I can see luck! People who get married in a vegetative state make crazy money

Mr. Mo immediately yelled angrily: "Where did this bastard's things go?"

He has a very loud voice.

The servants came over tremblingly, and after carefully observing the old man's expression, they said hesitantly and tangledly: "Yes, it was the young master who asked us to move out."

Mr. Mo's heart choked.

"Where did you move to?" Although he asked this, he already had a vague guess in his mind.

"Moved to the young lady's estate."

Mr. Mo: “…”

He knew it.

Mr. Mo had a stern face.

It's like swallowing a fly.

Just at this moment, Madam Mo approached quietly from behind.

Seeing this, he sneered: "So, why did you pick on Xiao Nuan in the first place?"

"it's good now."

"My grandson's wife doesn't want to live with us two old guys."

"The grandson naturally ran away with his wife."

Madam Mo said with a fake smile: "When I feel better one day, I will also live in my granddaughter-in-law's manor."

"Leave the nasty old man here alone."

Mr. Mo: “…”

His face twitched. In fact, he was regretting it without his wife telling him.

At this time, Mo Shiyan, who was at Mojia Company, was looking through the new information sent by his secretary.

There are only two pieces of information.

It's so thin that you can read it in one glance.

"Is that all?" he said in a deep tone.

The secretary was a little nervous, "Yes, Mr. Mo, our people checked it very carefully, but this is really all."

"His resume is very clean. He was born in a middle-class Chinese family abroad. He had excellent academic performance since childhood. He went to college following a very ordinary life trajectory, and then met your parents during a parade."

"You will also know what happened after returning to China."

Mo Shiyan looked at the two thin pieces of paper and sneered.

“How do you feel when you read this?”

The secretary was suddenly asked and subconsciously said, "Is it clean?"

"It's because it's so clean that I find it ridiculous."

Mo Shiyan threw the two pieces of information aside and sneered, "You really think everyone is a fool."

He had investigated this before.

The investigation revealed that, apart from what he knew, everything was blank.

As long as a person lives in this world, it is impossible for his life to be blank without leaving any trace.

This time, he mobilized a lot of forces to dig deeper.

Only two thin pages of information were obtained.

This information is so normal and so ordinary.

No one would think much of it if they saw it.

But it was precisely because of this that Mo Shiyan found it ridiculous.

If the mediocre doctor was really such an ordinary person, then when he first started investigating, he should not have done it blankly, but should have been able to find out in such detail that he could even find out who his deskmate was in school.

A rich and powerful man wants to investigate an ordinary person.

That's really a very simple thing.

The whole process is already full of disharmony.

Now Mo Shiyan can make a conclusion.

There is definitely something seriously wrong with this quack.

Mo Shiyan bent his fingers and tapped the table.

"What do the people who are watching him say?"

The secretary quickly said, "He has only been between the hospital where he works and his home recently, and has not been anywhere else."

"The hospital where you work?"

Mo Shiyan sneered, "That quack doctor is still employed?"

The quack doctor had put on a good show in front of his grandmother and the others before.

He is a psychiatrist.

I was unable to cure my friend who gradually became "crazy" after losing his lover.

It left a very severe blow to the soul.

As a result, he was unable to work normally in the hospital.

For so many years, he has been focusing on him, trying to correct his "mental problems", and has also been wandering around various wealthy families.

After all, Mohist School hired a psychologist specifically for this.

It was enough for him to make his first steps in high society.

Among these people in this circle, there are more than one or two who have psychological problems.

The richer you are, the harder it is to stick to your original intentions. It is normal to have psychological problems and distortions after spending too much time on entertainment.

"Yes."

"He announced that you were in better condition."

The secretary said this and glanced at him again.

“So now we are back to work as normal.”

The secretary is also quite perceptive.

Without waiting for Mo Shiyan to speak, he immediately handed over another document at hand.

This document is quite thick.

"This is the hospital where he works."

It is a large private hospital.

The fees are very expensive, but the reputation is good and the doctors are also good.

Mo Shiyan flipped through the information that was publicly available.

But this information is not enough.

This man suddenly joined a hospital for no reason. He must have his own reasons.

No matter how high the salary offered by the hospital is.

The salary will not be as high as that of a private doctor from a wealthy family.

After all, the groups of people he contacts are different, and the benefits of his network effects can be completely different.

"Dig it deeper."

Mo Shiyan said this expressionlessly and stood up.

"Going home, Mr. Mo?"

the secretary asked.

He glanced at the time.

It's almost one in the morning.

According to common sense, President Mo should be eager to return to the young lady.

Unexpectedly, Mo Shiyan said calmly: "No."

"I'm not going back today."

"Go to that quack hospital."

Since it is a very famous private hospital.

That is of course a very advantageous location in Beijing.

It took less than ten minutes.

Mo Shiyan arrived at the hospital entrance.

He played with his phone with his slender fingers.

I pulled out the quack doctor who had been on the blacklist for a long time and called him.

The phone rang twice before being picked up.

It can be said that it was answered in seconds.

The familiar voice of the quack doctor came from the other end of the phone.

With deep surprise.

"Xiao Yan?"

"Why did you call me?"

This man regarded himself as his uncle when he was a child.

Mo Shiyan always felt disgusted when hearing this kind of name.

I feel nauseous from the bottom of my heart.

Perhaps his disgust was so obvious that quacks usually avoided him.

But this time it might have been too shocking.

I blurted out this name unconsciously.

Of course, he often did this 'unconsciously', and Mo Shiyan always thought that he was deliberately trying to disgust him.

But now.

Mo Shiyan was quite calm.

The corner of his lips curved up.

"Come down."

"I'm at the entrance of your hospital."

After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.

And this moment.

The look of surprise on the doctor's face sitting in his office has not yet faded.

On his desk, there is a name tag with the name he has always used abroad.

A name as common as his resume.

Mike.

Mike couldn't care less.

Ran downstairs in a hurry.

I also met many young nurses along the way.

They all liked Dr. Mike very much. When they saw him running in the corridor, they were surprised and asked, "Dr. Mike, where are you going? Are you off work?"