Zhuang Mo's example

Lin Mo walked up to the crowd and thanked them, and then invited the guests who came from afar to follow him home to rest.

Although the capital was in a state of panic at this time, because the source of the earthquake was some distance away from the center of the capital, and the capital was also the center of China, besides the rescuers, there were also patrolling teams on the streets.

Therefore, despite the chaos, it is orderly.The tycoons looking at the green jeep in front of them, and seeing the driver in green, looked at Lin Mo in an instant.

After getting off the car, he secretly called his own people, must obey the arrangement, and try his best to rescue as many people as possible.However, these, the leader does not know.

He took them to the Bauhinia Garden, sat there for a while, and then asked them if they wanted to go back. Unexpectedly, this group of people who were not afraid of death actually said that it was getting late and they would leave tomorrow.

Solemn hurriedly called for people to set up tents. In special times and special circumstances, these tycoons did not dislike the harsh environment. When they saw Lin She pushing Mr. Lin out, the 45-year-old international bigwigs all looked excited.No wonder there are security guards walking around in the garden, and this is Lin Mo's lair.Immediately, I felt that it was wise to stay.

After exchanging greetings with Lin She and Lin Shu, he was about to say something else when he suddenly heard a child's scream.Turning around, I saw a little doll crawling on top of Lin Mo, yelling while crawling, "Uncle, uncle..."

These people have dealt with Mr. Lin all the year round, they can speak some Chinese, and they are very clear about the people and things around Lin Mo, so they asked, "Is that child Mr. Lin's son?"

He solemnly called everyone to sit down and offered tea, "Yes, my son, your name is Lin Zi."

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help looking at the fourth generation of the Lin family. Lin Yan had already met him, and he was young and mature, but this Lin Zi...

Don't underestimate it, but a pair of small eyes are like glass, which can make Mr. Lin, who can't express his emotions and anger, happy, which makes people think deeply.

Regardless of what they thought, it was supposed to be dark or it was dark. After entertaining everyone to rest, Lin Mo returned to his tent and saw the child rolling all over the ground, so he raised his hand and slapped him.

"Uncle..." Bao'er looked at Lin Mo aggrievedly, her tears did not dare to fall, "I didn't make a mistake."

When Zhuang Zhuang, who was looking for his pajamas, heard this, he turned around with black lines all over his head, "Is the quilt dirty?"

When Bao'er saw the quilt slipped to the ground, covered with mud, "The quilt is naughty."

"Are you still reasonable?" Regarding this son, the leader was really speechless.Rubbing the corners of his eyes, "Zhuangzhuang, see if I have gray hair."

"Okay, go to sleep, you've been tired all day." After Zhuang Zhong lay down, he couldn't help but say, "I don't know if there will be aftershocks at night. Oh, what are you doing, Bao'er?" The child who stepped out couldn't help but sighed.

"I want to sleep between you and uncle." As he spoke, he crossed Zhuang and climbed into Lin Mo's arms.

At this point, Lin Mo ignored him and covered him with a quilt, "You can rest assured to sleep, I'm here."

Too.Zhuang Zhong secretly laughed at himself for being so confused that he even forgot the identity of the Great God Lin Mo.

But people in other parts of the capital are not so solemn and comfortable. Their eyes are so sleepy that they can’t open their eyes, and they still chat with flashlights. Some people are really afraid of another earthquake, so they directly set up a fire in the open air. Fortunately, there is no snow, otherwise, in the middle of winter The twelfth lunar month is enough.

However, in the middle of the night at minus [-] degrees, rescue workers are still fighting on the front line, and some of them have been working continuously for [-] hours.

Even though Lin Mo's business partner brought eight professional rescue teams, another group of people came from the next province and city in the afternoon, but the golden rescue time was only 72 hours.

As a result, leaders large and small in the capital have trouble sleeping and eating, and the most important of them is naturally the leader of Huaxia.

Looking at the document in his hand, the big leader couldn't help but sigh before opening it, "Is the capital city ruined like this as an international metropolis?"

