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"What are you doing here?" Mo He walked to the chair and sat down, drank some water, and asked Mo Wentao.

The relationship between Mo He and Mo Wentao is always disgusting. The two people's circle of friends rarely intersects, and there is basically no intersection in life. This dude brother came to him so suddenly, it must not be Something good will happen.

Sure enough, Mo Wentao leaned back on the sofa, put his feet directly on the coffee table, and said lazily: "Ahe, my mother asked you to arrange a position for me in the company."

Frowning and looking at the coffee table covered in shoe dust, Mo He put the water glass back on the table, and just about to speak, Mo Yancheng's voice sounded first: "Ahe, can you call me! Put your stinky feet down! "

"Fuck you!" Mo Wentao yelled loudly, not to be outdone.

Mo Yancheng grinned, showing his white teeth, and while twisting his neck, he snapped his fingers and said, "Are you sure?"

Mo Wentao didn't know what he thought of, his expression changed instantly, he put his feet down, gritted his teeth angrily, turned his face away and didn't speak.

"Aunt Nan asked me to assign you a position in the company?" Mo He said casually as he tapped the table with his right index finger unconsciously.

"Tsk," Mo Wentao smacked his tongue impatiently, and pulled his hair twice irritably, "Otherwise you just tell her that there is no shortage of people, okay, I'm so annoying, I want my young master to come here to work to gain experience, 呿!"

Mo He originally planned to reply Nan Mei in this way, but seeing Mo Wentao like this, he didn't want him to get his wish. He pondered for a moment and said, "The company has always been short of people, and the security guard in the lobby on the first floor just happened to be missing one. Carrying a small iron rod around in circles, it's very simple, report to the personnel department later."

"Mo He, you!" Mo Wentao jumped up suddenly, slapped Mo He's desk hard, and glared at him fiercely, "You fucking asked me to be a security guard?"

"What? Do you think it would be too tiring for the security guards to stand for a whole day?" Mo He propped his forehead with his right hand, showing a helpless expression, and looked back at him, "Then...the cleaning on the third floor is also a little short, just on my How about allowing you to be a little lazy under your nose?"

"You! Don't bully people too much!" Mo Wentao was so angry that he gritted his back molars.

"Oh, Master Mo, you can learn more from the grassroots, don't you?" Mo He shrugged.

Mo Wentao snorted heavily, then he pointed at Mo Yancheng with his backhand, and said angrily: "Then why is he the assistant to the general manager?"

"He," Mo He turned to look at Mo Yancheng, who was laughing so hard on the sofa, and raised his eyebrows at him, "That makes sense, Mo Yancheng, tell me the reason for your specialization, see Can you convince us, otherwise, it would be better for you to go to the grassroots with this person."

Mo Yancheng's smile froze in an instant, he paused, stood up, walked to Mo He's side, smiled at him, then looked at Mo Wentao, raised his index fingers to point on both sides of his cheeks, tilted Head, said frankly: "It's because I'm more handsome than you!"

Mo Wentao was shocked by Mo Yancheng's shamelessness, he looked at Mo He in a daze, then at Mo Yancheng, slapped the table heavily, and suddenly realized: "I know! You have the same feelings as him They all came through the back door! You two are really shameless, I'm so disgusted!"

"Keep your mouth clean!" Mo He glared at him fiercely, "He did come in through the back door, but it's not as dirty as you think, Mr. Mo arranged to come in, and, in a sense, you don't Did you also go through the back door?"

"I..." Mo Wentao was so choked that he couldn't speak.

"Mo Yancheng can stay here because of his ability, how about you? You spent so much money reading the book, are you sure you still have some material in your stomach?"

"I...why am I incapable?" Mo Wentao stiffened his neck and retorted forcefully.

"Oh? Really?" Mo He chuckled, opened the drawer, took out a document, and put it in front of the two of them, "The company wants to invest in a hot spring hotel in country J, I want you two to go and see it tomorrow. Look, do the preliminary work well, and I will go there in person in a week. Here, it’s time to test your abilities, fair and open.”

"Hot spring hotel?" Mo Wentao looked very interested, picked up the file and looked through it, "It looks good, I'll fly there tomorrow."

Seeing that Mo Wentao was about to leave with the document, Mo Yancheng took the document back from his hand and said, "Make a copy."

After Mo Wentao left, Mo He said to Mo Yancheng: "You should go back today too."

As he said that, he didn't look at Mo Yancheng. After he finished reviewing the important documents, he looked up and saw that Mo Yancheng was still standing on the edge of the sofa and staring at himself. He sighed and said, "What's the matter?" Don't understand?"

"There is nothing I don't understand about this document, but I want to know, are you deliberately trying to dismiss me, even if it's just for a week?" Mo Yancheng walked up to Mo He with his hands in his pockets, and leaned over to him face, said.

Mo He moved the chair back uncomfortably, but the next moment the chair was firmly held down by Mo Yancheng, he slightly rolled his eyes, and replied calmly: "You think too much, it's just business."

"Business?" Mo Yancheng repeated, leaned into Mo He's ear, and said softly, "Then I will definitely satisfy you."

During the week when Mo Yancheng was not hanging around under his nose, Mo He really felt refreshed both physically and mentally. However, he also felt inexplicably strange. He always felt that something was missing. It was really strange, since it had been such a long time. It's only been a few days this time, but this strange feeling is even more obvious.

Alas, Mo Yancheng is really a cancer in his heart...

