Mr. Mo smells so good

The pictures on the TV are all areas that have suffered from severe snow disasters. The thickest snow has reached half a meter. People cannot travel safely.

Chu Qing looked very angry, biting the bread while saying

"This is too much, a cabbage costs 40 yuan, why not rob it?"

News reports of several markets where prices have risen outrageously.

Mo Yuhui looked at the report and sighed

"Nowadays, the traffic control is strict, and many roads are blocked by heavy snow. Many people went out to grab food two days ago. The stock was sold out, and new products were delayed. Prices will indeed increase, but these markets The price is really outrageous."

"Uptown is so big, and in the face of such a natural disaster, the government will definitely try its best to ensure the supply of vegetables and meat. Isn't this making a fortune?"

Chu Qing despises such a business.

"There are many speculators in this world. The snowstorm is a disaster in the eyes of most people, but it becomes an opportunity to make a fortune in the eyes of a small number of people."

Mo Yuhui put down his chopsticks, his expression was a little cold, obviously he didn't like such speculators.

After eating, Chu Qing didn't let Mo Yuhui do it this time, but went to wash the dishes consciously. Mo Yuhui answered a phone call, and after hanging up, he didn't continue to read the news, but went to the study.

After Chu Qing washed the dishes and came out, he was also a little bored. He must not be able to go back to East Africa now. Fortunately, the two batches of medicines have already been shipped, and the doctor should not miss him for the time being. Let’s take it as a vacation for himself. , he hasn't had a good vacation in recent years.

Thinking of this, he felt at ease, and glanced at the tables and chairs in front of the window. He remembered that when he came back this time and met Mo Yuhui for the first time, that person was sitting there drinking tea. He walked over and sat on the table and chairs he usually sat on. Sitting on the chair, he saw the blue and white cup on the side, and the picture of last night suddenly flashed in his mind.

The man looked nervously at the cup in his hand, and tricked him into exchanging it with him with a bamboo cup. Chu Qing couldn't help laughing, raised his hand to take the cup and looked at it carefully. I can't tell the difference between this treasure and the dozens of blue and white cups sold on the market.

Two days ago, he was so busy that he didn't think it was a big deal. Chu Qing's bored head was about to smoke after suddenly being idle. He went to the western-style bar kitchen to make himself a cup of freshly ground coffee, and then sat on the side to kill the time for a while.

I looked in the direction of the man's study. I didn't see him go in a few days ago. Why did I think of going to the study today? He put down his coffee and walked towards the study. He wanted to knock on the door, but he heard the people inside. It seems to be on the phone. Maybe the quality of the door is so good that I can't hear what is said inside, but I can hear that the person's tone is not very good.

Hearing that there was no movement inside, Chu Qing raised his hand and knocked on the door. The door was unlocked. When Mo Yuhui looked up, he saw a head poking in from the door, with a smile on his face again.

"Come in, what's the matter?"

Chu Qing pushed open the door and walked in. This was the first time he came to Mo Yuhui's study room. It was antique, with mahogany tables, chairs and bookshelves. The bookshelves were full of books. It feels like, based on his understanding of Mo Yuhui, he might have read this book, so he looked it up and down before answering the man's words

"Nothing, it's too boring."

Chu Qing sat in an armchair on one side generously, and continued to look around the room while talking. There was a picture on the wall behind Mo Yuhui's chair, and Chu Qing couldn't help but read it out

"Those who can give up, the world will never give up; those who have got it, have no shame in their hearts."

These few words are vigorously written, but also have a trace of unconventional freedom and ease, which fully expresses the vigor and vigor in this sentence.

"Who wrote this? It's really well written."

Mo Yuhui smiled and looked at him

"you guess."

Chu Qing looked up and saw a brush holder on the mahogany table in front of him, and asked after a pause

"No, you wrote it, didn't you?"

"How is it written?"

"It's really you who wrote it. Do you usually practice calligraphy?"

Chu Qing really didn't expect that in his impression, the financial elites should be in suits and leather shoes, flying all over the world, and their exports are hundreds of millions, blah blah blah, blah blah.Since when have you been so self-cultivating?

Mo Yuhui knew what he was thinking just by looking at his expression

"Stay home and find something to do."

Chu Qing was too busy at the moment. He found a book in his study room to read. The man seemed to be very busy. He kept typing on the computer. He only went to the kitchen when he was cooking at noon. After eating, he looked at Mo Yuhui went into the study again.

No, this person is a bit abnormal today. He doesn't read the news after breakfast, and he doesn't take a lunch break after lunch. He still goes into the study.

But this time he didn't go over, and put on his overcoat and went to play in the snow in the yard. After a while, his mobile phone rang suddenly. He picked it up and saw that it was a local number, but he didn't recognize the number.

This number was set up before he came back. Few people know about it, and he has notes for those who do. Whose phone will it be at this moment?he picked up

"Hello."

"Hello, Young Master Chu, I am a shareholder of the Chu Corporation..."

This phone call lasted for nearly 10 minutes. After Chu Qing hung up the phone, his eyes narrowed slightly. The person who called was Zhang Heng, a shareholder of the Chu Corporation. He had heard of this person before when his parents were still alive. His name is an old shareholder.

The meaning of this phone call is very clear. He is telling him that Mo Yuhui is trying to seize power. He is trying to dilute the shares of Chu's shareholders and want to completely control the Chu family.

"Young Master Chu, this Chu family was left by Tianjun and your parents. It was just left by Mo Yuhui back then, and it will be handed over to you when you graduate and become an adult."

Chu Tianjun was his father.

"But Mo Yuhui is arbitrary. Over the years, the company has changed many people from him. If you don't show up again, the company will probably change its surname to Mo."

The words of the shareholder just now echoed in his ears over and over again, and he had all kinds of thoughts in a moment.

He just returned to Shangcheng. How did these shareholders know his number? Mo Yuhui asked him to return to the Chu family more than once. Could it be that this time he and the shareholders had arranged a scheme?Just to get him back?

But after thinking about it carefully, the tone of the shareholder just now does not seem to be fake, and the dissatisfaction with Mo Yuhui in the words is probably not pretended, then there is a real conflict with Mo Yuhui, and it is deep and accumulated for a long time. So the root of these conflicts, as they say, is Mo Yuhui seizing power?

The author says:

Disputes and climaxes are coming, comrades, get ready

Guess, will Xiao Chu trust Mr. Mo this time?