Spoiled Wife: Are You Good or Bad, Young Master Ji?

"Mr. Zhang, fortunately I reacted quickly just now, otherwise I don't know how they will report today's events?"

Indeed, his reaction was quite quick, if he wasted a few more seconds, it would have been even more difficult.

Seeing this, Zhang Mo'er felt relieved.

"I don't think there is a way for us to procrastinate like this. Otherwise...or we should quickly implement the next step. In this way, even if he can get rid of the reporter, there are still other things that he can't get rid of."

"I listen to you."

Shen Rongche dedicated his time to Zhang Mo'er, just wanting to settle these matters for him before he can return to work properly in the company.

The plan is proceeding as promised, although it doesn't take too much time, but after all, the time spent in the early stage is not too little.

Zhang Hongxin's mistake this time made those reporters even more anxious. Instead, they seized this mistake and stayed downstairs in the company for a long time, unwilling to leave.

"Is there still no news from Mr. Jiang?"

"He said he would find a way for me, but he hasn't responded to me yet."

The assistant was also in a hurry. You must know that he and Zhang Hongxin were two grasshoppers on a rope, so if something happened to Zhang Hongxin, he would definitely not be able to escape.

"I have another way. Otherwise, you can openly admit what you have done, and then sincerely apologize to them. Maybe those reporters will stop pestering you because of this matter."

What?Is this crazy?
If he continues to admit it generously like this, what will Zhang Hongxin's character look like if it is spread out?
"No, what if the company is implicated because of my problem?"

"Now these reporters have lost a lot in the downstairs company. If they don't stop them, then there will be endless troubles."

"No matter what, these things happened more than ten years ago. Since they sincerely want to hold on to this little braid, why don't we cut him off with one knife."

The assistant kept persuading him, presumably for the same reason, Zhang Hongxin gradually let go of those resistances in his heart.

As he said, even if you cut it with a knife, it can grow again, but it will take a long, long time. Maybe by that time, these things will have passed completely.

"it is good!"

Resting in the office for a while can be regarded as reorganizing the language. Since I want to go down and apologize sincerely, the attitude must first be relatively humble.

Apologizing to those former opponents in this way is something Zhang Hongxin can't do even if he is killed, but right now he has to do it in order to preserve the company's reputation.

After being locked up at home for so many days, she finally went out. Although she came out today with a heavy responsibility on her shoulders, Zhang Mo'er's mood improved a lot after breathing the fresh air outside.

"It's already out, so don't be so worried. If Xiao Yi sees you like this, he will definitely be worried again."

"There's nothing I can do about it. Ever since I started this matter, I haven't had a good day's rest."

"Don't think too much, what we do is justified. Your father has hurt so many people, and now it's time for us to pay off his debts."

Or as the old saying goes, the father's debt is repaid by the son.

Although Zhang Mo'er is not really willing to do these things, she is still half-hearted.

In order to ease her emotions, Mu Wuxing didn't act immediately as soon as he came out, but took her around to shake.

Knowing that Minster was having fun playing in the playground with his two children, Meng Wuxin also planned to take Zhang Mo'er there.

"Where are we going? No..."

"Minster just called me to say that she was at the playground with her two children, so don't we still have time now? Just go and have a look."

When the time comes to see Xiao Yi, no matter how unhappy Zhang Mo'er is, she will still have a smile on her face. Although it is forced, it is better than nothing.

"Wow ha ha ha ha……"

Minster's eardrums were almost shattered by these two brats. I really don't know how they were so happy, it was better when they were young.

Looking at these children in the amusement park, all of them had innocent smiles on their faces, and they all came from the heart, Minster couldn't help but think of his own childhood.

Although they are not as happy and free as they are, it is also limited by their own identity.

"We've arrived at the door, or else you should take them out first, play with us and leave."

"it is good!"

"Ian Xiaoyi, your mother is at the door, do you want to go out and meet her?"

"Okay!"

Unexpectedly, in front of their mother, they would also be willing to give up the toys and amusement facilities that made them happy.

"Xiao Yike will come out in a while, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Zhang Mo'er knew that Meng Wuxin had done this with good intentions, so she planned to cooperate well, not for others, but for herself.

"Mo'er, why are you here, Dad?"

"Dad is busy with work at home, so he didn't come with us. Are you having fun?"

When getting along with the child, Zhang Mo'er really couldn't see any troubles, and she pretended well enough.

I chatted with them outside for a while, seeing the two children reluctantly looking at the amusement facilities inside, so Meng Wuxin and Zhang Mo'er had to put them back.

"You have to be careful, these are two children!"

"Don't worry, my eyes are guarding them every step of the way, what can happen?"

It would be impossible to reassure Meng Wuxin. Minster was a bit extravagant in his daily work. Besides, there was always a difference between men and women raising children.

"How are you, are you feeling better now?"

As they walked, Zhang Mo'er stopped immediately because of Meng Wuxin's question.

She looked at Meng Wuxin gratefully, "Wuxin, thank you. I've been restless these days, so I'm not in a good mood. If you weren't by my side, then I don't know how much I've lost." Bad."

"Thank you? If it is because of this matter that you are like this now, then I am inseparable from the responsibility. If I hadn't tried my best to persuade you at the beginning, maybe you would not take practical actions no matter how thoughtful you are of."