First Marriage Pet: Black-bellied Baby Almighty Wife

Chapter 384 Mencius Confession

The man was pulled away, and the others stood upright nervously, especially those who had said bad things about Mu Xia before, who were even more afraid of being settled by Jin Mohan. Han's status in his heart has been raised a lot, at least now no one is just a wild flower and weed outside.

But before everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Jin Mohan said again: "I don't want to say what I just said in any of your mouths, otherwise, there will be no mercy."

Everyone knows the meaning of this sentence, but it is because of fear. Mu Xia felt that it was not good, so she pulled Jin Mohan and explained: "I know that everyone may be skeptical about Summer, but just As I said just now, performance is not based on words, next June will be Sun’s semi-annual summary, and I will show results at that time.”

Someone boldly asked: "What grade?"

"Let Sun and Summer's turnover account for more than half of Jiangcheng's cosmeceutical."

All the people present gasped, thinking, this woman's tone is not small, does she not know more than half of the concept, does she not know? It only accounts for more than 30.00% of Jiangcheng's turnover, and even Biancheng looks at Mu Xia in disbelief, feeling that Haikou is a bit exaggerated.

You must know that Sun's customer positioning is relatively high, and it is taking the boutique route, which means that a large number of ordinary people have been abandoned.

"Hahaha, Ms. Mu, I admire your courage. I look forward to Sun's performance in June next year. Of course, not only the turnover, but also the profit. If it's the effect of spending money, I'm afraid we can't agree. Yes. Of course, if the effect is really achieved by then, I will represent our Huo family to rectify Miss Mu's name."

The Huo family, the offshoot of Huo Ying's family, is also quite prestigious, and other small families also said that they are waiting for the good news. Anyway, they just want to please Jin Mohan, and they don't want to go bankrupt just because of one or two words.

The banquet lasted until after eight o'clock, Jin Zufeng called Jin Mohan aside a little unhappy, and told him: "You are so messed up, why didn't you discuss it with me before."

"Three years ago, you said that you would no longer intervene in the company."

"What about Mu Xia, are you making such a fuss today just to tell everyone that she will be the daughter-in-law of my Jin family in the future?"

"Tell them why not!"

"You..." Jin Zufeng wanted to kill this son, but he couldn't bear it, so he could only settle for the next best thing, "Have you ever thought about how much criticism she will receive if it is made public? How much? Can you really manage it?"

"I have my own plan! Dad, you should care more about Big Brother!"

"What do I care about him? Yes, isn't he here today? Why haven't I seen him all night?"

Jin Mohan wouldn't tell him that he had been blocked by Meng Ziwen on the balcony. Anyway, as soon as Jin Moyu returned to vulgarity, he would completely retire and lose the aura of the president, so he wouldn't have so many worries.

But at this time, on the balcony, Meng Ziwen placed her hands on both sides of Jin Moyu's body, slightly attached to her body, with a ruddy complexion like a little girl's.

"Jin Moyu, I like you, do you like me?"

Meng Ziwen didn't expect that she would really say this. Just now, she just questioned Jin Moyu whether she was so beautiful, but she was ridiculed by the other party. When she was angry, she asked it out, and she said it earlier, otherwise she would be relieved all the time. It's annoying to hold back.

"Benefactor Meng, please get up a little bit, it's kind!"

"Oh!" Meng Ziwen got up, still very close to Jin Moyu, she said, "I'm not joking, I like you."

"Amitabha, goodness, goodness!" Jin Moyu took half a step back, and his back was directly on the balcony, unable to move.

"Jin Moyu, don't change the subject, I'm really not kidding you!" Meng Ziwen wasted Jin Moyu, and tonight is not over if there is no result.

Jin Moyu sighed, looked at the thousands of people on the road outside, and said persuasively: "Benefactor Meng, everyone has obsessions, just like this person waiting at the door, they just want to see someone, or Take a photo, but when you really do what you want, you will find that it is actually the same thing, after all, life is too short, so why make things difficult for yourself.”

"But it's not necessarily true. If you like me too, we can date and fall in love. Every step is better than the previous step!"

"Cough, cough, cough!" Jin Moyu was almost scared to death by Meng Ziwen, and coughed a few times before opening his mouth helplessly, "Ziwen, I have already become a monk."

A sentence of Wen made Meng Ziwen feel a little warmth, she lowered her head slightly, pulled up her dress and said, "Can't you return to vulgarity?"

The choice of place for this confession really made her want to cry, it was too cold.

Jin Mohan thought for a while, he didn't seem to have thought about returning to vulgarity, he is quite satisfied with this kind of life now, no pressure, no responsibility, it is very suitable for his current life of salty fish.

Before waiting for an answer, Meng Ziwen felt a little sour. She knew that she must have failed in her confession, but sometimes she is the kind of woman who is a little stubborn, and she just wants a result when something happens.

Even if the final result is unsatisfactory, I don't want to be exhausted here.

"Maybe you don't want to return to vulgarity now, what about in the future? What if I can wait for you? Or if you don't want to return to vulgarity, doesn't it mean that monks can also get married? I bought a house under Lingyin Temple. If you have nothing to do, you can come and live there. I can do it." Wouldn't it be nice to have a black game with you?"

Although very attractive, Jin Moyu shook his head: "I'm not with you, not just because I'm a monk."

"why?"

"We're not a good fit."

Jin Moyu took off the monk's robe, held it in his hand, and took a step forward.

Meng Ziwen stared at that dress, eager to wear it: "Why doesn't it fit?"

You were afraid that I would be cold, so you took off your clothes and put them on for me. Why is it not suitable? She thinks it is quite suitable!

"As long as there is a cause, there will be a result. I planted too many causes before, but you are not my fruit, Ziwen, you should find your own cause, Amitabha, so good!"

Jin Moyu has never thought that he is a man who can stick to the end. Even if he becomes a monk, there are many women who hope that he can return to the vulgar. Meng Ziwen is not the first, nor will he be the last. He is like the wind. Can throw into the sky.

After thinking about all this, Jin Moyu took the clothes and left. Meng Ziwen was stunned for a long time, and sneezed out, almost crashing herself downstairs. You, you, if you refuse, you refuse, don't you leave me a piece of clothes?

What's the use of such a man, but how can he break it if he likes it so much?
(End of this chapter)