delicious life

Ci still can't let go of the big stone in his heart.

Both hands gently put on the cold right hand of the father's IV drip, the skinny knuckles were shriveled and weak, and the joints were placed on the white sheet, looking pale and weak.

Feeling bitter in his heart, Mo Ci bypassed the needle, grabbed his father's cold hand, and closed his eyes.

"Don't worry too much, Ah Ci." Mo Yan interrupted Mo Ci's inner self-analysis.

"Prepare a warm water bag for Dad." Mo Ci shook his head, stood up, and called the nurse on duty.

He bought a warm water bag for his father, and Mo Ci helped pull the quilt. When he walked out the door, he remembered that Mrs. Da had said that he would persuade his elder brother to eat.

"Brother, are you going home?" Mo Ci asked hesitantly.

"No, I have to guard here at night, father's safety is very problematic..." Mo Yan frowned.

"Sister-in-law Da said that she would persuade you to eat more food. Later, sister-in-law Da will bring you some food. Brother must eat it. Your health needs to be guaranteed." Mo Ci said resolutely.

"Hmm..." Mo Yan turned around slowly, took a chair and sat on the small square table specially prepared by the hospital, piles of documents were piled up on it, Mo Yan sighed, looked away, and was about to leave, looking for the person who had been waiting outside for a long time Duan Feng.

Halfway through the corridor, a gentle and pleasant woman walked towards her, with a somewhat familiar appearance. Seeing Mo Ci look up at her, the woman's cheeks blushed.

"Sister-in-law?!" Mo Ci suddenly remembered the docile woman next to his elder brother, and subconsciously called out.

"Are you..." The woman was startled, she raised her head, her timid eyes showed a puzzled expression, "Are you?"

"You are not the sister-in-law next to elder brother, I am Mo Yan's younger brother." Mo Ci explained.

"Don't bark," the woman's voice was soft, her petite body shrank, she even covered her ears, her cheeks were flushed, "We're not married yet, don't call me sister-in-law."

Seeing her flushed cheeks, Mo Ci touched her nose and smiled awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I won't call you sister-in-law anymore, do you want to deliver food to elder brother now?" Mo Ci's eyes fell on the lunch box in her hand .

"Yes, yes." The woman nodded confusedly, suddenly remembered something, her eyes widened, and she stretched out a hand towards Mo Ci.

"I forgot to say hello to you, hello, Mo Yan's younger brother Mo Ci, I'm Li Ke."

The crescent-shaped eyes made her look innocent, and Mo Ci smiled and shook hands with her to say goodbye.

Mo Ci walked back to his original position, and the man who was sitting on the bench silently waiting for him leaned back on the bench. Hearing the sound of Mo Ci's footsteps, the man opened his closed eyes. mood.

"You're back."

The man nodded at Mo Ci, and put the coat that Mo Ci took off on him and put it on Mo Ci's shoulders again, "It's raining outside."

The slightly hoarse voice was a bit weird, Mo Ci raised his head in doubt, and his eyes fell into the man's dark and gentle eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" Mo Ci asked worriedly.

"It's nothing." The man let out a few muffled laughs, because the two of them were very close, Mo Ci easily noticed Duan Feng's strangeness.

"You lied to me." Mo Ci grabbed the opponent's arm and said forcefully, looking into Duan Feng's eyes with clear eyes.

"There is good news and bad news." Duan Feng paused, and Ren Moci grabbed his arm.

"Say it!" Mo Ci raised his eyebrows, still serious.

"The good news is that I was transferred back to country C just now, and my future work will be carried out in country C. I can stand with you now."

"What about the bad news?" Mo Ci relaxed.

"The bad news is that I left the company in country F without permission, and was fired, and all my salary was deducted for a month, so you have to support me." At the end, Duan Feng had a smile in his eyes, and the corner of his mouth Gently rise.

"Stuffy canned food!" Mo Ci suddenly rang out the title from a long time ago, and said it loudly, venting his dissatisfaction at being teased by Duan Feng.

"En." Duan Feng, who was a head taller than Mo Ci, replied indifferently, and flicked Mo Ci's smooth forehead with his slender fingers.

"Canned food!" Mo Ci stomped his feet dispiritedly, but he didn't know that he had fallen into the trap designed by Duan Feng.

Mo resigned from the melancholy all over, and became much more lively.

At this time, the unconscious intimacy made Duan Feng, who set the trap, feel much happier, and quietly stretched out his arm. Duan Feng took Mo Ci's clenched hand, smoothed the fist, and held it firmly in the palm of his hand.

"I'm hungry, let's go eat, I don't have a salary now, you want to treat me to dinner."

Faced with Duan Feng's sudden change of personality, Mo Ci was firmly grasped by the palm of his hand, unable to adapt for a while.

84、chapter13

After tidying up his suit and putting on a bow tie, he headed to the bathroom to clean off his almost non-existent stubble.

