On the hospital bed, Mu Xin breathed weakly, her face was still pale, and she put her hands outside the quilt and held them in front of her chest. I don’t know if she could hear their conversation.
"Mu Xin, you must wake up." Han Jiamei looked at her and emphasized, "Otherwise your beloved man will completely belong to someone else!"
After saying that, she started eating bread and drinking milk again.
Mo Fan squatted in front of her and touched her hair docilely.
With her by my side, Mo Fan felt very at ease. At least he didn't have to suffer like that.
Jiangcheng, the R-alan Group is brightly lit at night.
In the president's office, the atmosphere was not very right from the afternoon.
The news of nine ex-wifes having a press conference has not been suppressed yet.
In just a few hours, the emoticon package was reprinted hundreds of millions of times.
Yin Lihua was so angry that he could not speak, his eyes were like torches, covered with blood, and he wished he could tear these netizens!
"Food bucket!! All are food buckets!!" He angrily scolded, feeling ashamed to see people!
The director of the Public Relations Department behind him was trembling, and he had already said a lot of words. His ability was limited, and it was just a blame for netizens being too powerful.
Ah Zhong, who had just handed over a thousand-word review, came in from the door and saw that the president was losing his temper, and he was also frightened.
I was scolded a lot in the afternoon, but this time I may be affected again because it was not the time to come.
"Give you two more hours!"
Yin Lihua scolded angrily, "All gossip news about women must be cleaned up! Especially those emoticons!" This was something he couldn't stand.
"Yes, President." The director of the Public Relations Department lowered his head and didn't even dare to breathe.
"Get out!" Yin Lihua was furious.
After giving the salute, the subordinate turned around and left quickly. When passing by A Zhong, the two looked at each other. A Zhong's situation was not much better.
Yin Lihua just turned around and was about to get off work. When he saw Ah Zhong, he stopped. His entire aura was slightly relieved, but his face was still very cold.
Ah Zhong walked towards him with a heart.
"What's the matter?" Yin Lihua asked coldly.
A Zhong whispered, "President, Mr. Yu may be sentenced to ten years. The amount of stolen jewelry is too large, but she did not involve you."
Yin Lihua frowned slightly coldly.
"President..." Ah Zhong tried to ask, "Will you not save me?"
When Yin Lihua thought of Yumengxi, he was still a little upset. After all, this woman is different from others and she likes her so much.
"Save." The middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "Although this matter was screwed up, he was still saved."
Ah Zhong also breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that he would not save him if he was angry.
After this anger, he would hand over such a difficult task to deal with, and it would be difficult to save him at that time.
Yin Lihua had a gloomy face, "But I can only save it secretly. I don't want to be caught at this critical moment."
"yes."
"Also, even if she is rescued, she can't work in the company." Yin Lihua was upset, "You can save it first!"
"Okay, then I'll do it now." A Zhong saluted respectfully and quickly turned around and left.
Yin Lihua punched the desk hard, and she was in a terrible mood.
Night, Emerald Bay.
This is a bustling scene, with lights and bright moonlight in the yard.
The small celebration banquet invited company designers and some younger executives to come. They prefer family gatherings tonight. They are not formal and everyone has a lot of fun.
In the huge yard, the long tables were filled with red wine and food. Everyone clinked glasses and drank wine and used their mobile phones to browse Yin Lihua's emoticons. It was the happiest moment.