The uncertainty in the tone reveals another kind of firmness.The few people who came to deliver the materials saw that the leaders were depressed but persisted in their work. They thought for a while and said, "The ancient buildings in the city center are intact."

The people at the desk stopped their movements, "Impossible!"

"Actually, it's just that some tiles and glass are broken. I checked it in the afternoon and found no cracks in the wall."

"Did you see clearly?"

"Look clearly, but if you don't believe me, we even took a photo." He pointed to the folder on the table, "It's inside."

When the leader heard this, he hurriedly opened the file and saw stacks of photos that were not much different from those before the disaster. He was shocked, "How could it be?"

"Also, as of 34:[-] p.m., the number of deaths due to the earthquake was only [-]." We can't blame him for using the word "only", because this number is really incredible.

The few leaders who had been afraid to ask the death toll were afraid of hearing bad news, but they were really dumbfounded when they heard it. "Your statistics are true?"

"If I dare to hide someone, you can fire me directly." The person in charge of the relevant department vowed.

"Is there anything else?" Why did he feel that the earthquake was weird everywhere.

I still remember the data records, after Mr. Lin reported to the country the abnormal underground fluctuations in the south, it didn't take long for Huaxia to usher in a blizzard, and the earthquake was two or three months late.

"The backbone of the International Building and the International Trade Building are not cracked, only the glass doors and windows are damaged."

Everyone in the room was taken aback when they heard this. These two buildings are as tall as the headquarters building of the Lin Group. They are the tallest buildings in the capital, and they are also landmarks in the capital. "Where is Lin?"

"In the afternoon, we secretly went to Lin's to detect it. If there are not too many aftershocks, the Lin's building only needs to be renovated." After a pause, "Boss Lin doesn't know about the detection. His side……"

"You don't have to worry about Lin Mo, I'm here, except for these few places?"

"We haven't figured out the exact figures yet."

"perhaps!"

"Among all the high-rise buildings that collapsed, there are five of Lin's, and the others are other construction companies, accounting for a quarter of the total."

"The situation is not too bad." Those five places, if he guessed right, there should be no one in them.

That's right, these five buildings are exactly the five buildings in question, but before they could be demolished, the capital was plunged into a world of ice and snow. "

"Lin's real estate accounts for half of all real estate in the capital. From this point of view, Lin's group is still very good."

"Lin's is good, but I heard that President Lin has withdrawn from the real estate industry." There was a sense of pity in his tone.

Hearing everyone want to laugh, "We all know that the real estate industry is saturated, Mr. Lin couldn't think of it that day." In recent years, the negative population growth has become more and more serious, but there are more and more houses, which are used to raise pigs.

Facing the leader's smile, the speaker was a little embarrassed, "The earthquake killed very few people, and it is said that it is because of the knowledge about the earthquake that Zhuang Zhuang acquired earlier."

"No way?"

"Leader, this is indeed related. In the past, the citizens of today did not think about earthquake prevention at all. Moreover, it was already past eight o'clock when the earthquake occurred, and almost everyone woke up. By the way, there are many high-rise buildings in the capital, but there are not many people living in them. Not many..." At this point, people stopped.

"Okay, I know what you want to say."

Whatever the reason, people survived the earthquake, and he just wanted to be grateful and hope there were no aftershocks.

While everyone was talking about work, two golden lights leaked from the depths of the clouds. As soon as the lights came out, Lin Mo woke up. After counting, it turned out to be lights of merit.

Lin Mo looked at the person in his arms, and smiled. He didn't expect Zhuang Zhong to hold him and ask him to strengthen the tall buildings everywhere, and there would be such a result. What is it called?

Regardless of whether it is because good people have good rewards, all the merits and virtues sent by Daoist were collected by the leader without any hesitation. In the future, they will be directly passed on to Zhuang Zhuang, and Daoist will take care of him. Even if he can't become a saint, there is no one in the prehistoric world. No, no god dared to bully him.

