The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Mother Qiao said "I know" and murmured in her heart that Mo Tingshen was very good, but the Qiao family was nowhere near that bad. Her daughter should be either rich or noble in her life.

What clinging.

It just happened that Mo Tingshen took advantage of his background.

Otherwise, no one would look down upon him.

Passing by Qiaoman's bedroom, she wanted to knock on the door, but after thinking about it, she decided not to.

Qiaoman was in a bad mood for the past two days. He finally coaxed her to go to bed early tonight. It was not suitable to wake her up. The wedding was tomorrow, and the couple should not meet each other a few days before the wedding.

Not bad for the day.

Hearing the sound of cars outside, the second elder of the Qiao family went out to welcome him.

Mo Tingshen walked very quickly, wearing a suit and ties, without a tie, which made him look less formal.

Father Qiao noticed that the car he was riding in when he arrived was a Chinese-made sinking brand. This type of car is usually used for online ride-hailing services.

How could he?
  Mother Qiao asked directly: "Tingshen, where is your car?"

"I'm drunk and it's not convenient for me to drink." Mo Tingshen explained.

"I take the liberty of disturbing my uncle and aunt at such a late hour. I have something important and I have to tell you tonight. It's not polite. I'll make up for it tomorrow and make amends to you two."

These words were too unfamiliar. Father Qiao frowned subconsciously, but soon smiled again, "What are you talking about? There's no need to apologize. This is your home too. You can come whenever you want. You blame us for our negligence. It's been so long. I didn’t even tell you the access code, come on, let’s go in and talk.”

Mo Tingshen walked in behind him.

As soon as he sat down, Lin Shu came.

He handed the things in his hand to Mo Tingshen. Looking at the thickness of the paper bag, he couldn't help but make people look at him.

"Ting Shen, what is this?"

"This is the lack of funds for Joe's various internal and external projects, and your uncle's record of investing elsewhere but losing money over the years."

Mo Tingshen took out a card, put it on the coffee table and pushed it over, "The money in this is enough to solve uncle's urgent needs. There will be some left after filling the company's loopholes. In addition, I, Mr. Mo, will allocate two important projects to cooperate with you. , I agree to any profit sharing you want. In addition, I have two villas located in the bay under my name, which I will give to Qiaoman. They will be transferred to the owner tomorrow. If it is not enough, as long as you mention it, I will share it. "

The second elder of the Qiao family was frightened.

Father Qiao's brain couldn't function anymore. It was like a windfall coming from the sky, almost knocking him out.

"You...how did you find out about these, as well as the loopholes in my company, project stagnation, and lack of funds...how, how did you find out..."

"This is not difficult for me." Mo Tingshen said in a concise sentence.

Father Qiao stared hard at the document bag for a few times. He raised his hand and leaned forward. After hesitating for a while, he sat back down. His head was dizzy now, his hands were shaking, and even his lips seemed to be shaking and couldn't close. He asked his servants to make two cups of tea.

A cup was placed in front of Mo Tingshen.

Father Qiao held the tea cup with both hands and took a few big sips until it choked in his throat.

Mother Qiao quickly patted him on the back.

The two looked at each other. Mother Qiao went to get the paper bag, opened it, and took it out to look at it.

She is not exactly a rich lady who enjoys the blessings at home. She worked hard with her husband in the early years, and her ability is even better than that of her husband. She negotiated several projects in the company that relied on profits to gain leadership in the first place. Later, the company After she stabilized, she slowly retreated, but over the years her husband never avoided her when he was at work, and sometimes he would give her some advice in official matters. (End of chapter)