I can see luck! People who get married in a vegetative state make crazy money

Maybe she's in a good mood recently.

I also learned that my mother is still alive.

So his attitude towards Mo Shiyan became better.

He is quite arrogant.

How could he not notice Ming Nuan's obvious reaction?

Mo Shiyan immediately wrapped his hands around her waist and pulled her in front of him.

"Want purple air?"

He took Ming Nuan's hand and held her fingers tightly.

"Want it?"

The water droplets on the ends of his hair fell on Ming Nuan's eyebrows.

Ming Nuan looked at her clasped hands.

It's like trying to pry open a tightly closed river clam with a razor blade.

People like Mo Shiyan, once they have set their sights on their prey, will hold on to it and won't let go.

Ming Nuan used to think so.

But ever since Mo Shiyan "lost his mind" and confessed his feelings to her, he has been trying his best to show his "prey" side in front of Ming Nuan.

However, Ming Nuan was not sure whether this was a disguise or real.

"What are you thinking about?" Mo Shiyan's voice suddenly appeared in my ears.

Ming Nuan did not ignore his little actions like she did before.

Instead, just say: "Thinking about you."

"You're a bit strange."

Mo Shiyan raised his eyebrows, and he hugged her, letting her sit on his lap excitedly, his eyes curved.

"good."

"You're finally getting curious about me."

He is really happy.

He has enough patience for anything or anyone he wants.

"Ming Nuan, it doesn't matter if you don't like me enough now."

He slowly touched Ming Nuan's face with one hand, "As long as you don't like others."

“That way I can get on with my life.”

"Not bad."

……

In order to quickly make his presence felt in front of Mr. Chen.

It took Fang Hong and Ming Shengtian less than three days to clean up the shabby little warehouse.

Coupled with some computers that you can't tell how many times they've been used.

It can barely be considered a studio.

Looking at the warehouse, it finally looks like it has taken shape.

Fang Hong can't wait any longer.

"We can contact those women now." Her face was covered in dust and her hands were covered in thick calluses.

Ming Shengtian was very unhappy.

"We have to make this kind of call in person?"

He slammed the table angrily.

"Can't you arrange a few people to come over for us?"

Fang Hong rolled her eyes, "So this isn't about recruiting people?"

"Send the pretty ones we recruited to Old Chen first, and let's keep the less pretty ones to serve for a while."

"When the salary is paid, I will send it to Mr. Chen."

Fang Hong has already figured it out. This is called making the best use of things.

Just when Fang Hong was about to start calling those girls she had found.

Wave after wave of girls just happened to step into the temporary institution set up by Ming Nuan.

Although it is a temporary place.

But among the buildings owned by Ming Nuan, just pick out a few empty houses and they will become very clean and spacious after a little tidying up.

The first groups reached by the activity were teenagers in welfare homes who were about to become adults or had already become adults but had not yet found a job.

"Wow."

Some people walked in and started to sigh, "This office is so beautiful."

"Look, there's a technical school next door."

Although it is also temporary, the same thing applies: when Ming Nuan takes action, there is nothing that is not presentable.

A group of young people walked around the office area.

I am planning to fill in my preferred major.

Suddenly the cell phone rang.

One of the girls pulled out her cell phone.

A man's arrogant voice came from the other side.

"Is it Wang Jing?"

"Congratulations." There was obvious contempt in the man's tone. "Our company is ready to hire you. You can come to work now."