"Assistant Mott, what's wrong?" Mr. An said gentlely, "You don't have to worry, the children's area is there, we can see the children, just don't leave our sight."
Mo Fan nodded, "Hello Mr. An." He took the initiative to reach out.
The two shook hands.
Then Jingting took Mo Fan to sit down not far away.
Two to eight, the aura is not weak at all.
In the children's area, Zhan Zhan and Duoduo sat by the coffee table, not as naughty as other children.
Soon someone brought in exquisite fruit plates, snacks, and some tea.
"thanks." Zhan Zhan is pronounced very standard, gentlemanly and polite.
The Filipino maid saluted respectfully, "notatall." After saying that, she left and stood at the door, waiting for the children's instructions.
"So many people are here, it's not a group fight." Zhan Zhan glanced outside the glass wall, complained in a low voice, and then took out the tablet from his schoolbag.
"What did Uncle Mo Fan tell you?" Duoduo asked curiously.
"It's nothing." He opened the tablet and took the words into his ears.
Duoduo was eating fruit leisurely, looking at her father from time to time. She was talking naturally, and her serious look was really charming.
The side looks so beautiful!
How could there be such a handsome man in the world?
At the long table, Jingting was expounding his ideas and opinions. He spoke slowly and had unique thoughts.
Everyone in the Jie Ou Group listened carefully, no one interrupted, but they all felt that their plans were better and more touching.
After all, it was a creative idea bought from a well-known foreign company at a high price.
In the children's area, Zhan Zhan leaned on the back of the chair, put his right foot on his left leg, holding the tablet in one hand and operating it with the other, which was very like playing a game.
My brother looks very handsome when he wears the baseball cap backwards.
Duoduo withdrew her gaze, brought the exquisite fruit plate to her, picked up the fork and put it into her mouth, which was very well-behaved and quiet.
"Brother, where did you think Mommy went?"
"Don't worry, I will let her show up on the initiative." Zhan Zhan seemed to have an idea.
Jingting's philosophy was explained for ten minutes, and it was clearly organized. It received frequent nods from senior executives of Mei'an Group and also recognized by President An.
"Mr. An, I think our plan is better." A representative of the Jie Ou Group couldn't help but speak, "Can we elaborate on our philosophy now?"
"Can."
The man had an excited smile on his face. When he turned on the computer, he found that the screen was black.
No matter how he pressed the keyboard, the black screen did not change at all.
He couldn't help but panic!
There was a cold silence in the venue, and everyone looked at him.
Mr. An also looked at him, and another minute later, "What's wrong?"
"..." The man was so anxious that his forehead was sweating and his fingers were pressing the keyboard randomly.
The other seven people also turned on the computer, but all the screens were black? They couldn't turn on no matter how hard they pressed!
Everyone looked similar, surprised and panicked.
Jingting couldn't help but wonder, but Mo Fan glanced at Zhan Zhan, and the little guy also glanced at this side, and the two of them met.
"I have always been very interested in the plan of Jaio Group." Mr. An said calmly, "Let me tell me, no matter who says it will be the same."
The plan was not made by myself and the computer couldn't be opened. What should I say?
Mo Fan got up and came behind them, and found that all the computers were black. He really wanted to laugh, but he held back, "Mr. An, their computers went on strike together. It seems that you can only adopt our Jingshi solution.
If it is not reliable at critical moments, it may not be possible to cooperate for a long time."
The eight people were so angry that they vomited blood, but they were unable to refute!
"It doesn't matter if the computer screen is black. I still want to hear their creativity." Mr. An elegant and gentleman, "Just Jong was confident just now and didn't even open the computer."
Those eight people were silent...
Mr. An observed their expressions, "What? Didn't the case be done by your own company?"