Chapter 220: Mo Jingshen Turned the Phone Off Again and Glanced at the Photos on the Screen

Haicheng, Mo's Group.

The office door opened, and Mo Jingshen heard the movement from his mobile phone as soon as he walked out.

"Mr. Mo, the partners in Hong Kong have been secretly making a lot of small moves recently. As expected, they want to use the cooperation with the Mo Group to name the name, and then use this to quietly conduct business with other investors... …”

Shen Mu walked out of the assistant's room, walking quickly, walking to him and reporting in a low voice.

Mo Jingshen only glanced at him, picked up the phone at the same time, and caught a glimpse of the message from Feng Ling displayed on the phone.

The man's slender fingers slid away on the screen, and a photo popped up in an instant.

Then, Shen Mu saw that Mo Jingshen suddenly stopped in front of the office door. He didn't know what he saw on his mobile phone. Shen Mu was about to step forward to take a curious look, but before he could see clearly, Mo Jingshen's mobile phone screen had already disappeared. Go dark.

"What did you just say?" Mo Jingshen opened his mouth, his voice was neither cold nor warm, and he couldn't hear any emotion.

Recently, President Mo was not only very busy, he was traveling around the world on business, and his indifferent temperament was more incomprehensible than before. Even Shen Mu, who usually walked very close, had to be more careful when he spoke.

"I just said that the partners in Hong Kong rely on the cooperation negotiated with the Mo Group, and now they are using this investment to win over all parties, all in the name of our company. This partner is not very satisfied, and has long expected that they will be very unprofessional in private, should we take this opportunity to intercept those investments in Hong Kong, so as not to cause a bad reputation to the Mo Group."

Mo Jingshen's face was as pale as water, and his eyes were cold and dark: "Send the vice president to Hong Kong, and you will go with you."

"You've been paying attention to this matter, aren't you going in person now?" Shen Mu was surprised. He thought that President Mo hadn't stayed in Haicheng very much recently, and this time the matter in Hong Kong would pass directly.

Mo Jingshen turned the phone on again, glanced at the photos on the screen, and turned off the screen again in an instant.

"Book me the earliest flight to T city."

The man dipped his ink-like eyes and looked at the window outside the conference room door. The direction outside the window was facing, thousands of miles away, was where T City was.

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In the T city apartment, Feng Ling took a can of drinks from the refrigerator and handed it to Ji Nuan: "You don't want to drink wine, come, have some drinks."

Ji Nuan changed from squatting to sitting by the window with her knees in her arms. Seeing the drink Feng Ling brought over, she smiled lightly, took it, opened it, and took a sip.

Ji Nuan lightly squeezed the drink can in his hand, and said in a low and clear voice, "At first I thought you were a difficult person to get in touch with, but now I find that a hardwood like you has an unknown heart-warming side. , I feel that you are actually very good at taking care of people, but why do you always look like you are rejecting people thousands of miles away?"

Feng Ling also took a can of drink in his hand and sat down beside Ji Nuan. After taking a sip, he squinted his lips and smiled: "Mrs. Mo just said she wanted to hear a story, did she want to hear my story?"

"If you want to say something, of course I'm willing to listen. It's a good thing to help me divert my attention, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to fall asleep tonight." Ji Nuan leaned her back against the window, with a smile on her face. He smiled, but his eyes were obviously a little depressed.

Feng Ling didn't say a word for a moment, but after a while, she said in a low tone, "I'm an orphan."

Ji Nuan didn't answer.

"No one took care of me when I was very young. In those years, the United States would not manage a homeless child like me who didn't know my nationality or identity. Later, I met a kind-hearted couple. Send me to a very good orphanage in Los Angeles." Feng Ling's voice was low, as if it was the first time he was chatting with someone about his own affairs, and he was a little hesitant when analyzing his past, speaking slowly: "The welfare institution is still Yes, but my personality is not very gregarious, and I don't like to be with children who cry all day long or sell themselves to be petted for an extra piece of meat. So when I was thirteen, I sneaked out,

She sneaked into XI's training base by disguising herself as a man, and at that time, she also accidentally saved a manager of their base, so she was able to sneak in. "

"Afterwards, during puberty, my body has been developing. Every day, I wrap a cloth around my chest and wear a wide training suit to barely cover my different body contours from men. In addition, I have a very dull temperament, except for a few I'm a good brother and I don't have much contact with other people, and I don't act like a woman, and no one has ever noticed, so I have always been the same as those men, doing the same tasks, the same high-intensity training, and later Because all aspects of the training assessment results are relatively good, and gradually gain a firm foothold in the training base."

Ji Nuan suddenly laughed when she heard this: "Then how did you find out later? You are not pretending to be a man now."

Feng Ling's eyes were flat, and after a few seconds of silence, he suddenly calmed down and said coldly, "Three years ago, I was discovered during a field mission."

"You've been hiding for so many years and haven't been found out, who is it that you are so capable?" Ji Nuan smiled and supported her chin with one hand, then turned to look at Feng Ling beside her.

Not to mention, if Feng Ling had cut his hair shorter and wore loose clothes, he would indeed be more heroic than many girls of the same age.

"...Nanheng." Feng Ling obviously didn't particularly want to mention this name.

Ji Nuan was not surprised by this answer, but when he heard the answer, Ji Nuan's eyes suddenly gave Feng Ling a deep look: "Last time Nan Heng celebrated his birthday, we asked you to sit in the box, but you I have been refusing to enter, is it because of him?"

At this point, Feng Ling didn't want to say any more, just glanced at Ji Nuan: "Have you been distracted by me now?"

"Don't worry about whether my attention has been diverted, but you get stuck halfway through the story, and I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight."

"There is no next story, not now, nor will there be in the future." Feng Ling's expression suddenly lightened a lot, then stood up again and glanced at the time: "Do you plan to live here tonight, or go back to the dormitory to live there. It's getting late, if you don't go back, you'll be locked up."

Ji Nuan also glanced at the time, then looked out the window in a blink of an eye. The lights were on, but the apartment was surprisingly quiet at the moment.

"Go back to the bedroom." Ji Nuan got up, tapped her numb legs with her hands, and walked out without speaking.

Seeing that Ji Nuan left so quickly, he didn't plan to stay in this apartment any more.

It seems that no matter what kind of story, there is no way to soothe her mood.

Feng Ling followed her out, picked up the phone and glanced at the word "read" at the back of the photo.