After washing up, Mo Ci quickly combed his hair, and took a last look at his appearance in the mirror.

Meticulous, the backcombed hair was fixed together with pomade, revealing a smooth forehead, and Mo Ci, who was dressed in a professional attire, looked a lot more mature.

After eating the breakfast specially prepared by Mrs. Da, he raised his arm and glanced at the famous watch on his wrist. Mo Ci changed out the slippers, put on black leather shoes, picked up the key and walked to the garage.

The black business car was low-key and steady. It slowly drove out of the garage, turned around, drove out the gate, and entered the asphalt road.

The car drove at a constant speed, skillfully found the parking lot in front of the towering building, and drove into the special parking lot.

After getting off the car and walking to the hotel lobby, 25 minutes had passed.

No more, no less, just in time to enter the office.

Fifteen minutes later, the assistant's position on the left side of the office is still empty.

Sitting on the chair, Mo Ci frowned.

At this moment, there was a soft knock on the office door.

"Come in." Mo Ci said.

The door was pushed open, and the assistant walked in with the documents.

"General Manager, I'm sorry, I'm late." The assistant with a short crew cut pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose, put a stack of documents in his arms on Mo Ci's desk, and then bowed down respectfully.

"What's the matter?" Looking at the panting assistant, Mo Ci asked softly while drinking the black tea brought by his secretary.

"I was temporarily delayed on the road. This is the information that Mr. Mo asked me to give you. Please read it." The assistant stepped aside and touched the sweat on his forehead.

"Understood, you go and rest for a while, I will call you over if there is something I don't understand." Mo Ci nodded, picked up the document, and put the black tea aside.

Squeezing a cold sweat for himself, the panting assistant hurriedly retreated.

The eldest son of the Mo family is tactful, skilled, and has natural leadership skills, but his temperament is extremely cold and he is extremely strict with his subordinates.Every time the expressionless face makes the subordinates who come to report work tremble with fear.

Received the appointment of the eldest son of the Mo family who was temporarily serving as the president of the company. He became a special assistant to help the second son of the Mo family understand the work. He thought that the rumored second son of the Mo family had a domineering personality and was difficult to get along with. The personality is different from the young and the cold, and the rumored domineering has never been seen.

Although Er Shao didn't know anything about company management and didn't know where to start teaching him, but in the past month, Er Shao had a serious attitude and was able to ask for advice with an open mind, which relieved him who was nervous.

After all, compared to the iceberg-like young master, Er Shao who can smile and nod is much warmer.

I overslept today, plus there was a traffic jam on the road, and when I arrived at the office, I was late for 10 minutes. If I was with the young master, the bonus would be deducted for such a mistake, but the young master didn't feel sorry for his lateness. Getting angry is much more humane.

The assistant who resolved the crisis sat on the seat, sighed, and dealt with the documents at hand more seriously.

"Assistant Zhang, come here, there is something I don't quite understand."

Mo Ci stopped the pen with the horizontal line in his hand, and asked Assistant Zhang not far away for help.

"Okay." Hearing the sound and nodding, Assistant Zhang quickly put down the documents in his hands and moved to Mo Ci's desk.

"This place is talking about the motivation of not buying the product that is not selling well. Simply put, it means that consumers have reasons not to buy the product, so they don't buy it. To promote the sale of the product, it is necessary to improve the product and eliminate the motivation of consumers not to buy. ..."

Assistant Zhang explained in detail along the place where the tip of his nose paused. Mo Ci's expression changed from bewilderment to gradual understanding. With a slight nod, Mo Ci turned the document to the next page.

"General Manager, it's time for inspection." Two hours later, Assistant Zhang stood up from his chair, walked in front of Mo Ci, and reminded him softly.

"Understood." Mo Ci put down the signature pen, rubbed his sore eyes, stood up, grabbed his coat from the chair, and slowly put it on, smoothing out the wrinkles on the clothes.

Assistant Zhang went to the front. Every day at [-] o'clock at noon, it was the hotel's stipulated time for the management staff to make inspections.

The leather shoes stepped on the clean floor, and the waiters of Manletsen bent down when they saw Mo Ci who started to patrol.

"General manager."

"General manager."

"General manager."

"En." Mo Ci waved his arms and walked down the stairs. Assistant Zhang reminded Mo Ci of the things to pay attention to.

"There are a lot of customers for lunch today, and we don't have enough waiters at the front desk." The lobby manager reported to Mo Ci, who was in a black suit.

"Transfer the manpower from the backstage and arrange it to the front desk. There will not be so many service personnel in the backstage."

Mo Ci skillfully gave orders.

In fact, this problem does not need to be dealt with by Mo Ci, who is temporarily serving as the general manager, but Mo Ci's elder brother, Mo Yan, once told the hotel's subordinates that everything should be handled by Mo Ci. By the way, exercise the ability to handle work.

Assistant Zhang nodded, Mo Ci saw the lobby manager respectfully