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Aunt Jiang looked at the pale Han Mo worriedly, poured a glass of warm water and put it in front of him, "Is Mo Mo not feeling well?" How could she vomit after a good meal? This has never happened before , Han Mo's body has always been very healthy.

"It's okay, I guess I was a little anxious to eat just now, and I felt a little uncomfortable in the company just now." He picked up the bowl and chopsticks and resumed eating, this time the speed was obviously much slower.

Even after taking two bites, Han Mo didn't feel like vomiting again, he smiled and raised his head to look at Aunt Jiang who had been staring at him, blinked, "Look, don't worry, Auntie, who was in a hurry to eat just now. "

Aunt Jiang felt relieved, turned around and went to the living room to watch TV dramas with Papa Han.

She turned around and walked towards the living room, Han Mo's face changed, and the churning feeling in his stomach came again, but this time he could hold it back and was suppressed by him.

Raising his hand and rubbing his stomach, Han Mo frowned and was a little puzzled. He didn't seem to have eaten anything irritating today. Could it be that he was too busy recently and had a stomach problem due to irregular eating?

Thinking of this, he continued to eat, but the occasional nausea made him eat slowly one bite at a time. After finally eating a bowl of rice, the unwell Han Mo had no choice but to clean up the table and go back to the bedroom .

Father Han frowned slightly when he saw his listless appearance, and turned to look at Aunt Jiang in puzzlement, "What's wrong with Momo?" He was so fascinated by watching him just now that he didn't hear Han Mo vomit.

Aunt Jiang rolled her eyes at him, and preached to him in distaste, "You said you, you don't care if Momo is not feeling well, just now I vomited after two mouthfuls of rice, I think he ate just one bowl, it must be You are so tired that you have stomach problems recently, and you don't even think about your son."

Probably because she was used to it, Dad Han shrugged his shoulders and let out a sigh. It was almost 10:30, and he was getting sleepy when he got old.

"Isn't it time to eat? It's okay. If he is really uncomfortable, he will go to the hospital. Let's go. The TV series are over and go to bed." Father Han felt that his son still had the most basic common sense at such an age. If you feel uncomfortable, you will go to the hospital.

It really made him right. Han Mo decided to go to the hospital for a physical examination after the project was completely completed. Recently, he felt sleepy from time to time and made him suspect that there might be something wrong with his body function, so he needed to get some vitamins to eat.

Han Mo cherishes his life very much, and usually does it.Loved to wear a condom, only the only time he was raped and didn't wear it, so some things Han Mo would never think of.

When a message was sent from Weibo news on his mobile phone, Han Mo opened it and glanced at it, raising his eyebrows. This man actually killed two people because of giving birth. Don’t you know how dangerous it is for a man to give birth? Look, he died.

Curling his lips, Amitabha muttered in his heart, well, he has been more irritable and anxious recently, he shouldn't desecrate the dead, he shouldn't desecrate the mother's love...uh, the father's love.

Leaning on the head of the bed, his eyes unconsciously swept across his stomach. He snorted and stretched out his fingers to poke it. He felt that it was a little soft and fun, so he poked it again.

"What are you playing alone?" Papa Han knocked on the door and came in with a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice in his hand. Seeing him poking his stomach and playing, he couldn't help asking with a smile.

Han Mo raised his head and laughed, stretched out his hand to take the orange juice and quickly drank a couple of sips. Just now he wanted to get some sourness in his churning stomach, "Dad, why aren't you sleeping?" He poked his stomach again, "I I seem to have gained weight in the past two days."

"Not fat, you have the best figure. My son is tall and handsome. He has a good job, a car and a house. If you don't want to get married so early, your aunt and I will definitely introduce someone to you." Father Han put his hands behind his back. Standing by the bed, looking strong and angry, but actually very proud.Whoever sees his son will praise him, but give him a long face.

Han Mo grinned and nodded and laughed straight. His father would talk to him every once in a while, because he was just anxious to hug his grandson, but this matter can't be rushed. Since the last incident, he has been avoiding women, especially She's a pretty girl.The blow was a bit big this time, so he had to take it easy.

"Son, tell Dad the truth, do you not like women anymore?" Dad Han walked up to him and looked down at him, and his old face blushed when he asked.

Han Mo was taken aback, then shook his head and laughed, "Dad, what do you want to ask? I don't like women, but I like men? But don't worry, even if I like men, it will be the one above!" Now when he thinks about the scene of blushing and heartbeat that day, he will feel that the chrysanthemum is itchy and want to scratch it.

"Cough, no, Dad just sees that you are not young, and you are not too lonely every day." Father Han saw him showing the expression of a puppy who was sad and abandoned, and immediately turned his words around. , "Dad doesn't dislike you. Your aunt and I wish you could stay by our side every day. It's okay. I won't mention it in the future. Go to bed early. If you are not in good health, go for a checkup." Any problem."

Han Mo made a "Y" gesture in his heart, got up and sent Dad Han out, "Don't worry, I'll check this case after I'm done. If this design is adopted this time, it won't just be a generous bonus. I'm in the industry." You can also get out of your name, and even if you work for others, you will have more confidence."

