flstandardbreds Chapter 166: 15 years of work experience at the age of 16
Chapter 166: 15 years of work experience at the age of 16
Mo Jingyu was stunned.
"Why are you still crying? I didn't say anything!"
Jiang Zhiyan: Beauty Sheds Tears.jpg
He wrapped his arms around Mo Jingyu's waist and looked at her with teary eyes.
Mo Jingyu cupped the other person's face, turning it up, down, left, and right.
Wow, what a perfect face!
She got to eat it, hehehe_(:3ゝ∠)_
Mo Jingyu said, "Let's cry one more time."
Jiang Zhiyan responded: "You really do like watching people cry, you pervert." The last two words were spoken in a breathy tone.
Mo Jingyu gave a wicked smile and said, "Oh my~ Little handsome guy, you're pretty tough. You're only just realizing how perverted I am?"
"Should I pretend to be scared?"
Mo Jingyu said, "You understand me!"
Jiang Zhiyan stood up.
What's with this height disparity?!
Jiang Zhiyan scooped up Mo Jingyu in his arms, and Mo Jingyu exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, what are you doing?!"
"Go to sleep, it's very late."
No way! No way! Is the crucial plot point coming right now?
Nervous.jpg
The next morning, Mo Jingyu sat up, looked at Jiang Zhiyan sleeping next to her with drooling, and then looked at the drool stains on her own pillow. She felt as if she had been forced to turn on a computer.
She floated to the bathroom to wash up. While brushing her teeth, she stared at herself in the mirror. Her neck was covered with marks, and then downwards.
...Stop! It can't be broadcast.
Mo Jingyu complained: What a dog.
Last night, Jiang Zhiyan carried her to his office, pressed her down on his desk, and kissed her.
Mo Jingyu asked, "President Jiang, who's the pervert here?"
"Me." Jiang Zhiyan buried her face in Mo Jingyu's neck and shoulder, her hair tickling Mo Jingyu.
Mo Jingyu pushed him away and leaned back.
Jiang Zhiyan stared at Mo Jingyu's fair neck, wanting to kiss her.
"That's almost it."
"not enough."
Jiang Zhiyan kissed Mo Jingyu all over, but still managed to keep his bottom line.
Because Mo Jingyu's esteemed aunt has arrived!
Mo Jingyu patted President Jiang, whose eyes were red again, and said, "Please accept my condolences. Go wash up and go to sleep."
*
Mo Jingyu shook her head, trying to forget about the scenes that couldn't be broadcast.
Sitting on the bed, rubbing his eyes, Jiang Yan'an called out, "Mommy~"
"Hey! I'm here."
"Mom, are you going to work today?"
"Hmm, are you coming along?"
Jiang Yan'an nodded.
Mo Jingyu patted Jiang Yan'an's sticking-up ahoge and said, "Then go wash up."
"Ah."
As soon as Mo Jingyu opened the bedroom door, she exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, Mr. Jiang, what's with those dark circles under your eyes?!"
Jiang Zhiyan: "The nights I think of you."
"Hahaha, okay, let's cover it up with concealer then."
At breakfast, the housekeeper noticed that the couple's atmosphere was full of sweet romance.
Mrs. He said, "The gentleman has finally won her heart."
Butler Han snapped some photos and sent a message to Jiang's mother: "Madam, there's no need to kick the young master out."
Jiang's mother: You've made something of yourself! The Jiang family has made something of itself!
Then he happily went out to play mahjong.
Mo Jingyu took Jiang Yan'an to the company and told Jiang Zhiyan some bad news.
She plans to continue living at the company.
Jiang Zhiyan: My wife, whom I just won over, is already a widow QAQ
Upon arriving at the company, Mo Jingyu was immediately grabbed by the leg by an unidentified object as soon as she got out of the car.
"Damn it!" Mo Jingyu was so frightened that he cursed.
Shen Zhu clung to Mo Jingyu's leg, her voice filled with despair: "Sister! Save me!"
Mo Jingyu shook her legs, trying to shake off the "green-haired monster," and said, "Get up."
Jiang Yan'an asked, "Mom, who is this strange uncle?"
Shen Zhu looked up: Me? Uncle?
Mo Jingyu said, "It's not important, An'an, don't play with him."
Shen Zhu stood up and said, "Sister! What are you saying! I graduated from a prestigious university, after all."
"Yes, I graduated from a private college."
Shen Zhu: "..."
Shen Zhu looked at Jiang Yan'an curiously and said, "Hello, my name is Shen Zhu, you can call me Brother Shen."
