You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 83 I'm in control of this matter!
Ephraim was waiting for Mo Mengchen at the main entrance of Mount Auburn Palace.

It was already one o'clock in the morning, and Adrian couldn't open his eyes. He held his sister's hand, leaned his head on her body, and might fall asleep at any time.

Mo Mengchen came out in an ordinary Cadillac.

With his status, he can drive a better car, just like he can live in a mansion, but still choose to stay in the Garryton apartment after becoming famous.

The man doesn't seem to care about these things.

"Mo, tonight's game"

"Did it scare you?"

Tonight's game is indeed not suitable for promoting basketball to laymen. Mo Mengchen and Payton are simply tarnishing the sport of basketball.

"That Gary Payton is a bastard, he should lose two front teeth!" Ephraim said.

Mo Mengchen said with a smile: "I can't imagine how stinky his stinky mouth would be if there were no front teeth to block his breath. For the sake of other people's health, let's leave a front tooth."

Ephraim laughed so hard that her abdomen cramped, she didn't expect Mo Mengchen to have such a humorous side.

Well, neither did his teammates.

"Sister, are we home yet?" Adrian was woken up by his sister.

Mo Mengchen said: "We have to wait another 10 minutes, Adrian, are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry, I'm sleepy, and I hope to invent something that keeps humans from sleeping."

Adrian said innocently.

"Maybe you can really do it." Mo Mengchen's words were not only to entertain his brother-in-law, but also from the bottom of his heart.

Many of the great inventions in human history came from accidents and childishness.

For example, anesthesia is derived from a performance that is half experiment, half entertainment, and half technology. Without anesthesia, the operation will be difficult.

Few people can bear the pain of being disemboweled.

There is also penicillin that I have to mention. The birth of this thing is accompanied by a lot of BUGs. If one is missing, it will not come out.

Mo Mengchen parked the car and went upstairs with Ephraim and Adrian.

Second floor
It was late at night, and Adrian's eyes were completely closed.

"Then... good night." Ephraim said.

Mo Mengchen nodded and said, "Good night."

Just as Mo Mengchen took out the key, he suddenly heard Ephraim calling him again.

He just turned his head when Ephraim stood on tiptoe and gave him an unexpected kiss.

"See you tomorrow."

The kiss lasted more than ten seconds, if not for Adrian's presence, it might have lasted longer.

Mo Mengchen was a little flustered, once again he felt that he had lived on a dog in his previous life, knowing about surgery all day long, running on his colleagues, not doing anything serious, and it has been less than a year since time travel, and it feels more exciting than the decades in his previous life .

In the past, if he saw lovers kissing in TV dramas, what he would think of would not be romance, dog food, or sweetness, but——this dog and man exchanged so much saliva mouth-to-mouth, it must contain Tens of millions of bacteria?
Kissing for more than ten seconds can exchange 8000 million bacteria. How many more kisses did they complete this scene, and how long did they last?Think carefully and fearfully.
When it was his turn, he didn't think about it at all.

When Ephraim kissed him, his mind was blank. It felt like he had returned to many years ago, when he just became a doctor and pursued others for the first time, before he became so mean and unkind.

That was many years ago.

Before falling asleep, Mo Mengchen hummed while brushing his teeth in the bathroom.

Although he doesn't regard himself as a singer, he just considers that Ethan's identity will be exposed in the future. At that time, it will be inevitable to sing on stage. He doesn't want to sing about the car accident, so before the exposure, he has to practice a good Voice, not to mention top-notch singing skills, at least you can't lose your appearance when you go to the scene.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, Mo Mengchen wrote the lyrics on the bed with a pen.

"WE CAN'T STOP", the free translation means that we can't stop, and the direct translation means that we can't stop at all. This is a relatively brisk song, which just caters to Mo Mengchen's current state of mind.

Thanks to his extraordinary memory, he easily memorized the lyrics of the entire song while concentrating.

"Yea, Yea, Yeah~"

He sang along to the lyrics.

six o'clock the next morning
Amir Medela came to Garridon's apartment early. There are many things to do today. St. Lucifer has two surgeries. At noon, she has to go to the recording studio to record songs, train in the afternoon, and Mo Mengchen has her own arrangements in the evening.

To make matters worse, she messed up what Mo Mengchen told her yesterday.

But it can't be her fault, that damn congressman is a piece of shit!

The more Madeira thought about it, the angrier she became.

Normally, if Mo Mengchen was not late, Madeira would wait patiently for him to come, but now she wanted to take the blame herself, so she went upstairs after waiting for half an hour.

Go up to the second floor and come directly to 250.

