Things have not happened, Mo Shibei naturally will not say anything, just comfort Su Murong, "don't worry about it for the moment, I will solve it."

Su Murong took a look at Su Murong for some reason. It was clear that Mo Shibei never said such a thing without any reason, but he didn't ask much at the moment.

At the morning meeting the next day, Su Murong knew the meaning of moshibei dialect.

Just after the meeting, Su Murong was opposed by many shareholders.

"Mr. Mo, we all have different opinions on the appointment of Miss Su." Liu Aiguo, sitting at the bottom, was the first to say.

Mo Shibei frowned slightly, but it was also fleeting. He gave Su Murong a wink, and the latter suddenly realized that Mo Shibei was talking about it.

Indeed, I didn't have any appointment when I went to Mo's this time, and if Mr. Mo knew about it, he would certainly disagree.

"This matter concerns the safety of Mo, Mr. Mo, I'm sorry, we can't pass." Another shareholder also said solemnly.

"Yes, if we would have thought about it before, but now, after all, we are divorced. It's clear that it's Su's family, but now we have to participate in Mo's internal affairs. It's hard for us not to doubt whether there are ulterior motives in it."

"That's it. Mr. Mo certainly doesn't know about it."

"If there is no one in charge, that's nonsense."

……

For a moment, the following shareholders all talked about it. Mo Quan was closest to Su Murong. He had a smile on his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the appointment of Su Murong will naturally be arranged by the personnel department. As my personal secretary, there is nothing wrong with her participating in this meeting. Or do you mean that I don't even have the right to choose a secretary?"

When it comes to the last sentence, Mo Shibei's tone is obviously deepened.

Mo Shibei's tough attitude made everyone silent.

If it were for other women, I'm afraid there would not be so many problems.

Mo Quan now lazily stretched out his hand to the shareholders and said, "ladies and gentlemen, about the appointment of Miss Su, I don't think it's a big problem. After all, it's the Secretary selected by Mr. Mo himself. Do you have anything to worry about?"

Although this is to help Mo Shibei to speak, it can also be regarded as pushing Mo Shibei to a point where there is no more.

In other words, if there is any problem in the future, it must be mo Shibei's fault.

Mo Shibei's eyes were slightly cold, but he couldn't refute Mo Quan's words. He took a look at Su Murong, motioned her to be at ease, and then said, "don't worry, since I chose the Secretary, if there is any problem in the future, I will be responsible for it."

In the end, Mo Quan took the lead in standing up and clapping, and the crowd followed suit, breaking the deadlock.

When she went out, Su Murong's pace slowed down a little, and opened a distance from Mo Shibei. Then she said, "in fact, you don't have to do this."

"Why?"

"If you really want me to help you, even if I'm not involved, I can."

In this way, Mo Shibei doesn't have to face such an embarrassing situation today. More importantly, it's ridiculous to blame Mo Shibei for her problems.

This was something she didn't want to accept, so she continued: "Mo Shibei, you'd better change the secretary."

After hearing this, Mo Shibei couldn't help but smile. He turned around and took Su Murong into his arms. He asked with a smile, "why, you have no confidence in me."

Su Murong took a look at Mo Shibei. She was not joking. Then she said anxiously, "Mo Shibei, I just don't want you to take risks with such meaningless things. It's easy to get caught in this way. Do you know?"

When the elevator came, Su Murong took the lead to go out.

Mo Shibei follows and grabs Su Murong's arm again. Ignoring the Secretary's surprise, they stride in.

"Murong..."

Mo Shibei gave a cry.

Su Murong didn't say a word and was still angry.

Mo Shibei knows that Su Murong is angry just for himself. At the moment, his lips are smiling, but he still pulls Su Murong's face to correct what she said.

"Murong, this is not a matter of indifference to me. Since you are beside me, whether outside or in the company, you must have a position. I don't like to hear that my woman is a vase. As for the position of secretary, it's just that I have selfishness and want to keep you by my side."

Mo Shibei said the sentimental, that looking at Su Murong's eye membrane is more gentle to water.

Su Murong opened his mouth and forgot what he wanted to say.

Mo Shibei took the opportunity to bite her lips and gently provoked her a few times. Su Murong felt a shiver all over. He could not help but push Mo Shibei away, but Mo Shibei held him tightly in his arms.

