"OK, after the game, call the manager to my office."

After dropping this sentence, Jin left and walked towards his own director's office.

Mo Huan followed him and nodded to Mo Yin.

Because it's not the headquarters, there is no separate office for him here. Just knowing that he is coming, Mo Yin temporarily vacated the VIP lounge and rebuilt it to serve as a temporary office for him.

The original foreign style has been replaced by the minimalist style he likes.

Such a large office, floor to ceiling windows through the outside of the sun, overlooking the place, the most prosperous city of Cloud City panoramic view.

On the white wall facing the desk, Mo yinwei installed the largest TV projection screen on the market, which is used to broadcast the Games in the competition venues.

In this way, there is no need to be crowded in the venue - no matter how many VIP seats there are, they are not as comfortable as staying in the office.

Sitting in the soft leather ring chair, Jin turned left several pages of the document report on the desk.

Most of them are things that he knew earlier and had asked Mo Huan to deal with. What he didn't know were trivial things. Mo Yin's ability was reassuring. He just signed his name symbolically and put it aside.

There was only one plan, and his pen was a little frustrated.

Because he saw Jiang Wu's signature and lock's seal, it seems that he was authorized by Qigui company to find a third-party entertainment company to package five members of lock team.

Each team member has a fixed hero portrayal, and needs to cooperate with the League landing to shoot a series of promotional films.

It's not a rare thing. Just looking at the name of a third party, I can't help wondering: Mo Huan is also a high-level person. Why did he choose this one?

Suspicions soon passed, he signed his name and approved the plan.

Put down the pen.

He looked at Jiang Fu's signature in a daze.

For the woman he hadn't seen for three years, he looked cold and indifferent, but he was afraid that he was the only one who knew how his heart was turning.

The original palpitation, can not help, and then the last shot, completely disappeared, into ashes.

It's true that he has never doubted or investigated, but no matter how much he does, it shows how ridiculous he is?

This woman just regarded him as her ex husband. The death of her child stimulated her. After all her fantasies were put aside, he would never forget the cold hatred in her eyes when she pulled the trigger for him, a stranger and a person who didn't care.

But clearly so love, but why a year ago, agreed to Zheng Moyan's proposal?

She thought that she was just because Zheng Moyan blocked the bullet for her, so she felt guilty and agreed to the proposal. However, the photos and videos taken by countless private detectives, her real smile immersed in love, can't deceive people.

All the evidence shows that she can be gentle to anyone, only he, only that cold shot!

Looking back on the past, Jin's left chest was stuffy, and the scar of the wound was painful

I knew that the bullet had been taken out long ago, and my body was almost recovered.

But whenever I think of that moment, the pain at that time, no matter how much time I experienced, was still exerted on him.

Taking a deep breath, he screwed his eyebrows, tired and helpless to close his eyes.

At this time, the door was knocked three times -

he knew it was mo Huan's knock without asking.

"In."

He adjusted his state and didn't want to expose himself in front of Mo Huan.

She has done too many things for herself. She has a palpitation for Jiang Fu, which is unfair to Mo Huan. He hopes to use the rest of his life to make up for her.

"What's the matter, uncomfortable?"

Mo Huan pushed the door in and made him a cup of hand ground coffee with two extra spoonfuls of sugar.

I do not know when, like to drink bitter coffee, he actually partial sweet up.