Chapter 506

"Boss! She ran away today. I'm afraid it's hard to catch her in the future."

His horse warned carefully.

Mo Shengli glanced at him impatiently, and then said coldly.

"What do you want to say? Keep an eye on Mo San. He can make an appointment with LAN Enron today. Maybe they have discussed something important, and his every move should be reported to me."

The horse nodded and went out.

Back to the villa.

LAN Enron told Mo Jinrong what happened today.

Mo Jinrong was practicing hard. When he heard the news, he stopped immediately.

"What are you talking about? Grandma, she..."

Mo Jin's mood fluctuated again. He was afraid that grandma would hurt his body because of his things.

"Don't get excited. Grandma doesn't matter now. Mo Shengli wants to see you like this. You can't be fooled. I'll find time to help you see grandma. Your main task now is to take good care of your body and recover as soon as possible before you can see grandma."

LAN Enron comforted.

"Damn! Didn't he catch you?"

Mo Jinrong clenched his fists and felt some resentment.

"I didn't get caught by him, but maybe Mo San won't come back recently. He may be targeted by Mo Shengli."

LAN Enron was vaguely worried.

After all, all the assets of Mohs group are in that account. If Mohs 3 has a slight omission, they may not have a chance.

"I want to get well and practice."

Mo Jinrong said and tried to stand on the treadmill.

"Jin Rong, you've been doing it for five hours today. If you practice again, you'll overwork. You can't do this."

LAN Enron grabbed him and reminded him.

She knew that Mo Jinrong wanted to recover her body quickly and go out to teach Mo Shengli a lesson.

But he has been exercising for five hours today. If he continues to practice, it will be counterproductive.

"Leave me alone. I want to practice. I'll make my legs better soon."

Despite her opposition, Mo Jinrong insisted on getting on the treadmill, but before she took two steps, her legs softened and fell off the treadmill.

"Stop running! Thin man, help him to bed and have a rest."

LAN Enron ordered the thin man to help him up.

Mo Jinrong was angry and anxious at this time. His grandmother was critically ill and the company was facing bankruptcy. However, he lived leisurely in bed every day. He was really unwilling.

"Jin Rong, I know you want to get better as soon as possible. For example, we have to come step by step. If we want to be quick, we can't reach it."

LAN Enron advised.

Mo Jinrong calmed down. He was thinking about how to deal with Mo Shengli.

"Don't worry, I've asked Mo San to negotiate with Mo Shengli with the money. I believe there will be results soon."

LAN Enron comforted.

"Enron, thank you!"

Mo Jinrong said sadly.

"Thank you for what? Isn't yours mine? Frankly, I fight for myself."

LAN Enron smiled.

……

After the last haunted incident, lanyaxin never went back to the house.

She now lives in an apartment rented by Tan Shilin.

She has now closed her eyes, all of which are pictures of LAN Enron asking her for her life.

"You said you've been so long. Why hasn't your stomach reacted?"

Tan Shilin looked worried.

LAN Yaxin was packing up. When she heard him say this, she was a little dissatisfied.

"If you plant melons, you get melons. Maybe you can't. You only come to me several times a week and want children."

Everything she said was sour.

Tan Shilin thought about it, too. Recently, the old man was busy making plans for him. He also took great pains to deal with it. Where did he have time to come here?

"I heard that the Mohist family is not flat recently. The old lady has been sent to the hospital. Are you thinking about how to divide up their market?"

LANYA asked inadvertently. Tan Shilin looked up and smiled.

"I didn't expect you to care about this kind of thing. That's right! The Mohist school is not flat recently, and its business has also plummeted. Mohist school is going to sell the company, so it doesn't have the mind to manage the market. Their market has been almost robbed by us.

The days of Mohism covering the sky have passed, and now is our era. "

Tan Shilin pulled Lan Ya's heart in his arms.

"I advise you to leave this business alone. Your only task is to hurry up and have children for me."

LAN Yaxin is not particularly interested in this kind of thing, but although LAN Enron is dead, Mo Jinrong is gone. Seeing that she still wants to see the collapse of the Mohist school with her own eyes, she can live with peace of mind.

"I heard that there is a famous Mohist designer. Her clothes are limited edition. I also want them. Can you win him over to design clothes for me?"

LAN Yaxin thought about Qiucha's works a long time ago, but she never had money. Now the Mohist school is going bankrupt. She must be a smart person. She should be grateful if someone would take her in.

Tan Shilin thought about it and almost forgot it.

That autumn tea is a popular designer. If anyone can get her, wouldn't it be even more powerful in business?

"Isn't it just a dress? The Mohist family is closed now. As long as I tell him, she will come and serve you diligently. You can have as many clothes as you want."

Tan Shilin smiled.

He kissed lanyaxin little by little.

So they fell on the sofa.

Afterwards, Tan Shilin went to inquire about Qiucha's residence.

In the villa, autumn tea just woke up with a splitting headache.

She held her head and looked around. The dirty room was too clean now.

She staggered out of bed. As soon as she came downstairs, she saw that the downstairs was empty. She thought her family had been robbed. She picked up one side and held it in her hand. She went downstairs carefully.

Suddenly.

There seems to be movement in the bathroom.

She crept to the bathroom. She came to the door and was about to hit it.

Zhao Han came out of the bathroom with gloves and apron.

"You're awake!"

Zhao Han's face was full of sunshine. Qiu Cha quickly put away his things and asked with a shocked face.

"Why are you here? How did you get in?"

Autumn tea threw down her broom and looked at the door. The door lock had been broken, and everything in the house was as clean as ever.

There are also pockets of garbage piled next to the door.

"I really don't know how you survive. You wear bright clothes every day, but you live in the garbage. Thank me."

Zhao Han smiled.

Autumn tea sat on the sofa and seemed to feel something missing around.

She habitually stretched out her hand, but she didn't grasp anything.

"Why are Enron's photos missing?"

Qiucha's eyes are full of doubts. It is suspected that Zhao Han threw away all his and her photos.

"I put her photos away. I'm afraid you look sad. You've been depressed these days, so I came to see you. But don't worry, I'll find someone to renovate the door lock."

Zhao Han took off his gloves and apron and put them aside.

Autumn tea looks a little unhappy.