For a moment, the conference room was so quiet.

Everyone lowered their heads and kept silent, and they did not dare to go to see Mo Yunting.

All they could hear was their heavy breathing.

Director Cao, who was slapped by Mo Yunting, covered his face and shivered, and his legs became weak. He never expected that Mo Yunting would suddenly become angry.

He was almost scared to death now.

I thought that with the matter of Xingyuan, he could force Mo Yunting to give up power in advance and make a great contribution to his uncle.

But unexpectedly, it was a blow.

"yes."

He gritted his teeth and responded with a stinging bullet.

His head was lowered, but his eyes were filled with a strong sense of hatred.

Damn Mo Yunting! I dare to beat me, and I will make you look good when you give up the power!

After saying that, he turned around and took everyone to leave. When he first came, he fantasized that one day he could inherit his uncle's status and use this office.

But now, he didn't want to stay in this ghost place for a second!

But as soon as he turned around and took a step, he heard the icy cold voice sound, "Slow down."

"Mo..., do you have anything else?"

He trembled and turned people over, his voice trembling.

I was afraid that Mo Yunting would slap again.

The others were so scared that they didn't dare to let it go. They all regretted it. Today, they didn't know what was wrong with the stubbornness, but they actually followed this idiot to force the ward.

"Did I let you go?"

Mo Yunting's light words instantly made everyone tremble.

It's over, it's time to settle the score!

Seeing that Director Xiao Cao was silent, the person next to him poked him hard behind his back. He brought the person and the disaster was caused by him. Someone must take the limelight, right?

"Mr. Mo... what do you want?"

Director Xiao Cao looked at Mo Yunting with a tough bullet, but he was extremely confident in asking.

Mo Yunting did not answer directly, but chuckled, "I heard that Mr. Cao, you took a deep blue tear at the charity party two days ago, right? My wife liked it very much."

Your wife likes it very much?

I really like you to buy it yourself!

Not only Director Cao and others were stunned by this.

Lin Xiaonuan, who was watching the fun next to her, had big question marks in her little head.

What deep blue tears?

He also said she liked it? Why didn’t she know about it?

The scene was silent for a few seconds. Seeing that Mo Yunting did not speak, Director Xiao Cao immediately reacted.

Good, Mo Yunting, this is going to be a quarrel!

What your wife likes very much, isn’t it just a hint to hand it over?

Bah! Let him work and dream!

But when he raised his eyes and saw someone's slightly narrowed eyes, he suddenly felt panicked.

Gripping his teeth, a hint of flattery appeared on his swollen face, "It turned out to be that deep blue tear. Your wife made great contributions to our Mo family last time. I bought it specifically to thank her. Unfortunately, I haven't found a chance. Tomorrow! No, I'll send someone to get it from home later!"

When he said this, only he knew how painful his heart was.

The deep blue tears cost him more than 10 million. He was originally going to buy them to pursue his goddess. He prepared the candlelight dinner tonight, but he didn't expect to put it here!

But if you don’t take it out, Mo Yunting will definitely not let him go today.

Victory is right in front of you, you can’t lose the big picture because of small things.

Mo Yunting, this dog thing!

When his uncle takes power, he must be beautiful!

Director Xiao Cao's heart was bleeding, but the people behind him breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time they were a little gloating.

After all, since this guy took pictures of the deep blue tears, he has shown off to them a lot in the past two days. Humph, the bamboo basket is gone!

I thought this matter was over, but I suddenly saw Mo Yunting coming.

He patted the shoulders of the person next to Director Xiao Cao, and he asked with a smile, "Old Wang, I heard that you have a blue and white porcelain vase, right?"

"Yes...Mr. Mo, I have a blue and white porcelain vase from Mingchenghua."

The shareholder was stunned at first and instinctively responded.

There is indeed a blue and white porcelain vase from the Chenghua period of the Ming Dynasty. He bought it for a few million a few years ago and has always regarded it as a treasure. On weekdays, he is reluctant to let others take a look at it.

But the next second, he was stunned.

Mo Yunting nodded with satisfaction and smiled slightly, "That happens, my wife has been fascinated by flower arrangement recently, so she lacks a flower arrangement bottle. Look..."
Chapter completed!