Jiang Yan'an nodded: "Oh, hello Uncle Shen."
Shen Zhu: Vomiting blood.jpg
Mo Jingyu asked, "Isn't this your class time?"
Speaking of this, Shen Zhu started crying again: "I don't want to go to dance class, it's so painful, sob sob."
Mo Jingyu tilted her head and looked at Qi Yun'er who came out from behind.
Qi Yun'er said, "His body is too stiff, so I'm pressing down his legs."
Mo Jingyu nodded: "Pay attention in class." Then she left.
Shen Zhu reached out his hand, Er Kang's hand
Qi Yun'er dragged him directly back to the dance studio.
"Miss Mei!"
Meilan looked up from her documents and replied listlessly, "You're here."
"Sister Mei, what's wrong with you?" Mo Jingyu put Jiang Yan'an down.
Jiang Yan'an walked up to Mei Lan with concern and said, "Aunt Mei, you need to rest more."
Mei Lan gave a tired smile: "Okay."
Mo Jingyu said, "Sister Mei, you should go and rest. I'll take care of the rest of the work."
Meilan asked, "Are you sure you can do it?"
"I will handle it."
"Okay, a director invited me to dinner tonight. I'll send you the time and place later."
Mo Jingyu replied, "Understood."
Meilan dragged her tired body back to her dormitory to rest.
Zheng Fanghua knocked on the door.
Mo Jingyu asked, "What's wrong?"
Zheng Fanghua asked, "Is she sick?"
Mo Jingyu replied, "No, it's just that I've been working too long and I'm too tired."
"My mom made some nourishing soup, so don't order takeout for lunch."
Mo Jingyu nodded.
Mo Jingyu sat down in Mei Lan's seat, and Jiang Yan'an climbed onto her lap.
Mo Jingyu looked at the scripts handed to her by the director. Some of the scripts had the potential to become minor hits, but others might not even have a chance to be broadcast.
Mo Jingyu looked at the message Mei Lan had sent her on her phone—"The Thief Can't Escape?"
She remembered that the script became a huge hit later on, even though the director was a newcomer.
However, the assistant director of this production team was not of good character, which caused some setbacks when the show aired, but it still became a hit because of its novel plot.
I wonder if the assistant director will come tonight.
Jiang Yan'an called out, "Mom?"
"Ok?"
"Mom, this project is risky, do you still want to invest?"
Mo Jingyu looked at the script on the table that Jiang Yan'an was pointing to and asked, "You can tell?"
Jiang Yan'an nodded: "My father taught me that this future forecast is just wishful thinking."
Wow~ The CEO's kid is amazing.
Mo Jingyu said, "An'an is so amazing. Mommy is going to a social event tonight, do you want to come along?"
Jiang Yan'an replied, "Yes!"
That evening, Mo Jingyu led Jiang Yan'an into a private room. Director Shu was already there; he was alone.
"Good book guide."
"Hello, Uncle Shu."
When the director saw the investors arrive, he stood up to welcome them.
Book Director: This is a golden opportunity!
Mo Jingyu said, "Sit down. Isn't this a dinner party? Eating is the most important thing."
The book supervisor hurriedly replied, "Yes, yes, yes."
Mo Jingyu's statement about eating was not a lie.
The director said, "Mr. Mo, let me introduce our script to you."
Mo Jingyu replied, "Let's eat first, and then we can talk about work."
Jiang Yan'an also said, "Talking about work over a meal leads to indigestion."
The book supervisor gave an awkward smile, his mind preoccupied with the investment, and couldn't eat at all.
As soon as Mo Jingyu and the other person finished eating, the director put down his chopsticks and took out the script.
"Mr. Mo, I..."
The book guide did not exaggerate, but told the truth.
Mo Jingyu said, "Hmm, the script is very good, but I can't just look at the script when I invest; I also need to examine the directing team."
"I know, I know. If you have time, Mr. Mo, you are welcome to visit our studio."
Mo Jingyu nodded: "Okay, I'll let you know once Mei Lan and I have discussed it."
The book director felt there was hope, and his voice trembled slightly as he spoke.
Mo Jingyu took Jiang Yan'an back to the company.
"An'an, what do you think of what that uncle said just now?"
Jiang Yan'an rested his chin on his hand and thought, "I think that uncle was very sincere, and he didn't use too many embellishments when he spoke."
"Yes, An'an is really amazing."
What kind of little devils are the CEO's kids?!
Boss: That's great, 15 years of work experience at the age of 20!