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Mo Yan's eyes turned red, and he turned away.I thought that the relationship with Mo Zhou had eased during this period, but it turned out to be just an illusion.He felt a little sad, and he needed someone to comfort him.

The lights were not enough to illuminate his way forward, so Mo Yan walked back to his room.He came to Jae's wardrobe, now that the villa was all right.There is no need for him to stay in this place where he is not welcome.

Pulled out the suitcase and rudely stuffed the clothes in the closet into the suitcase.It seems that this can vent their emotions.

With half of his clothes stuffed, Mo Yan stood up abruptly and walked straight to the old man's study.

As soon as the housekeeper left the door of the study, he saw the imposing Mo Yan walking towards him.Can't help saying: "Looking for the master?"

Mo Yan looked at the butler who had always disliked him, and felt even more upset.He walked over directly and pushed the housekeeper who was blocking the door aside.Then he opened the door and walked into the study by himself.

The butler frowned, not understanding what was going on with Mo Yan.Although Mo Yan is mischievous, he has always been very measured.He frowned and walked in.

Hearing the voice, Mo Mingli raised his head from his official duties, and waited until he saw Mo Yan's face clearly.Some surprised asked: "What's wrong?"

Mo Yan sat on the opposite side of Mo Mingli, there was a flame burning in his chest now, even the old man who was a little timid these days was no longer afraid.

"I want to move out to live. Other young masters have several residences, but I don't even have a flat." Mo Yan said angrily.

Mo Mingli laughed when he heard the words, and said: "You are so old, you should have a place to live."

So easy to talk to?Mo Yan was stunned, and touched his nose.He thought the old man was going to stop him, but the other party had disliked him for a long time.Maybe he wanted to bring it up first and move out.

Mo Yan was a little sad, after all, he was his own father.Why don't you like him so much?

"Is there anything you like?" Mo Mingli asked.

Hearing this, Mo Yan shook his head quickly.Listening to the old man's question, he realized a problem, the old man will give himself a villa! !

If he had known this earlier, what would he have worked so hard to do with Mo Zhou! ?

"There is a villa in the Penglai Lake area, and it belongs to you now." Mo Mingli said flatly, and he signaled the housekeeper to bring the key to the villa.

Mo Yan felt that happiness came too suddenly, and he was about to faint from happiness!At the same time, she felt tears streaming down her face at the hardships she had gone through in begging for the villa from Mo Zhou.

What did the old man do long ago? ! !

Mo Mingli didn't seem to see Mo Yan's expression, picked up a document from the desktop, and placed it in front of Mo Yan.Said: "This is a supermarket, because it's not big. No one wants to manage it, and it's useless to put it in my hands. Just keep it."

What!Mo Yan immediately stretched out his hands and grabbed the document.His hands were trembling with excitement. He opened it and saw the word management right, and then scrolled down to the registration information of the supermarket.

Mo Yan glanced at the area of ​​the supermarket in a hurry, and was a little disappointed at once, it's really not ordinary small!

"Well, since it's all given to me, then I'll accept it." Mo Yan had a reluctant expression on his face, but the document was still in his hand.Although it is a small supermarket, it is better than none.

Mo Mingli has seen Mo Yan's expression too much, and he doesn't care.He just reminded him: "After you move your residence, come back and check it out from time to time."

After all, he is the son who has raised him for so many years, even if he doesn't like it.I still want to see you.

"Yes, I will." After Mo Yan finished answering, his eyes lit up suddenly.In a negotiating tone, he asked: "I plan to hold a banquet like others, do you want to come and have a look?"

If the old man comes, maybe he can bring some big shots over.At that time, they will just give him a red envelope or something. Doesn't he have the capital to do business?

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but raise his fingers.He lowered his head and calculated the amount of red envelopes that the old man gave him, and couldn't help grinning.

"Nonsense!" Mo Mingli scolded, "I'm ready to go to work, and I'm still learning some nondescript rules all day long."

He saw through Mo Yan's tricks at a glance, and couldn't help but said: "If you need money, ask the housekeeper directly, and the small amount will be your pocket money."

"My pocket money is all that shit." Mo Yan couldn't help complaining.Withdrawing money from that cheapskate butler, isn't what you get is the point that was deducted by the butler?

"That's because you don't want to make people worry?" Mo Mingli retorted with a dark face.Only Mo Yan could make him so angry.He thought helplessly.

Hearing this, Mo Yan felt that there was hope for an increase in pocket money, so he couldn't help but ask, "Should I mention my pocket money? You see, I am very worry-free now."

For money, Mo Yan began to brag about himself.

After Mo Mingli was speechless for a while, he said: "Double the pocket money, don't make any weird things for me. The face of the Mo family is still needed."

A wealthy son actually went to a banquet for some money.

Thinking of this, Mo Mingli felt a headache.He waved to the delighted Mo Yan and said, "Go out."

"Dad, we haven't chatted together for a long time. Let's talk a little longer~" Mo Yan said coquettishly suddenly, the golden opportunity is once in a lifetime, and the old man will not reprimand him for his behavior a few days ago.Instead, give benefits, isn't this an opportunity to be sent up?

Mo Mingli gave up and said, "Let's talk another day."

He really doesn't want to see this son now.

"Dad, I'm ready to join the company. Don't you want to tell me about your workplace experience?" Seeing this, Mo Yan took the opportunity to say.

"Do your press conference first." Mo Mingli said helplessly.How long will he have to talk before he can make sense of this son?Let him have a thorough understanding of the workplace?

"But the brand press conference, I don't know when it will be held?" Mo Yan asked, Mo Zhou didn't know what medicine he took, so he didn't tell him.

"It will be over in two days. For the specific itinerary, go and chat with A Zhou." Mo Mingli frowned a little, and unkindly shifted the responsibility of teaching Mo Yan to the eldest son.

"Okay, I got it. If there's nothing else, I'll go first." Seeing this, Mo Yan didn't plan to pester the old man any more.He has got his wish.No need to waste time.