After a frantic day, seeing the new sun, the people in the capital seem to have gotten used to tents.The rescue is still going on, and the ruins still need to be cleaned up. Those who survived the disaster did not allow others to make arrangements. After a simple breakfast, they took the whole family to clean up the streets.

Seeing off the business partners, Lin Mo saw that Lin's employees were in good spirits, so he asked someone to set up a temporary office. If the president's office stopped operating, Lin's industries all over the world would be affected to some extent, but some people didn't want to. President Lin is working hard.

No, just after the temporary office was set up, Lin Mo broke in with Bao'er in his arms before Lin Mo even said there was a meeting.

The executives at Lin's headquarters are very familiar with Zhuang Zhong, and the news about the earthquake he made on the Internet a few days ago is even more remembered in everyone's minds.

, as soon as he saw that his complexion was not good, and he didn't even allow his boss to speak, he began to ask for his health.

But no matter what they asked, Zhuang Zhong stared at Lin Mo with an aggrieved expression on his face. Feeling that the atmosphere was not right, Xiao Baoer didn't dare to make trouble anymore, and obediently nestled in Zhuang Zhong's arms, staring at his uncle.

Seeing the same face, one big and one small, Lin Mo put down the document speechlessly, and stretched out his long arms to embrace him, "Who bullied you?"

"Yes, sir, tell me who bullied you!" All the female secretaries in the president's office stood up all at once, and the male compatriots who looked at each other in the same hatred were stunned for a while.

Lin Mo couldn't help but blinked, and glared at the chaotic crowd, "You all go out."

"We listen to the master." The women's army is not afraid of the president, and their immediate boss is Lin Gen, but yesterday the children of Da Mi Lin's family were frightened, and Lin Gen asked for leave.Why don't the county magistrate take care of it now?

Zhuang Zhong came here to ask Lin Mo for advice. As the saying goes, there are more people than men, and it is impossible to drive away the elites. "At the end, Southern Film and Television Company is bullying people."

"Southern Film and Television?" The leader said that he really didn't know, "It's okay, just buy it later, and play with it as you like."

"Pfft..." As soon as his voice fell, the expressions of everyone in the tent cracked instantly.

"I'll tell you the truth." Zhuang Zhuang was also embarrassed, "The vice president of Southern Film and Television brought a group of actors and singers, saying that they came to condolences to the people who were affected by the disaster..."

"Isn't it great?" Lin Mo interrupted.

"What's so good!" He raised his leg and gave him a kick, "Can't you wait for me to finish!?"

"Okay, you continue." Be good, it really hurts.

It wasn't just President Lin who was in pain, the elites who were lucky enough to hear the sound also felt pain for him, but seeing the indifference of the chief executive's face, a deep admiration suddenly rose in his heart.

While the Detachment of Women waving the flag for solemnity and shouting for might, they thought, looking for a husband or looking for a man who won't fight back and comes up to comfort you like the CEO.

Zhuang Zhong didn't know, so he kicked lightly, making everyone give him a thumbs up, "When I came back just now, they were building a stage, saying it was a condolence performance."

"Is the stage luxurious?"

"No, it's very simple." He said solemnly.

"In this case, you don't care what he does." Lin Mo let go of him and was about to get the documents.

"Lin Mo!"

Little Bao'er shrank in fright, Lin Mo quickly hugged him, "Tell me, tell me, why did they mess with you?"

"They don't even look at what's going on now, they're still in the mood to sing and put on a show!"

"Otherwise, let people throw them all out of the city?"

"That's a good idea!" Zhuang Zhong's eyes lit up, and the onlookers hurriedly dissuaded him, "Sir, although Zhuang's Film Industry occupies the northern half of China's film industry, but the southern half, we can't easily offend it."

"Then what do you say, I don't like them!"

"Pei Yuan and the others are dead?" Lin Mo asked suspiciously.

