Peng Ren scratched his head and whispered: "The people who came to visit are Mrs. Mo and Mo Sui'an."
Mo Qing raised his eyebrows.
Before she could ask, Peng Zhong, who followed closely behind, spoke: "What are they doing here?"
"Business matters." Peng Ren made a gesture of counting money. "Originally, the funds could not be transferred last week. Some time ago, I heard that a big project had been obtained. I thought it could solve the urgent need, but unexpectedly the money flew away.
, I regretted it. Isn’t this the financial chain broken? I want to find some connections with Mr. Jiang.”
After finishing speaking, he said mysteriously: "Besides, Wen Yingxue is a C-level doctor rated by our institution, so she has to give Mr. Jiang some face. They hope that Mr. Jiang will come forward as a lobbyist and let Wen Yingxue return to the Mo family."
Peng Zhong commented: “I don’t know how high the sky is and how high it is.”
Peng Ren agreed: "Yes."
The two brothers agreed, and Mo Qing was a little curious: "What's the explanation?"
"The Wen family, a family of traditional Chinese medicine, is an authority in the traditional Chinese medicine industry." Peng Zhong explained, "Wen Yingxue is the adopted daughter of the second master of the Wen family. Although she is not taken seriously, she is good at competing with others and has a certain status in the Wen family. She alone holds the title.
We have more resources than the entire Mo family, so how could we return to the Mo family and be sucked by them?"
Wen family?
Mo Tingting knew a man named Wen, who was also a traditional Chinese medicine doctor. His skills were average and his conduct was poor. He didn't want to make progress, so he still tried to prescribe her medicine.
Putting this matter aside, Mo Qing continued to ask: "Why did she transfer to another school?"
Peng Zhong shook his head: "This is not clear."
Peng Ren's eyes lit up and he said, "Miss Mo, are you interested? I'll find out for you."
"Are you capable again?" Peng Zhong gave him a cool look.
Peng Ren lowered his head and muttered: "I'm curious..."
Mo Qing looked at him: "Then go ahead."
"okay!"
Peng Ren happily agreed.
*
Jiang Ke entertained Mrs. Mo and Mo Sui'an in the living room on the first floor. Mo Qing had no intention of meeting Mrs. Mo and Mo Sui'an, so he was going to the study on the second floor to continue tinkering with new things.
It was such a coincidence that Mo Sui'an came out and bumped into Mo Qing.
Mo Sui'an was feeling depressed. When he saw Mo Qing, he suddenly lost his temper and said coldly: "I heard that you plan to participate in the mathematical modeling competition?"
Mo Qing glanced at him.
"Do you think you can win the prize by hugging Min Chang and Shen Qi's lap? Don't be too fanciful." Mo Sui'an relied on being at Jiang Ke's house and was not afraid of Mo Qing at all, "Both of them have no experience themselves.
Not to mention improvising."
Mo Qing's hand itched again.
At this time, Jiang Ke walked out of the living room with an indifferent expression, while Mrs. Mo followed behind with a flattering look on her face.
"Master Jiang, just this time, please help me." Mrs. Mo gave up all her pride and self-esteem and begged Jiang Ke humbly, "If the Mo family continues like this, it will really be over. You are my father's illegitimate child after all...
…”
Mrs. Mo knew she had made a mistake, and her voice suddenly stopped.
Mo Qing, who originally wanted to beat Mo Sui'an, was immediately attracted by this "big melon".
illegitimate child?
Aren't they distant relatives?
Jiang Ke's expression turned gloomy for a moment, but the next moment, he returned to his calm and calm expression.
He looked at Mo Qing for a moment, his brows relaxed a little, and he said, "Do you know who is behind the big project you mentioned?"
"Who is it?" Mrs. Mo didn't know anything about this.
"Huo Yan." Jiang Ke's lips curved in a subtle way, and he said word by word, "Huo Si's brother."
Mo Qing stared at Jiang Ke coldly, feeling that this kid was going to cause trouble.
Mrs. Mo thought of someone, but thought it was impossible, so she asked: "Which Hoth?"
"That Hoss you know." Jiang Ke said lightly, tilting his head and slowly throwing away all the questions, "You can ask Mo Qing for this matter."
