He died to save me, and was reborn to be favored by him

Mo Beizhou quickly dealt with all overseas affairs and shifted his work focus back to the country.

An Ning is a painter, a freelancer, free from any restrictions and able to travel whenever he wants.

They booked a flight back home five days later.

during this period.

Mo Beixiao has already joined the Mo Group.

A man who is as elusive as the wind and who usually goes to bed late and gets up late. It is difficult for him to adapt to the nine-to-five job after a day or two. Usually in the morning when you go to the consortium, you can see him yawning and absent-minded. In the afternoon when everyone else gets off work, he becomes energetic again. It is difficult to change a fixed biological clock and fixed living habits in a short time.

He needs time to adapt.

The work and study tasks that Mo Beichen assigned to him in the early stage were not heavy.

For the sake of his third brother, Mo Beixiao tried hard to overcome the discomfort of studying financial management. He always felt that those cold data and classic cases were like tadpoles, crawling around in front of his eyes, making him dizzy.

He really tried his best!

I studied with Mo Beichen for three days.

Mo Beichen took him to attend an important meeting of the consortium.

Moshi has operations all over the world.

This time it is mainly a domestic project.

It happened to be a collaboration with the Chu family, so Chu Yunshen brought several members of his team to the Mo family for a meeting.

Chu Yunshen still looked like an elite, with a well-tailored suit and a neatly slicked-back hair. His shoes were polished to a shine, and the watch on his wrist was worth a lot of money. He had a pair of very beautiful eyes, with double-eyes, which gave him a kind of elegant and charming feeling. He was an elite, sophisticated, and handsome. If he didn't speak, he looked like a boss who was obsessed with work.

Following behind were several other members of the team.

He is in the C position.

Looks arrogant.

The wind was blowing under my feet.

The feeling of oppression came over me.

When Mo Beixiao came to work at the consortium, he certainly couldn't wear a T-shirt, shorts, and flip-flops like he usually did. Mo Beichen specially had someone prepare a formal suit for him, a white shirt, a black suit, and a tie. His usual style of doing things was too willful and unruly. Formal clothes softened some of his wildness, but still revealed a bit of his evil and flamboyant side.

He and Chu Yunshen knew each other in kindergarten.

They have often gotten into trouble together.

Mo Beixiao had never been to the Chu Group, nor had he ever seen Chu Yunshen working seriously.

The two men suddenly met in Mo's conference room, and both looked a little strange.

Mo Beixiao always felt that Chu Yunshen looked serious, but in fact his personality was similar to his, not very serious. Seeing Chu Yunshen speaking in the meeting, he always felt that this guy was a fake and couldn't help laughing.

Chu Yunshen’s inner thoughts were similar!

No one told him that Xiao Sisi went to work for Mo's company.

I'm used to seeing him being so casual and lazy, and it's so awkward to see him suddenly become so serious. I want to laugh!

Thus the meeting began.

Both of them were a little absent-minded.

As the argument became more intense, they finally adapted to each other's current state.

Mo Beichen sat in the main seat.

Mo Beixiao sat in the first seat on his right, not because he had a high status in the consortium, but mainly because he was close to him, so Mo Beichen could easily keep an eye on him.

Mo Beixiao tried hard to suppress his smile. There was a black notebook on the table and a pen in his hand.

For important meetings of the Mo family, there are special staff members to take notes.

Mo Beichen asked Mo Beixiao to take notes so that he could learn well.

Mo Beixiao tried hard to focus on the meeting.

But the whole process...

He could understand every word that everyone said.

He was completely confused when it came to some professional terms.

Chu Yunshen's team made a PPT, and most of it was in English. Mo Beixiao knew all the 26 letters. But when they put them together, he didn't know what any of them meant. And when they held meetings, they always used some business conventions to conduct professional discussions. For them, it was concise and clear, but for Mo Beixiao...

For the first time, he felt like a fool!

He likes riding motorcycles, racing cars, hiking, bungee jumping...

Various extreme sports.

Therefore, I often go abroad and have no problem communicating in spoken English.

Business English is...

too professional!

do not understand at all!

He hasn't figured out what's going on yet.

The meeting is over.

The assistant took Chu Yunshen and his team to rest first.

Other participants in the meeting room left one after another.

Normally they should wait for Mo Beichen and Mo Beixiao to go first, but Mo Beichen gave them a look, and it was obvious that he had something to say to Mo Beixiao alone.

Soon, only the two Mo brothers were left in the conference room.

Mo Beichen knocked on the table: "Let me see."

Mo Beixiao hurriedly protected the black notebook in front of him and stuttered, "Third brother, I...I...I...I'll sort it out and give it to you. It's too messy and you may not understand it."

The two brothers grew up together.

Could Mo Beichen still not see his devious intentions? He said forcefully, "Bring it here."

Three words.

Already with impatience and warning.

Mo Beixiao could only bite the bullet and push the notebook over.

Mo Beichen took it in his hand and opened the first page. It was Mo Beixiao's name. His handwriting was not much different from him, a free and unrestrained cursive script that looked quite laborious. Occasionally, some words needed to be carefully distinguished, but the name was still easy to distinguish. Mo Beichen turned another page. He wrote the words "Meeting Minutes" on the top line. The second line wrote "I. Planning Scheme", and then, nothing else...

Mo Beichen turned another page without giving up.

White flowers.

After a whole meeting, he only wrote two sentences?

Mo Beixiao looked at his third brother's extremely ugly face and explained hurriedly: "Actually, I can roughly understand the plan you just talked about. It's just that I really don't understand those professional terms... I have no basics, you have to give me some time, right?"

The top students lead the poor students.

Mo Beichen was so angry that he had a headache.

He thought that Mo Beixiao's records would be rather confusing.

But I never expected that there were only two sentences!

Dead wood cannot be carved!

Return to the chairman's office.

Chu Yunshen was sitting on the sofa drinking coffee, while the rest of his team was resting in the lounge.

Mo Beichen and Mo Beixiao walked in one after the other.

Chu Yunshen put down his coffee and stood up: "Third brother."

"Sit down." Mo Beichen nodded at him, then walked to the bookshelf on the side, picked up a few books and handed them to Mo Beixiao.

"Das Kapital", "Marketing", "Data-based Management", "Cross-border Business"...

These were all read by Qiao Wangshu when he was studying.

After Qiao Wangshu came to the Mo Group and studied with Mo Beichen, she would often bring these books to the group. She would take them home after get off work every day to continue reviewing. After she finished her studies, she left these books in Mo Beichen's office.

Mo Beixiao looked at the pile of books in his arms. Just seeing the title of the book on top made him feel dizzy: "Third brother, there are so many, do you want to read them all?"