Although Papa Han didn't know about this, he had been a leader for many years, and the old man understood the twists and turns.

He nodded with his hands behind his back and walked out of the bedroom door, not forgetting to tell Han Mo to pay attention to rest and keep his sense of proportion.

"Son, Dad supports you, but your body is important, so don't be too tired."

"I know, Dad, go to bed early." Handing the empty cup to the old man, Han Mo smiled and closed the door.

Stretching his waist, he went to the bathroom to fill up the water. He wanted to take a good hot bath to relieve his fatigue.

Father Han went back to his bedroom. Aunt Jiang had just hung up the phone, her face was a little unhappy, and she was worried and angry.

"Xiao Jiang, what's the matter?" The old man was very curious after taking off his shoes and going to bed.

"My prodigal son just didn't let me worry. He just called to say that there was a car accident and he was fine. Didn't he say to come and see us tomorrow? He has been busy with his business abroad for the past two years and has no time. At the beginning of this year Didn't he say he wanted to come back to set up a branch office? When the company was finished and he had time to visit me, he said he wanted to rush back to the head office to deal with business. If he didn't want to come, he just said it, making so many excuses."

Aunt Jiang complained to Papa Han incessantly. She also missed her son. Although his son's company is big and there is no shortage of food and clothing, he is not filial!Just knowing to give yourself money but not knowing to come and see yourself to accompany yourself, this is not as considerate as Han Molai.

"By the way, isn't Mo Mo studying advertising design? It would be great to let him go to Wenfeng Company, and the two brothers will also have a support." Thinking of Han Mo's busy appearance every day, Aunt Jiang felt that her proposal was very good.

Papa Han squinted at her and snorted, asking my son to work for your son, what do you think.Besides, you're not a real brother, what if your son bullies my son?I can't bear it!

This can only be muttered in my heart. If he said it, Aunt Jiang would definitely be sad. The old man’s natural way is just perfunctory and covered with a quilt, "He decides about Momo himself. Besides, he is now It's a good job, don't mention it to him, Momo doesn't like us meddling in his work."

Aunt Jiang just mentioned it casually, and she could only nod and cover herself with the quilt to sleep when she heard Papa Han's serious attitude.

Han Mo took a comfortable hot bath in the bathroom, his tired and limp limbs were relieved, and his churning stomach and aching stomach were all healed.

A white bath towel was wrapped around his waist, and he was wiping his slightly long hair with the towel in his hand. He was thinking about whether he should get a haircut, and felt that the end of the hair was a little tied around his neck.

The signal light of the mobile phone was flashing green, and Han Mo sat sideways on the side of the bed and reached out to take it.

When he unlocked it and opened it, he froze.

It turned out to be the design drawing of a new real estate project of RS Company, with a row of small characters marked below it.

"Please design promotional videos and print advertisements according to this design drawing. If necessary, you can increase the funds. RS Company requires quality rather than saving money."

This arrogant tone made Han Mo curl his lips. He also demanded quality without saving money. Then he desperately lowered the price when negotiating the contract. If he hadn’t been more interested in this RS company’s project to enter the domestic real estate industry, think about it. Take a challenge, I am afraid that their company will not be able to find a satisfactory design company so quickly.

After tapping the keyboard a few times with his fingers, he resumed a sentence.

"Increase five percentage points as the basic budget, and if the design is accepted by your company, give me an extra percentage point as a red envelope."

Putting the phone aside, he slipped into the bed with his underwear on and his upper body bare. Just as he was about to fall asleep in a daze, the phone buzzed. He took it over with half-closed eyes and smiled.

The other party replied with two words - deal.

Han Mo kissed the screen of his mobile phone in satisfaction, he was confident that he could completely win this project, and then he could take the big red envelope to take his annual leave.

Han Mo, who hasn’t taken a day off since he went to work, calculates the annual leave he has accumulated, good guy, he can take three months off, three months, he can travel around the world and pick up beautiful girls from all over the world, wow Hahaha, I get excited just thinking about it.

With a flattering smile, Han Mo slept extraordinarily soundly this night.

Shao Wenfeng put down his phone and glanced at the assistant Ai Wen who was standing in front of the desk with a dissatisfied expression. He tapped the table with his finger, "You look like you are the one who paid for it, why? You are the one who designed this thing by Han Mo." Not satisfied?"

He remembered that it was the first promotional video of Han Molai Design Branch in China that Aiwen recommended to him, why does he still have a disapproving expression now?

Ai Wen curled his lips and raised his chin in dissatisfaction, "Boss, Han Mo is an excellent designer, but he is also a very cunning man. His proposal will make the company pay them a lot more."

Of course Shao Wenfeng knew this, but he didn't care.

"It doesn't matter, as long as his design satisfies me, it's OK, you go out." He waved his hand to signal him to leave, Shao Wenfeng rubbed his lower lip with one hand, maybe...should I go to the bar today?

Although more than two months had passed, he still remembered the man who accidentally broke into his room that day.

As soon as he thought of it, Shao Wenfeng left with the car keys and mobile phone.

That car hit?It's okay, he has more than one.