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

Mo Shiyan had just finished speaking.

The phone in his office rang.

The secretary immediately smiled and said, "It must be Madam's call."

Mo Shiyan waved his hand to let him out.

I deliberately waited for the phone to ring a few times before coughing slightly and picking it up.

"what's up?"

But there was no Mingnuan voice coming from the other side.

It was a man's surprised voice.

"Mr. Mo, I really want to thank your wife. I don't have Miss Ming's phone number, so I would like to ask Mr. Mo to thank her for me."

There was a lump in the man's throat.

Mo Shiyan looked at the phone with confusion on his face.

This person's voice...is Mr. Zheng from Fengtian Automobile Group, right?

Did you call the wrong number?

"Mr. Mo, you are so lucky." Mr. Zheng expressed his sincere emotion, "Miss Ming is really talented."

"I have always thought that my wife is in good health." Mr. Zheng is well-known in his circle as a maniac who protects his wife.

"She could tell at a glance that my wife was not in good health."

"My wife just went to the hospital for a check-up. She said she had a cyst in her body and the cancer index was high. If Miss Ming hadn't reminded her that she would have delayed the check-up for a few more months, it might have gotten worse."

Mo Shiyan: "???"

"My wife is a designer, not a doctor."

Mo Shiyan reminded, "Mr. Zheng, are you mistaken?"

Mr. Zheng immediately raised his voice, "What? Mr. Mo doesn't know yet?"

"There is absolutely no mistake!"

"It's Master Ming, what kind of doctor? Master Ming can tell it by looking at his face, it's a miracle!"

Mo Shiyan: "..."

No matter how confused he was, Mr. Zheng just kept saying: "Mr. Mo, I will make a profit in our cooperation project this time, as a way to repay Miss Ming."

Mr. Zheng is well-known as a tough guy in the circle.

Offer to make a profit.

The first time in the world.

Mo Shiyan hung up the phone with a confused look on his face.

I'm about to find someone to ask what's going on.

But the phone rang.

This time it was the boss of Baoshan Mineral Water.

"Mr. Mo, Miss Ming is really amazing."

They no longer called her Mrs. Mo, but remembered her own name.

"She told my wife that there might be something wrong with the project I invested in this time, and my wife asked me to check it out."

"I was dismissive of it at first, but after further investigation, I found out that there was something really fishy!"

"When will Miss Ming be free? I heard that she is worried about her artists? I am willing to invest! How about just organizing a variety show for her? Do you think she will be happy?"

Mo Shiyan: "..." His head started to hurt.

He finally got rid of this one.

Almost as soon as I hung up the phone.

Another call came in.

This time he asked his secretary to handle it directly.

Soon one phone after another rang.

Of course, none of the calls here were from Ming Nuan.

But without exception, they all came out of gratitude to Ming Nuan.

And they were all personally called by group presidents who were rarely seen in person.

It shows sincerity.

Even the people in the Secretariat were shocked at first and then gradually became numb.

But I also deeply remember the name Mingnuan.

Their boss's wife.

She seems to be an amazing woman.

Be a master!

I heard there are some accurate fortune tellers!

"Go and find out what Ming Nuan is doing." Mo Shiyan rubbed his swollen brows.

He thought that Ming Nuan would definitely not come over at noon.

Inexplicably, he remembered Ming Nuan's previous ambition to turn Nuanyang Entertainment back into the leading entertainment company it once was.

At that time, he just thought she was cute and innocent.

But now...

Mo Shiyan chuckled lightly and stopped the secretary again, "Forget it, no need to check. Prepare the car, I want to go home."

It might be faster to go home and wait.

And at the same time.

The wives who had been mentored by Ming Nuan posted it in their own circles of friends.

[Thank you Master Ming, Master Ming is truly a benefactor to our family. 】

[It is my greatest luck to meet Master Ming this year. 】

And because of Pei Cheng's fault, Ming Nuan's Sister Wang and Sister Zhang were even more outrageous.

I took a sideways photo of Ming Nuan and posted it in my circle of friends.

Also made a note.

[Forward this Master Ming to convey love and luck. 】

In fact, everyone in this circle knows each other. If they don't know each other, it means they are not of a sufficient level.

So when Ming Nuan’s photo and the words ‘Master Ming’ were posted on WeChat Moments, the screen was flooded.

Everyone is a reaction.

Master Ming... who is it?

Just when everyone was asking who Master Ming was.

Ming Nuan was already sitting at the selection table.

Tian Tian even gave up his position.

The young people who came to campaign didn't know him at all.

But he knew that Tian Tian would not sign them unless this person nodded.

Every time Tian Tian sees something that can be made, he will subconsciously look at Ming Nuan.

Ming Nuan said it was okay.

that's it.

The ten places were almost decided by Ming Nuan alone.

Many trainees who relied on their talents were very dissatisfied, especially since many of them came from Pei Cheng's studio.

Ming Nuan frowned as he looked at them.

There was a thick black air coming from his body, and he looked like he had done many bad things.

"It really works."

She stood up and patted her skirt, "Your boss is Pei Cheng, right?"

"What the boss is like is what the people below are like. It seems that the environment and culture of your company are very bad."

They were woken up half-dead and hurried to find Pei Cheng, who was sitting outside in a daze.

Complaints abounded.

But Pei Cheng himself was given up.

How could you still care about them?

In recent years, Pei Cheng's popularity has actually become less popular year by year.

The films they filmed were more popular than the last, and they were all about taking advantage of the previous boss.

Gu Mingzhu had a good eye for selecting scripts, but he didn't.

Just when he was a little numb and didn't know what to do.

The phone vibrated.

It was a call from my parents.

His parents scolded him right away, "You useless thing."

"How did you offend your uncle?"

"Your uncle said he would stop all our family's sources of income and not allow others to help our family."

Pei Cheng's mind suddenly buzzed.

He raised his head subconsciously.

He saw Ming Nuan standing face to face with him not far away.

Ming Nuan also saw him.

She smiled at her, stretched out her hand and lightly scratched her neck, opened her mouth and softly mouthed: "I'll kill you."

A chill went straight to Pei Cheng's scalp.

He also had a lot of gambling debts.

My two lucrative jobs are gone.

How is he going to pay off those gambling debts?

Uncle didn't know why he ignored him. Could it be that he had embarrassed him at the banquet before, so that's why?

Pei Cheng's mind was in chaos.

Until the last straw came gently.

It was his secretary calling.

"Mr. Pei!"

"All the activities that the artists in our studio were supposed to perform have been stopped!"

"It is said that it was a death order from a different company boss, or the boss's wife."

"Our partners are not allowed to use our artists, what should we do, Mr. Pei?"

"Aren't Sister Wang and Sister Zhang very close to you? Why did they do the same thing?"

Pei Cheng's cell phone slipped to the ground.

He's finished.

Do not!

No!

He rushed towards Ming Nuan.