"The group of people were sleeping by day and night, and they were still asleep when the earthquake happened. They were almost paralyzed by the collapsed wall, so how can they care about other things." He said and looked at Lin Mo, "Otherwise, I wouldn't have looked for you." Jing Cheng In the entertainment industry, he is the only one who is idle.

As soon as he said this, everyone's eyes turned to Lin Mo. The leader held the child in one hand and rubbed his head with the other. He thought for a while, "Performance, in ancient times, was singing..."

"What do you mean, am I a playboy?" Zhuang Zhong, who was in a bad mood, entered again.

Lin Mo never thought that his sensitive factor would flare up at this time, and asked helplessly, "Zhuang Zhuang, can we still find a way to be happy?"

Seeing Bao'er curling her lips imitatively, she blushed solemnly, "Go ahead."

"Don't they want to sing?" Lin Mo rubbed his nose again, "Where are Lin Gan and Lin Kun?"

"Master, we are here." The two hurriedly took two steps forward.

"Go to the bank to exchange 1 yuan in coins, and it only costs a dime."

"Why do you change this? Besides, there is no one in the bank at this time."

"There is someone. I saw it yesterday afternoon when I went to pick him up. Most banks are open normally." Lin Mo said with certainty.

"What are you doing in exchange for money?" Everyone was puzzled.

"What else can you do? Take money and smash them to death." Lin Mo looked at Zhuang Zhong after finishing speaking, "Is there a way?"

Hao Zhuang didn't know what to say, looked at the stupid elites, "Your president is so stupid, did you make it?"

"No!" They all said in unison.

Lin Mo said modestly: "Their brain capacity is limited, it's normal not to know."

"Therefore, there is only a thin line between a genius and a devil." Being too close, it's normal for Lin Mo to be a freak.

The leader wanted to ask Zhuang Zhong if his Mandarin was taught by his physical education teacher. "Who made you really messed up. Remember the buskers who often walk around under the overpass, next to the bus station, what do you usually do when you meet them?"

"If it's not a liar, and it's really playing and singing somewhere, I will definitely give him money. Even if I'm poor, I won't give a penny."

"Me too!"

"Me too……"

Lin Mo watched the crowd scrambling to express that he was not cold-hearted, so he said, "Later, each of you will take a hundred dimes and go to the show, and treat it as a relaxation before work."

"Uh?"

"what?"

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Everyone looked at Lin Mo's smug face, and really wanted to ask Zhuang Zhong whether the CEO has always been so disgraceful.

"Mo, isn't this bad?" Zhuang Xiaobao asked in a difficult way.

Lin Mo looked at the elites in front of him, "It's really not good!" As he spoke, he looked at Zhuang Zhong unconsciously, and the camera flashed in his mind, "By the way, they do this when others are bereaved, and I hate their You're not the only one."

"Murder with a borrowed knife, my favorite!" Someone said, and everyone was excited, "President, leave this matter to us, and we will definitely do it beautifully for you!"

"Yes, smash them to death with money!" The Detachment of Women stood up straight, "President, let's go to Assistant Lin and let him take the coins!"

"Go, remember to come back to work in the afternoon." Lin Mo held down the solemnity of wanting to follow, and sent everyone out with a smile.

In this way, there is no need to go to work in the morning.The crowd reacted and cheered again.

Zhuang Ren, who was scolding the only southern film and television company that could compete with Zhuang's for being incompetent, was almost deafened by the cheers from the next door.

After understanding the whole process of the matter, he hurriedly said: "Our Zhuang family is the one who is most concerned about the performance. How can I let you come forward." Before everyone said that they were very willing to interfere, they said to Lin Mo, "Qian I took it away, and I will find it myself."

"Brother, who can you find?" Solemnly asked worriedly.

"Don't worry about that." Patting his chest, he said, "Chen Feng's fans alone are enough."

"Can they listen to you?"

"Chen Feng's wife has just been dug out from the ruins and is currently in the hospital. Tell me, will those movie fans listen to me?"

"Brother, you can't mess around." If those actors and singers became angry and used small tricks secretly, wouldn't they implicate innocent people.

