On the front of the badge is Mo Chen's ID photo, with his name and position written below - executive vice president.

Lin Dongyu's hands trembled, and he quickly stuffed his work permit back into the glove box, took out a bulging brown paper bag, and asked Mo Chen, "Is this it?"

Mo Chen held the steering wheel, looked forward, glanced at the paper bag in Lin Dongyu's hand from the corner of his eye, and said, "Yes. You take it first, I will use it later."

A few minutes later, the red light came on at the intersection.

Mo Chen turned on the handbrake, took the document bag handed over by Lin Dongyu, and nimbly opened the thin thread wrapped around the paper bag with his fingers, revealing part of the document inside.

When he turned to the fourth page, he took a photo of the file number at the top with his mobile phone and sent it via WeChat.

"Okay, thank you, please help me put it back."

Mo Chen returned the paper bag to Lin Dongyu and called the phone: "Look, I sent you the number. Apply early. There are many properties to be inspected this month. You have to queue up. Follow up after you apply."

After hanging up the phone, Gao Baiming looked confused.

Boss, what happened today?

Suddenly he asked about the specific project and asked himself to call him to report at this point.

By the way, why doesn't he know the file number?

He didn't ask about the number at all.

However, he is the boss and he has the final say. One of Gao Baiming's great strengths is that he never asks too many questions.

The green light countdown came on, and the weekend traffic began to creep forward.

Lin Dongyu put the brown paper bag back into the glove box, thinking about the work permit he saw just now.

Mo Chen said that he was responsible for the Yuejing Yunju project and was a senior executive of Mo Group. Judging from his age, the title "Executive Vice President" was quite intimidating, but it was far less than the identity she had guessed in her mind.

Comparing the two, the identity of Mo's executives seems more convincing.

After all, if he was really the unattainable CEO of Mo Corporation, how could he interfere with such specific work matters?

But how to explain the pomp and circumstance of the Mo family?

Let the entire styling salon only serve Mo Chen?

Could it be that what the second uncle of the Mo family said at the banquet was really just drunken nonsense?

Lin Dongyu looked at the flow of people outside the car window and felt extremely conflicted.

Otherwise, why not just ask him?

As soon as this idea came up, Lin Dongyu strangled it to death.

No.

Once you ask for an exit, there is no way out.

She turned her head, pretending to look through the contents of the bag, and quietly looked at Mo Chen's profile.

He drove the car with concentration, forming an extremely smooth undulating curve from his forehead, bridge of nose, philtrum, lips and chin. His profile was so perfect that he seemed to have stepped out of a painting, handsome and handsome.

Such an excellent man now claims to be her boyfriend, what else could she be dissatisfied with?

The car was parked steadily in the hospital's underground parking lot. Mo Chen accompanied her to change the medicine, and then the two of them walked to the ward together.

Before reaching the door, I heard the noise of many people.

Lin Dongyu's expression tightened and he took a few steps quickly.

Mo Chen took her arm and said, "Don't worry, I'll stay with you."

It was his mistake in the morning. He didn't come with her, so she faced the danger alone. It's different now. With him here, no one wants to hurt her.

The two rushed to the door of the ward and were stunned by the scene in front of them.

Xu Yue knelt on her aunt's bed and cried with tears streaming down her face: "Sister Lin, I know you are dissatisfied with me. If you have any anger at me, don't target it at my son."

"He is still so young and has just entered the first year of high school. If he is detained, what will he do in this life?"

She howled with true emotion and said: "We are all mothers, so you have to pity our mother and son. Don't let him leave a criminal record, don't destroy him..."

There were several unfamiliar people standing around, both men and women. They should be the helpers she invited. There were also people recording videos. They were obviously prepared.

Everyone in the ward watched the excitement.

After Xiao Xu's trouble in the morning, he thought everything was calm, but he didn't expect the mistress to come to the door in the evening.

Eye-opening, really eye-opening.

The aunt was half leaning on the bed, Xiao Yang was filled with anger, Xiao Nannan was not here at the moment.

This was the first time Lin Dongyu saw such an indifferent look on his aunt's usually kind face.

It's not hatred or sadness, just complete disregard and indifference.

Lin Dongyu felt a pain in his heart.

They are all made of flesh and blood. How many times did my aunt have to go through heart-wrenching pain to cultivate this face that is impervious to water and fire?

When she saw Xiao Xu in the morning, she was still very sad.

Seeing someone holding up a mobile phone to record a video, Mo Chen reflexively took a step back. He couldn't appear in such social news.

He looked back, and the bodyguard captain appeared in his field of vision, and Mo Chen made a gesture.

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