Kick the kid and run away! The president of the empire begged her to remarry with red eyes

"Mr. Palace, you've been waiting for a long time. I'm the person in charge of this event. Hello." Monet greeted Miyazawa because of his lateness.

"It's okay, I can understand it. Isn't Mr. Wen of your company the person in charge of this event? What?" Gong Zeming asked with some confusion.

Before this, I had been discussing the cooperation plan for this event with Mr. Wen of "WIN" weekly. Why did the person in charge of "WIN" weekly change at the important moment today?

"That's right, this project has been followed up personally by Mr. Wen, but just yesterday, Mr. Wen was hospitalized due to a sudden cerebral infarction, so our company held an emergency internal meeting, and after discussion, I took over." Mo Mo Nai explained calmly.

When he mentioned that Mr. Wen was hospitalized due to illness, he didn't show any emotion at all. Gong Zeming looked at the man in front of him who suddenly jumped out to take charge of the family, feeling somewhat defensive.

After all, "WIN" weekly was brought up by Mr. Wen single-handedly. Now that the paper media industry is in such a slump, the sales of "WIN" weekly can continue to increase instead of decreasing. How much energy has been spent and how much self has been sacrificed? Private time.

But even though Gong Zeming felt confused, he couldn't say anything more. After all, no matter how confused he was, he was not one of their internal staff. He really had no way to interfere in other people's family affairs.

"That's right. Then I'll take some time in the next two days to express my condolences to Mr. Wen. Let's start today's meeting first." Gong Zeming replied.

At this moment, Gong Zeming is the president of Mingte Company. He cannot affect this cooperation because of personal emotional issues. Now that "WIN" weekly has sent out people to take over, the top priority now is to negotiate the final links.

"So before we launch this competition next week, our "WN" weekly will be fully responsible for the publicity work. In addition to the traditional publicity methods of print media, we have also launched online..."

Looking at the person in front of him who was explaining the promotion method of this project, Mu Shiwen couldn't believe it. He felt that he must have been blinded. How could he appear here?

This man who abandoned her ruthlessly and senselessly, if he hadn't abandoned her five years ago, how could she have gone to a bar to relieve her depression, how could she have met Gong Zeming and given birth to her children.

If he hadn't abandoned her, how could she have lost confidence in feelings, and how could she no longer believe in feelings. And how should I sort out the harm I've suffered over the years?

"The above is the publicity plan our "WN" weekly has made to cooperate with this competition." About an hour later, Monet ended his speech.

Gong Zeming looked at the man in front of him who had just finished his explanation and somewhat agreed.

Mong Zeming had already heard about Monet. He joined WIN magazine five years ago and came from a poor family. Relying on his own ability, today, five years later, he has reached the second place in the "WIN" weekly magazine. His strength cannot be underestimated.

Especially after he finished talking about his publicity plan today, Gong Zeming firmly believed that this man would do great things in the future and his ambitions would be huge.

"Your plan is perfect. I hope we can have a happy cooperation this time." After Miyazawa finished speaking, he stood up and stretched out his right hand, shaking hands with Monet politely.

Monet did not refuse, stood up and greeted Gong Zeming's kind deed with a smile. After some pleasantries, the two ended today's meeting.

Before leaving, Monet said to Miyazawa: "Cartoons are my former profession, and I will do my best to do well in this competition."

Gong Zeming looked at the young man's retreating figure and smiled, as if he saw himself five years ago.

The only difference is that for Miyazawa, comics are a vehicle for him to express his longing for his mother. After all, comics were my mother's favorite thing during her lifetime.

Gong Zeming will never forget that his mother once smashed his easel in front of him. When he asked her why, his mother just told him helplessly: "Because this is the Gong family."

After Gong Zeming handed over the weekly partners, he turned to look at Mu Shiwen and found that the woman was in a daze, so he reached out and hit her on the head.

"Ah." Mu Shiwen was hurt by Gong Zeming's blow and cried out unconsciously.

Gong Zeming looked at the assistant who was awakened by him and said, "What are you thinking about? How many meetings have you heard? This time I chose to cooperate with "WIN" weekly because of their publicity model and influence."

Miyazawa Ming looked at the somewhat unclear "new" assistants in front of him and continued: "With their support, this competition is likely to attract a large number of rising stars in the comic industry to join, so for our company It will be very beneficial to future development.”

While Gong Zeming was talking to Mu Shiwen, he got up and walked towards his office, but halfway through he found that Mu Shiwen had not followed him. When he turned back, he saw that Mu Shiwen was still in a daze.

"What are you doing?" Gong Zeming was a little angry. What happened to this woman? He wanted her to learn more, why didn't she appreciate it?

"Mr. Gong, I have something to do. Please take a leave and leave first." Mu Shiwen said this to Gong Zeming without raising his head and disappeared from Gong Zeming's sight.

Gong Zeming and a handful of opened documents were left in a mess in the conference room.

What's wrong with this woman? Is she too excited because the meeting went so smoothly? Gong Zeming was really confused by this woman's behavior.

It wasn't until Mu Shiwen returned home that she realized that she had left the company. She walked to the bathroom, washed her face, looked at herself in the mirror, and her thoughts went back to five years ago.

"Why do you want to break up?" Mu Shiwen looked at the man in front of him who had been in love with him for four years and asked in disbelief.

"Because I think we are not suitable, and I have someone I like." Monet looked at Mu Shiwen with no guilt at all. At this moment, he just wanted to end his relationship with Mu Shiwen as soon as possible.

"Who is it?" Mu Shiwen almost exhausted all his strength to restrain the anger in his heart and asked in a calm tone.

"Her name is Li Li." Monet explained patiently. Seeing that Mu Shiwen didn't speak again, he continued.

"I know that we have always been happy together. There is no quarrel or passion. It is a kind of plain happiness. But don't you think you will get tired of living like this for too long?" Monet's mood was obvious at this moment. Some excitement.

"Tired?" Mu Shiwen was a little surprised. Over the years, the man in front of him always brought hope to his ordinary life. Whenever he was lonely and helpless, he could always appear in time for him. Be around to help you get out of the haze.

Just because both of them have the same experience, just because they are both homeless. Mu Shiwen always felt that Monet was the one who needed love more. He had also gotten along with his parents, but Monet had been an orphan since he was a child.

But after getting together with Monet, Monet took more care of himself. Whenever he asked Monet if he was tired, he always touched his head and said: "Fool, you are my hope for living." ,Nice to have you."

But just like this, on the eve of his graduation, he came to Mu Shiwen without any warning and broke up with the woman he once loved so much.

Mu Shiwen's view of feelings completely collapsed at that moment. She could not believe that the person who had sworn to protect her for the rest of her life would actually say such decisive words to her.

"Unsuitable? Haha, so inappropriate." Mu Shiwen looked at the busy traffic outside the window. The hatred he had for Monet in the past, which was finally buried deep in his heart, quietly appeared in his heart again with the reappearance of Monet. took root in my heart.