Mo Yang

"It's raining again..." Qiao Yang was awakened by the sound of rain, opened his eyes on the floor, and looked at the gray sky through the iron railing outside the window.It was very quiet in the room, it was lunch break and everyone was sound asleep.

Qiao Yang turned his head to look at Han Mo's sleeping face beside him, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, and he thought to himself: It's been almost a month since I've been here, and seeing this person as I wished, I can't help but come here... soon It's a pity that MLM organizations don't have a holiday on Ching Ming Festival, so I can't go to visit the grave with my parents this year.

Unexpectedly, MLM organizations also have holidays.

"One day off for Ching Ming Festival." During the communication time in the afternoon, Cai Zijie walked into the restaurant where everyone gathered and said, "The old rule is that you go home to consume your annual leave. Those who have stayed in the organization for a year can enjoy five days of annual leave. You need to go home come to ask me for leave."

"Are you able to leave here?" Qiao Yang looked at the Tutu beside him in disbelief, but the Tutu who was supposed to communicate with him buried her head in writing without raising her head, pretending she couldn't hear her.

Ma Congcong, who was still communicating with the professor, noticed Qiao Yang's embarrassment, and leaned over and said, "Of course~ In addition to annual leave, you can also leave under special circumstances, such as graduates returning to school for defense or family members who are suddenly ill..."

"That's it." Qiao Yang nodded, thinking to himself: Those who have stayed here for a year must have cheated others. special constraints.

Several people were discussing, when Qin Mao, who was sitting with Sun Changming, stood up, wiped the sweat off his face with a sticky towel, and walked out with a sad face.

"What's wrong with Lao Qin?" Theoretically speaking, Qin Mao is Qiao Yang's immediate superior. Although the latter was tricked into joining by Han Mo, his name and achievements are under Lao Qin's name.Naturally, Qiao Yang paid extra attention to Qin Mao, and this kind of attention did not arouse others' suspicion.

Ma Congcong rubbed his chin and thought for a while: "I overheard when I called the day before yesterday. It seemed that Lao Qin's father was ill...the family lacked money and few people. Let him go to the hospital to stay in bed for a while."

Tutu, who had been ignoring him all the time and not knowing what was making trouble, finally raised his head and asked, "Is his father sick? What kind of illness...is it serious?"

"It seems to be cancer." Hearing Tutu's voice, the professor immediately came over to explain, "I heard him say that he had a lesion for many years when I chatted with him before... Hey, Lao Qin's pressure is also great, almost fifty He can't accomplish anything even though he's a man...His father seems to be in his 70s."

"Old Qin is really almost fifty? I thought he was just old-fashioned." Qiao Yang was puzzled, "Don't we accept people over the age of 30?" Feeling his shoulders heat up, he turned his head and saw Han Mo's pretty smiling face.

"What are you talking about?" Han Mo pulled a stool and sat down between Qiao Yang and Tutu, leaning lazily on Qiao Yang's shoulder, "I just came back from the reception point...it's so hot." Guancheng from the south , as soon as April enters, there will be summer temperatures.

Tutu immediately picked up the notebook at hand and fanned Han Mo, and the cool breeze also generously dissipated Qiao Yang's heat.Qiao Yang was embarrassed to ask the girl to serve the two of them, so he reached out and wanted to take her notebook to fan himself. Unexpectedly, Tutu glared at him fiercely, and at the same time suddenly increased the frequency of fanning——Han Mo His hair flew up and stuffed Qiao Yang's mouth behind him who wanted to speak.

Qiao Yang poked out his hair expressionlessly: "... Bah."

"Pfft!" Han Mo burst out laughing, shook his head and distanced himself from Qiao Yang, and took the notebook from Tutu's hand: "I'll do it myself, thank you."

A blushes of happiness appeared on Tutu's face.The professor behind her pinned his glasses with his middle finger irritably, picked up his notebook and fanned Tutu...

Qiao Yang's screenwriting sensitivity is on the line, and he always feels that the situation in front of him is very complicated, and there are several colorful emotional lines pulling back and forth between them.He shook his head and put away all the stuff in his head, and picked up the topic at the beginning: "Han Mo, Lao Qin was developed by you, right? Can he join at such an age?"

"Old Qin? His situation is quite special." Han Mo recalled, and told a story to the people at the table, "He was the first companion I developed, and he was a netizen in my stock investment group. I always thought that He was about my age, so I developed him and let him come. He came by train, I picked him up from the station, and I knew at first sight that he was not qualified for age, so I should have prevaricated and let him go back. , but I’m a novice after all, so I took him back to the reception point in a fluster and asked experienced people to help me deal with it…” Seemingly amused by his initial clumsiness, Han Mo shook his head with a smile.

