrant who would be dragged down by the harem so hard that he would not go to the morning court.

He was a deputy mayor and even came out to discuss things.

"There were no municipal people at the bidding meeting that day, and several companies could not see any connection with the municipal government until I found out that Director Feng—" Zou Yan pointed to the management branch of a company on the iPad. "His sister-in-law is the general manager of the South China district of this company. His wife was using a guise to do false jobs in the Public Relations Department. The real shareholder was actually himself. These are all rumors, and I found out from the last time Rongsheng."

In this way, it is almost certain that he was arrested and went to the procuratorate to report the next day. After the report failed, he asked to make an anonymous letter public. This is Feng Chu.

"How is that promotion?" Mo Huaiyuan's eyes were slightly cold and he asked lightly.

Zou Yan looked at it for granted: "I didn't win the bid. Because of the integrity of the transaction, the government may not accept his bid again in the future... Now it's a mess, and I cried in the propaganda department as if the sky had collapsed..."

Mo Huaiyuan turned his head. He basically never did anything like pushing people to a dead end. He just occasionally made up his heart, and it depends on who it was for.

"Um……"

"Do you want to give me another chance?" Zou Yan couldn't help but beg for a love affair. "It's not easy for private enterprises to start from scratch. If the method is wrong, they will definitely know how to change it next time. However, if there is no government project, they will take various small orders every year and work hard, and they will make a fortune without losing money or making money."

“Look again.”

This lesson must be learned, and he will decide how long to stop.

Zou Yan knew that this had been listened to, so he didn't dare to say more: "Okay."

When I was about to enter, Mo Huaiyuan stopped and asked: "Have the list of people who failed to inspect the coastal defense zone been approved?"

Zou Yan Dawu, I think he had always been worried about this, so he quickly took it out of the folder next to him and handed it to him: "I got it!"

When he thought of Mayor Chen's expression as if he had seen a ghost when he was applying for this, Zou Yan wanted to laugh.

"Mayor Chen said, your deputy city is so good to be hunted. The procuratorate wants to investigate you, but you let go and ask someone to investigate. Now you find out that it is okay to commend you, but you still have to volunteer to go to the Haidang District for inspection because of your extravagant personal lifestyle. How is this extravagant? That makes the entire municipal government convinced..."

"Okay," Mo Huaiyuan interrupted him lightly, "Have you been praising enough?"

Zou Yan shook his head: "I'm not flattering, it's true to see..."

Mo Huaiyuan was about to go in, so he pushed open the door and suddenly remembered something. His handsome face turned slightly and said calmly: "By the way, when the inspection comes back, you remember to take some time."

Zou Yan never responded

Tang came: "Hmm?"

Mo Huaiyuan explained: "She wants to treat you to a meal."

When Zou Yan realized who the "she" in Mo Huaiyuan's mouth was, he was suddenly a little scared. To be honest, because this woman was so simple and stupid, she was still very close to them, so she was unhappy for a long time because of her appearance as Vice Mayor Mo. But now, now...

She wants to treat him to a meal?

Zou Yan's face changed a few times with embarrassment and anxiety.

"Yeah, come on..." He hesitated and agreed.

When Mo Huaiyuan was about to enter, Zou Yancai frowned slightly, approached with a little strange emotion, and said, "If she took the initiative to treat me to a meal, I can actually refuse, right..."

Mo Huaiyuan's tall and tall figure stood, and his cold side face reflected a little glow. He stood still, slowly turned around and looked at him, stared at him and said, "You try..."

He didn't know what the consequences would be. Otherwise, he would give it a try?

"Ah...um..." Zou Yan's expression was completely indecipherable. He covered his face, nodded his head a few times and turned around and left. On his back, cold cold passed by inexplicably.

Once you get into a trap, it’s like entering a wolf’s cave...

Mo Huaiyuan walked in, looked at the document for a while, and put it on the table to clip it. Then he lingered at the door of the lounge, sat at the table, rubbed his eyebrows, and devoted his remaining energy to dealing with the mountains of emergency emails. He had to make time. In the next few days, he would be very busy...

...

After leaving the bathroom, I met Qu Weilan, who was sending documents on the thirteenth floor.

Her face was pale, and she looked very sick when she was holding the document in her hand. When she ran into Mo Huaiyuan, her face became even worse.

He wiped his hands with a disposable tissue, and afterwards, he nodded and passed by her.

"Huaiyuan."

The person behind him called him.

Qu Weilan turned around, her eyes were covered with scarlet red, her lips trembled slightly, and she said hoarsely: "I don't know whether it is right or wrong about emotions, but from the perspective of morality and human nature, you owe me an explanation."

Just like those grooms who ran away with other women at the engagement banquet, they didn’t just say that love was great and could ask everyone for forgiveness, and there was nothing wrong with the person who was left to be abandoned. She deserved to bear the shame and pain caused by this mistake, right?

It's not just him, they both! They should both give her a sorry and an explanation. It's her business if she doesn't forgive her, right?

She felt wronged, but she still had to be sympathetic to the people around her. How could she feel?!

Mo Huaiyuan turned around slowly.

The tall man stood against the light and stared at her for a moment, with his thin lips lightly opened: "I'm wrong with me before I'm sure I really want to get married."

"An Ran may be wrong. He didn't consider your position in the swing choice, but please believe that it was spoiled by me."

"If you want her to apologize, I will tell you together with her."

She wanted to explain. He gave it to him.

In the way she felt most heartbreaking, she also apologized to her instead of another woman who was "spoiled" by him.

Qu Weilan covered her face with her hands. She didn't feel more refreshed when she heard these words, and there was no pleasure in revenge and relief. She just shook her shoulders even more violently, and tears fell down her face...

Yes, he gave an explanation, so what? Can she clean up her dignity and move forward? Can you? If you are really hurt and it hurts, how can you?

She was even more painful. The villain in her heart kept hissing and crying. How could this be done? How could this be done?

But even so, even if he looked at it with a serious expression, he would never come forward to comfort him again!

"I don't accept..." The pain in her heart made her tears unable to stop, she burst into tears, and she burst into tears, saying, "I curse you, Mo Huaiyuan..."
Chapter completed!