"Well, don't be angry. I promise it will be the last time." Don't promise.

On the contrary, Su Murong was angry and laughed. He couldn't help hammering Mo Shibei's chest, and then said, "do you think I'm worried that such a situation will embarrass me? Since you have said that, I won't be afraid. In the past, more embarrassing things have happened. This is nothing."

Mo Shibei nodded after hearing this, but the pain in his eyes was still clear. He still took Su Murong into his arms, and then said: "even so, I don't want my woman to be humiliated again. Today, I think it's too simple. Those people are really more and more destitute."

Su Murong didn't say a word. From the perspective of a shareholder, their worries are not unreasonable, but for Mo Shibei's rights, they are indeed challenged.

"By the way, when are you going to leave for Shencheng?" Su Murong felt that this matter could not be delayed any longer.

"Today we'll have a meal with the Ouyang Qinghua family. If there's no big problem, we should be able to start tomorrow morning." Mo Shi North smile, a hand has hooked up Su Murong's waist, restlessly moved a few times.

Su Murong gave a white eye, "this is in the office."

"What's wrong with the office? Don't worry, no one will come in."

Mo Shibei didn't give Su Murong an opportunity to explain at all. As soon as his voice fell, he picked Su Murong up and went into the rest room.

The lounge is quiet enough and spacious enough.

But Su Murong was so scared that he turned pale. As he stepped back, he warned, "don't come here, Mo Shibei."

Mo Shibei is laughing more and more obscene, at this moment has begun to untie his shirt and tie, said with a smile: "seize the time, soon to get off work."

Su Murong rolled his eyes again and felt that if he went on like this, sooner or later his body would fall apart.

The party was arranged in a French manor in the suburbs.

Just as lavender is in full bloom, you can see a piece of purple from the road outside. With the expansion of the scope of purple, a French building with Louis XVI style appears in front of Su Murong, surrounded by Lavender sea.

"It's beautiful."

Su Murong could not help feeling.

"This is the place selected by Ouyang Qinghua. It has just been acquired."

So it's the first time for Mo Shibei to come here.

Su Murong was a little surprised, but then he thought about Ouyang Qinghua's value, but there was nothing wrong with it.

"Why, are you planning to be a tourist destination?" Su Murong asked half seriously and half jokingly.

"It's said that his wife likes it, so I'll buy it. Now it's still a private manor. To be specific, you might as well ask Ruili later." Mo Shibei laughs, but he is thinking about what he should do if Su Murong really likes it.

Perhaps, their own women should have such a manor.

Mo Shibei tapped the steering wheel with one hand. Su Murong suddenly thought of Shen Yuan and asked, "why did you drive by yourself?"

"That kid didn't mean to have a birthday party. He was very busy." Mo Shibei said in a sad tone.

Su Murong opened his mouth slightly, looking a little surprised.

"Busy so soon?"

"Otherwise, so I was abandoned. Fortunately, you are here." Mo Shibei took Su Murong's hand with some cynicism and said with a smile.

Su Murong suddenly remembers what happened in the office in the afternoon before, and her face turns red. Mo Shibei holds her hand more tightly.

With a gilded iron door slowly opened, Mo Shibei directly drove the vehicle in.

And Ouyang Qinghua and Ruili are waiting at the door early, greeting them as masters.

Because it's a simple meal, we all go to battle with ease.

Ruili is wearing a long red shoulder skirt with curly hair slightly blocking half of her face. At this time, she is holding Ouyang Qinghua's arm and greeting Su Murong with a smile.

Su Murong and Mo Shibei are all black today, but Su Murong's skin is getting whiter and whiter.

"I'm afraid it's not very early here. I'm preparing to let the security guard go to the front to pick up one station." Ruili said with some embarrassment.

"It's directly from the city. There's no fork in the road. It's not bad." Mo Shibei said politely.

After a while of greetings, the exquisite French dinner has been placed on the table, and four people have entered.

"Xiaoqing has been talking about Xiaoyang's younger brother at home. Why didn't she bring him here today?" She asked with a smile.

"I'm a little late because of something. If I have a chance, I can go to Mo's house next time." Su Murong said politely.

To be fair, Su Murong naturally wants to bring her children here, but this time it's the most important thing.

Ruili knows what Su Murong's words mean, but she can't be the master of Ouyang's family. At this time, she just smiles and doesn't make a statement.