Qiao Yang raised his eyebrows and glanced at him. The others imagined Han Mo's bewildered look, and they all found it rare and novel.

Han Mo continued: "Everyone has already come. I was going to give him a brief introduction. After dismissing him, we will withdraw the reception point. I didn't expect Lao Qin to be particularly interested in online sales. He is very optimistic about the future of this industry. I knelt down and begged Let's take him with us..."

"Kneel down to beg you?" Tutu was in disbelief.

Han Mo nodded: "The leaders were moved by his sincerity, so they kept him and made him our companion."

A table of people fell silent, everyone had different expressions and obviously had their own thoughts.Tutu and Ma Congcong were very emotional.There was a little imperceptible sarcasm on the professor's face, Han Mo seemed to be still remembering, but Qiao Yang was observing each of them, his brain was spinning, and a thought came out clearly: I may not be the only companion of Han Mo lurking in this organization ... Yes, Lao Qin is also with Han Mo, he is another "pretender".

Why so skeptical?Because Han Mo said, "But I'm a novice after all, and I'll bring him back to the reception point if I feel flustered...", this is a clumsy lie to Qiao Yang: "Ah Mo can never do something wrong because of flustered, then There's never been such a thing as a 'newbie's dilemma' for a guy...to call his nickname, he's an inky fox with eyes deeper than the sea."

Since Lao Qin was not recruited by Han Mo's mistake, he must have been specially arranged...Now he claims that his father is sick, is this true?What is the purpose?He intends to use this as an excuse to leave the organization for a few days, what is he going to do?

Qiao Yang's head was filled with question marks, and he couldn't help staring at Han Mo's face, his eyebrows twisted into a knot.

Han Mo was attracted by his overly strong gaze. He and Qiao Yang looked at each other for two seconds without any change in the smile on his face. He stretched out his hand to wipe away the confusion between Qiao Yang's brows, and patted him on the forehead affectionately: "What are you thinking?"

Qiao Yang's face seemed to have been dotted with a drop of red ink on the surface of water, and the redness spread out all of a sudden.

Except for Tutu who rolled his eyes, everyone at the table laughed.Before everyone could say anything, Lao Qin poked his head in from the door: "Han, Han Mo... can you come out for a while..."

Han Mo stood up, patted Qiao Yang on the shoulder and walked out.After 5 minutes, he also poked his head in: "Little Sun, Tutu, Professor, the three of you come out."

Sun Changming and Gu De, who were whispering on the other side, turned their heads and glanced at them.

Han Mo took a few of his people into the kitchen, glanced at Lao Qin, and said to the others: "Old Qin's father is hospitalized with stomach cancer, and he will take advantage of the two-day Ching Ming holiday to go back and visit... Well, he The financial conditions at home are not very good, and we have to pay the medical bills when we go back this time, so I thought, let’s raise some money for him to take him back.”

"I... will definitely pay it back..." Lao Qin lacked confidence in his promise.

"Borrowing money from each other is not allowed in the discipline." The professor took the lead to say that Qiao Yang had noticed just now that he was contemptuous of Lao Qin. Now it seems that it is not an illusion.

Han Mo was not unhappy with the professor's non-cooperation, and said calmly with a smile: "Discipline is discipline, and favor is favor. Of course it's okay to obey the discipline and not borrow it, but if you want to borrow it, you have to keep it a secret." He stretched out his index finger Comparing with each other, he said to Lao Qin: "I will lend you [-] yuan, and I will transfer it to you when I can use my mobile phone at night."

Lao Qin's eye circles suddenly turned red, his lips trembled, and he looked at Han Mo gratefully.

"I don't have that much money...but I can lend you two thousand." Tutu said to Lao Qin, but his eyes were fixed on Han Mo.The latter smiled at the girl and performed a head-touching kill. The girl seemed to be as happy as heaven.

The professor behind Tutu twisted his expression slightly, and sighed: "I will lend you eight thousand."

"I'll lend you [-]." Finally, Qiao Yang also expressed his opinion. His eyes moved and caught between Han Mo and Lao Qin, thinking in his heart: What are you two planning?Why would you open your mouth to borrow money?Or, by borrowing money to defraud others in the organization?Is this what your purpose is... plus I can cheat a total of [-]?No, how could I doubt Ah Mo so much...

However, Qiao Yang's guess did not receive any response or confirmation as usual.Han Mo didn't make eye contact with him, but just patted Lao Qin on the shoulder, telling him "don't worry about money", "go back and take good care of the elderly", "don't be too polite, we are a family"...

Is Lao Qin another lurker?Will he come back again?

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