"Don't worry about my work." Zhuang Ren asked them to stop, "The movie fans must be clearing up the ruins at this time. It is said that the water is very tight, and they probably don't want to wash their faces with water when they get dirty." Nose and eyes are not separated, it's them Parents are here, and they probably won't recognize them.Besides, he's not an idiot, so how could he not find fans of Xin Xun's group.

"It's best like this." Staring at Zhuang Ren's retreating back, Zhuang Zhong felt a little uneasy.

Seeing him like this, Lin Mo looked at the employees who looked like earthworms, "Do you want to take a look?"

"Think!" The Chinese people like to be lively, no matter men, women, old or young, they all have a heart of gossip. It is rare to see the fun of big stars. If the opportunity to gloat is lost, it will never happen again in this life. "President, do you want to go now?"

"Go, why don't you go." Lin Mo nodded firmly, seeing his eldest nephew pretending to be serious with curiosity on his face, and he didn't know how Cao Li taught the child, "Lin Yan, I will do my homework when I come back. You go play."

"Thank you, Uncle!" The boy happily jumped to his side, "I'll take care of my brother."

Someone offered to invite Ying, and Lin Mo happily handed Bao'er, who ate like a little white pig, to him, and let them roll around in the car.

"Mo, when the time comes, how will those actors step down?" Thinking about what was about to happen, Zhuang Zhong felt that he had made a fuss out of a molehill.

If he hadn't been looking for Lin Mo with a glassy heart, this would not have happened.

"Don't worry about it, none of them are underage, and they can still sing when their compatriots are suffering, which shows their courage."

The point is, before this, regardless of the blizzards in the early years or the floods in the past few years, stars in the entertainment industry went to the disaster area to condolences, sing or perform other things, probably never encountered such a situation.

is not that right.A singer who was greeting the victims asked, "Shall I sing a song for you?"

According to the routine, the victims would definitely applaud happily, but today the victims did applaud, but suddenly there were a few discordant voices, "Are you here to visit us?"

"Yes." The singer said with a sad face, "I almost stopped breathing the moment I heard about the disaster in the capital."

"May I ask where are the supplies you brought?"

"I have already donated money." Then he said which foundation, "They will exchange the money for supplies, and they will be shipped soon."

It is very touching to put these words in the past, the second day after the disaster happened.However, I am most afraid of comparison. It is said that Zhuang Zhong, who suffers from congenital heart disease, took his own bodyguards and servants to go wherever he needed; it is said that the first batch of supplies sent to them yesterday was donated by Mrs. Lin .

Seeing that the people who were speaking were silent, the singer asked the current tuner to play the accompaniment tape, but when he was about to start singing, the discordant voice sounded again.

"We watch a lot of fundraising parties on TV, why don't you go there and sing?"

This question is really difficult to answer, as soon as the fundraising party goes, they have to pay for it. Even if they become the king of singers, their net worth is limited.Now that disasters continue today, as a public figure, someone is watching all the time, if you don't pay for it once and offend the organizer, then wait to be hacked into Xiangxiang.

"There are so many caring people in this world, and the grassroots can still raise loving funds." The singer's self-consciously perfect answer made people frown.

"Mo, is he stupid? He won't put it another way, he just said he was worried about the people affected by the disaster, so he came here in person, it's fine."

"It's not stupid, it's just that he shouldn't be singing here." Lin Mo heard the melodious voice from a distance, and seeing Zhuang Ren hesitated, "How is this singer's artistic virtue?"

When Lin Kun heard this, he hurriedly said: "It is said that he is a very quiet singer. The people brought by the South this time are not famous. You know the reason." There was an aftershock in the capital. Stopped.

"Then go and tell Zhuang Ren, save the coins for those who deserve them. It's not easy to make money, so don't waste it on me."

The author has something to say: the manuscript box is empty~~~~(>_<)~~~~[-] per night is terrible~~~~(>_<)~~~~