Flying to country J, Mo Yancheng was the one who came to pick up the plane. You don't need to think about it. That guy Mo Wentao must have gone somewhere to fool around. As far as his virtue that is so muddy can't support the wall, Mo He didn't even expect him to be able to make it happen. The investigation of the surrounding situation was clear. From the very beginning, Mo He wanted to find the best reason to dispel Nan Mei's idea of ​​putting him under his command.

Mo Wentao's failure to live up to expectations was the most suitable reason, and Nan Mei would not be able to say much, so that Mo He could rest easy.

In any case, Mo Yancheng already overwhelmed him, and if Mo Wentao was added, he would really want to leave at any time.

"Where did Mo Wentao go?" Sitting down in the hotel room, Mo He said, "Call him to come back, there is not even a shadow in broad daylight, I want to hear about the results of the two of you this week. "

"In such a hurry? You just got off the plane, why don't you take a rest first?" Mo Yancheng asked after helping him put his luggage away.

"I never like to procrastinate when I do things." Mo He took off his suit, handed it to Mo Yancheng, and motioned him to hang it on the hanger.

After hanging up his clothes, Mo Yancheng sat next to Mo He, stretched out his hand, and pushed him down on the bed, and said without hesitation: "Don't worry about it for a while, that kid Mo Wentao sings every night, this is absolutely It's impossible to contact him if you're still lying on a woman's bed. You might as well go to sleep first, and then talk about it when you wake up. "

"Singing every night?" Mo He frowned, staring into Mo Yancheng's eyes, "Didn't you sing along?"

Mo Yancheng raised the corners of his lips, and his brows and eyes were full of jokes: "What do you think?"

"Hehe, that's not certain. The two sons of the Mo family are lonely at night, and it's not surprising that they spend the night together with beauties." Mo He said with a half-smile.

This cynical question made Mo Yancheng happy in his heart. He leaned close to Mo He's face, rubbing the tip of his nose lightly, and his breath hit Mo He's lips with a warm and moist feeling: "Ahe, I already have you!" , how can you be hard on other women?"

"Other women can't, does that mean other men can?" Mo He raised his right hand against Mo Yancheng's chest, pushing him away with all his strength.

As soon as he pushed away, Mo Yancheng pressed up again, this time he was close to his body, and even rubbed against his body, before he said in a low voice: "Ahe, does this mean that I have been guarding myself like a jade all along?" ?”

He clearly felt something pressing against his thigh, and Mo He's mood from teasing to pampering dissipated instantly. He took a deep breath, turned his face away, closed his eyes, and said, "Get up, I'm tired, go to sleep."

Mo Yancheng didn't speak or move. After a while, he climbed off Mo He's body lightly. Mo He heaved a sigh of relief and turned his back. Just as he was about to take a nap, Mo Yancheng stuck up again, and took a hand from Mo He. He squeezed over under his neck, wrapped his other hand around his waist, and locked Mo He tightly in his arms together with strength.

Mo He struggled, but failed to break free from the chain-like confinement. A burst of drowsiness and exhaustion swept over him, and he was too lazy to compete with Mo Yancheng. He closed his eyes again, sinking in the familiar smell and the long-lost embrace. go to sleep.

When I opened my eyes, the sky outside the window was already getting hazy, and night fell.

Mo He patted Mo Yancheng's face with his backhand, and his voice was a little lazy when he just woke up: "Yancheng, get up and call Mo Wentao."

Mo Yancheng moved, replied "Mmm" with a strong nasal voice, then let go of Mo He and got out of bed.

After hearing the proposals of Mo Yancheng and Mo Wentao, Mo He pinched the bridge of his nose, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Why is the gap between people so big?

"I plan to adopt Mo Yancheng's plan." Mo He threw the two documents on the coffee table and said bluntly.

"Why? You just listened to us, and didn't even take a look at the investigation results and implementation plan. Why did you deny me like that?" Mo Wentao's dissatisfaction was expected.

Mo Yancheng ignored him, turned around and poured a glass of water to Mo He.

Putting his right leg on his left, Mo He took the cup from Mo Yancheng, took a sip of water, and said, "What you said is enough to explain a lot of things. I believe you can hear it. Mo Yancheng can say it casually." The scenic spots, shop names, and even street names around the location show that he has done careful field research, but you don’t even know if there is a hotel nearby, which means you just went for a walk. It’s just a gap in this one , is enough to negate all your subsequent plans."

"I just can't remember those points, and the document I gave you also involved these points." Mo Wentao argued vigorously.

"Then let me ask you, do you know what is the biggest feature of that place?" Mo He asked.

Mo Wentao was stunned, and it took him a long time to say in a daze, "Gu Pu..."

"It seems that you won't gain anything from wandering around." Mo He smiled, "On a quaint street, you want to build a modern luxury hot spring hotel, do you think it's appropriate?"

"Yo ho, the new and new human beings are unique!" Mo Yancheng seized the opportunity and was about to lose.

Mo Wentao gave a resentful "tsk", turned and walked out of the room, slamming the door hard.

Mo He took Mo Yancheng's plan, flipped through it briefly, and patted his face: "Go back and modify it until you are satisfied, then give it to me."

In the evening, Mo He had just finished handling the company's affairs, turned off the lights and was about to go to sleep, when the phone rang suddenly, took the phone and looked at the contact person, Mo He was a little puzzled, and answered the phone: "Hello, what's the matter?"

There was a burst of panting from the other end of the phone, followed by intermittent and suppressed words: "Ah...he...I don't seem to be...well..."

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