She found that the door was unlocked, so she opened it directly, and then—Ephraim leaned against the wall, raised her face and kissed Mo Mengchen, they were so selfless, they shouldn't be disturbed, but someone came to disturb, and this person Not polite at all, opened the door without knocking.

"Me, you, this."

"excuse me!"

Madeira closed the door forcefully, and was about to leave.

"Bring me back!"

Mo Mengchen's roar spread throughout the floor.

Madeira opened the door with a dry smile: "Boss, I didn't do it on purpose."

"Amir, have you had breakfast?"

Ephraim was so calm that Madeira suspected that she was a fish. If she didn't only have seven seconds of memory, why would she act as if nothing happened?
Mo Mengchen still had lipstick on his lips, and he closed the door with an unkind expression: "Tell me what you want."

Just messed up their good job, if I let him know that I also messed up the errand he gave, then
Thinking of Mo Mengchen's mouth that could almost speak for the word mean, she couldn't imagine what would happen, it was too scary.

Now that it happened, she couldn't hide it.

"I didn't handle the matter of Ephraim well, and the congressmen don't accept privacy anymore." Medela said.

"What's going on?" Hearing that it was her business, Ephraim also came over, and touched a cup of hot milk for Mo Mengchen.

"Is such that."

— A completely Mediterranean middle-aged bald head sitting in his office, he is watching boxing, if only look at his lazy look.No one would have guessed that this was Silas Stevens who had given eight speeches in the past two weeks.

Because of his frequent speeches, the citizens of Detroit affectionately changed his name to Silas "Talk of the Day" Stevens.

"Bang bang."

"Please come in."

Stevens thought it was his secretary who came back, but it was a strange woman he had never seen who opened the door.

"Mr Stevens, I'm sorry to bother you, I'm Amir Madeira."

Stevens hurriedly corrected his posture, lest this appearance be seen by other unknown people.

"Sorry, there are no reception staff outside the office." Mei Dai stretched out her hand and smiled.

If it wasn't for Madeira's good looks, Stevens wouldn't even shake hands with him. Even so, he still acted impatiently: "My secretary will be back in a while. If you need to find her, she will help you."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the door and asked Madeira to go out.

"I only want to delay you for a few minutes." Madeira maintained a standard friendly smile.

Madeira said slowly: "I have a friend who is on trial for manslaughter."

Before she could continue speaking, Stevens interrupted her impatiently: "The relevant departments will investigate clearly. Moreover, this is the congressman's office, not the district prosecutor's office. You have come to the wrong place."

"Yes, but after my investigation, it appears that you have something to do with the David Sessions case."

"I don't know the person you're talking about."

"I remind you, the same man who lost his wife in an unfortunate accident."

"Oh?" Stevens seemed to remember, "You mean that drunk scumbag?"

Madeira asked: "Are you there?"

"Yes, just behind a few cars. Fortunately, I didn't get too close, otherwise I wouldn't be able to stand here." Stevens said as he walked to the door.

Madeira said, "Did you know that before the car accident, David Sessions was going to take his wife to watch his kids play?"

"Unfortunately, many criminals are fathers." Stevens stood at the door with his hips akimbo, growing impatient with Madeira.

"It's just that David Sessions wasn't drunk, the alcohol content in his body doesn't qualify for this crime, and he's not a scumbag, let alone a criminal," Medela said.

Stevens saw his secretary coming back, he pointed to the secretary outside: "You can tell my secretary about it."

"Okay, I have one last question."

Madeira left unwillingly.

"A while ago, your party started negotiations on a road improvement bill. Are you the initiator? Would it be more beneficial for the introduction of the bill to define David Sessions as a criminal?" Medela didn't wait for Steve. Vince retorted, adding, "No, you're the one behind this!"

There was a sinister smile on the corner of Stevens' mouth, and he poked his head: "Sheila."

"Yes, sir?"

"Call security, this crazy woman refused to leave despite my repeated requests, she is dangerous, she may be armed!" Stevens said.

"Yes, sir."

After ordering, Stevens lowered his voice and said hoarsely: "Before you appeared, I was still considering whether to go to court to correct the criminal. Now I think, let's see you in court. I hope that man will be fine in prison in the future." Happy life."

Then, Madeira was roughly thrown out by two security guards.

—— After listening to Madeira's narration, Mo Mengchen frowned.

"Not only did you spoil my good deed in the morning, but you also added a damn witness to the already difficult case?" Mo Mengchen gave Medela a thumbs up, "Well done, Amir!"

"Boss me."

"Don't say anything!"

Mo Mengchen turned back to the frightened Ephraim and said, "Don't worry, I'll take care of this matter!"

　Dor.Mo stared at the sky speechlessly: "Why are there pig teammates around me?"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)