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Chapter 1610

"That, the style looks very classic, the lights are bright, too soft, Xiaonong must think it is not bright, and the ones that are too bright look not high-end." Xia Youxin said, pointing to a light not far away, Mo Xiaojun nodded and said, "It's not bad."

"I'll take a look at it from all angles, take a few photos of her and send it to see if she likes it or not." Xia Youxin said, took out her cell phone and started looking for an angle to take pictures.

In order to adjust the angle, she retreated and then back. When Mo Xiaojun noticed that she leaned against a lamp stand, the light was falling down without being put in place.

"Be careful!" Ye Qianmo's voice sounded, and then he rushed over from a distance.

The place where Ye Qianmo drank tea was far away, and Mo Xiaojun was much closer. He rushed over with a quick step, grabbed Xia Youxin's shoulder with both hands and turned around. The lamp hit the ground with a bang, and fragments splashed everywhere.

He blocked Xia Youxin, and he was hit on his shoulder, and was stabbed by the splashed fragments on his arm. For a moment, bright red blood flowed out of many parts of his body.

Xia Youxin's little face was pale and she asked him in a trembling voice: "Xiaojun, how are you?"

"How are you? Are you injured?" Mo Xiaojun seemed to have no feeling of his injury at all. He didn't even look at him, and looked up and down at Xia Youxin.

Ye Qianmo had also arrived close to her and pulled Xia Youxin over and carefully checked her.

"Are you injured?" He asked, Xia Youxin shook her head and said, "I'm fine, I'm fine anywhere. Xiaojun! Look at you bleeding, there are so many places, hurry up, call 120!"

"It's fine if you're okay, I'm fine. There's no need to call 120, just go back and deal with it yourself." Mo Xiaojun was light and didn't frown.

Ye Qianmo confirmed that Xia Youxin was fine before looking at Mo Xiaojun. I have to say that this kid is still very tough and has nothing to say about Xia Youxin.

The time was very short at that moment, and it was too late for him to come to save Xia Youxin.

If it weren't for Mo Xiaojun, the person who was bleeding everywhere would be his beloved most.

Ye Qianmo's face was still heavy and he was not angry, but his tone was still very rapid.

"Go to the hospital! How could she feel relieved if you don't go to the hospital?"

"Yes, Xiaojun, don't waste time, let's leave now." Xia Youxin only said briefly, but in fact she didn't blame herself in her heart.

This is all bad for her. She came from Mo Xiaojun, or she insisted on taking so many photos.

Ye Qianmo grabbed Xia Youxin's hand and whispered: "It's not your fault for this, it's because the lamp was not put on."

Something happened here, and the manager of the Lamp City and the people from all the management teams below were also busy and apologized in fear.

Ye Qianmo's face was extremely cold and he glanced at the staff unhappily and left without saying a word.

With his attitude, they were even more afraid, and when they saw the people who came together were injured, they did not dare to stop them and say more.

The Mr. Pan also stepped forward and asked a few questions with concern, but was sent away by Ye Qianmo.

After getting in the car, Ye Qianmo called Lin Ling and told her to come to the lamp city immediately.

"Come here to investigate the situation, don't just hold the person who is on the light accountable. Management also has a relationship. Those who are white-collar workers who don't do things will change if they should, and if they need it, they will change everything!"

Ye Qianmo's order was already a very serious order. Lin Ling just answered very professionally that it was Mr. Ye and set out to the lamp city without asking much questions.

Xia Youxin couldn't bear it. Thinking about the enthusiasm of the employees when they came, now I don't know how many people are going to lose their jobs because of their lamps and fixtures.
Chapter completed!
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