During the discussion, Long Wei admired Mo Xiaodie more and more. He finally understood where Long Qian's calmness and wisdom came from. He clearly inherited it from his mother, Mo Xiaodie.
After reaching an agreement with Mo Xiaodie, Long Wei left Zhicheng Group with confidence.
Mo Xiaodie stretched and stood up from the stool, feeling a little sore from her wound.
Li Mingcheng stood next to her, his stomach growling unsatisfactorily.
"Are you hungry?" Mo Xiaodie smiled.
Li Mingcheng glared at her dissatisfied and pointed to the clock on the wall of the conference room: "Big boss, look at what time it is now. I didn't even have time to eat in order to pick you up in the morning, okay?"
Mo Xiaodie looked up at the time and saw that it was already past twelve o'clock.
"Ah, Xiao Su?"
They first held a meeting in the company, and then discussed the future plan with Long Wei. Four hours had passed before they knew it. Xiao Su must be waiting outside in a hurry.
"By the way, why did I forget Xiao Su."
With that said, Li Mingcheng turned around and hurried towards the elevator.
After they went downstairs, they called Xiao Su, but no one answered Xiao Su's cell phone.
"Why didn't anyone answer her? She's a girl, and she's not familiar with the place in Yucheng. Could something have happened?"
They searched in the library not far away, but did not see Xiao Su.
Li Mingcheng was so anxious that he was running around.
Mo Xiaodie glared at him fiercely: "Shut up. Xiao Su is a college student after all. What could happen in broad daylight?"
"Let's go, there's a supermarket ahead, maybe she went shopping there!"
The two of them hurried to the entrance of a large supermarket near Zhicheng. From a distance, they saw the supermarket entrance was crowded with people.
As I got closer, I could faintly hear the sounds of a quarrel and the cry of a girl.
"Xiao Su?"
Hearing the girl's cry, Li Mingcheng's expression suddenly changed, and he pushed aside the crowd and squeezed in.
Mo Xiaodie quickly followed him and squeezed to the front.
When she looked up, she saw a middle-aged, fat woman holding a white Bichon Frize in her arms, pointing at Xiao Su and scolding her relentlessly.
Xiao Su's clothes were torn and messy, and her cell phone was thrown to the ground.
No wonder they just kept calling Xiao Su and couldn’t get through! It turned out that someone broke the phone.
"Look at how poor you are, how dare you kick our idiot. What's the matter with me hitting you a few times?" The middle-aged and fat woman refused to let go, and reached out to hit Xiao Su again.
Li Mingcheng strode forward, grabbed the fat woman's hand, and glared angrily: "What are you doing? You dare to touch her today and give it a try!"
Mo Xiaodie also walked over quickly and pulled Xiao Su to her side. Xiao Su must have been beaten by the opponent just now, and her fair right face was a little red and swollen.
"Xiao Su, what's going on?" Mo Xiaodie asked, suppressing the anger in her heart.
No matter what the reason was, Xiao Su would never be able to swallow the blow the other party had given her.
However, before taking action, she needed to understand what was going on.