But everything is unexpected. After all, once the bidding is open, the result will not be under Mo Yurou's control. After all, there are many companies eyeing the Los Angeles surveillance market, and everyone wants to be the lucky one.
Seeing that Mo Yurou remained silent, Jiang Yucheng waited quietly.
After about ten minutes, Mo Yurou roughly understood the whole process of this matter, including the official announcement produced by the government, as well as some rules and precautions for bidding. Then, Mo Yurou closed the document and thought again.
After a moment he said.
"Go and check first. How many companies are participating in the bidding this time? Don't worry about those with foreign capital. I believe it is impossible for Minister Zhao to hand over the city's security monitoring to foreigners. In addition, get the bidding documents immediately.
Come out, as for the base price, it will be reduced by one point on the original basis. In addition, the advantages of later maintenance must be highlighted, especially in response to Aike's mistake this time."
"Okay, I will notify the project department immediately. By the way, Director Mo and President Ming plan to establish two overseas warehouses in France in the first half of this year, one of which focuses on the fashion industry, including clothing and jewelry."
Jiang Yucheng suddenly mentioned another project. Hearing this, Mo Yurou was slightly startled, because a year ago his father went abroad for the overseas warehouse project.
Mo Yurou only felt sad for a moment, then looked up at Jiang Yucheng and asked.
"Mr. Ming talked to me about this before. I remember that he has been in charge of this project. Is there any problem now?"
Jiang Yucheng nodded and replied.
"When Mr. Mo was here, he always insisted on independently controlling overseas warehouses, so the several overseas warehouses built in the past year were independently controlled by Yaohua and had its own logistics operations. But this time the one in France focuses on clothing.
Overseas warehouses have encountered some problems, possibly because local companies have some obstruction in protecting local industries."
After hearing this, Mo Yurou could probably imagine what the problem was. After all, the establishment of overseas warehouses would have a certain impact on the same local industries, so Mo Yurou could understand their resistance.
"What did Mr. Ming say? Is there any solution?"
"Mr. Ming went to France yesterday, but I don't know the details yet."
Mo Yurou knew Ming Haozhe's itinerary, nodded and said.
"I understand. Since Mr. Ming didn't tell me, it means he can solve it by himself, so I won't care about it for now."
Since Mo Yurou handed over the position of CEO to Ming Haozhe, it means that she has great faith in Ming Haozhe's abilities. After all, he was trained and promoted by his father.
Jiang Yucheng listened, nodded, and then left the office.
Mo Yurou read the financial statements in the office all morning. She had not been involved in the company's affairs for a long time, and she was not used to being so busy all of a sudden.
At around 11:50 noon, Mo Yurou had already processed more than a dozen documents. The busy work made her forget about time, and she didn't feel hungry.
At this time, there was a knock on the door. Mo Yurou thought it was Jiang Yucheng and said something without raising her head.
"Please come in."
Then, the office door was pushed open and a man walked in.
Mo Yurou still lowered her head and was reading a document in her hand. The dense numbers on it did not allow her to be distracted.
Suddenly, Mo Yurou smelled a faint floral fragrance, and then felt a figure approaching.
Mo Yurou subconsciously raised her head, and Xiao Zichen's ice-like, handsome and cold face was right in front of her, very close at hand.
A faint smell of tobacco came to my face, accompanied by a hint of warmth.
Mo Yurou subconsciously dodged back and leaned on the chair with a surprised look on her face.
"How did you come?"
At this time, Xiao Zichen picked up the rose in his hand, placed it in front of Mo Yurou, and then spoke affectionately.
"I know you will forget to eat when you are busy, so I made a reservation nearby and wanted to invite the woman I love most to have lunch with me. I wonder if I can give you a favor."
Xiao Zichen, who is usually very serious, was actually a little cynical at this time, looking like a playboy.
Mo Yurou looked at the delicate red rose in front of her, took it and put it aside. Then she looked at Xiao Zichen, saw the attentive expression on his face, looked at the time, and said.
"Xiao Zichen, what are you doing again?"
After these few days of contact, Mo Yurou felt that Xiao Zichen had too many tricks and always created various environments and opportunities that she could not guard against.
Seeing Mo Yurou being so vigilant, Xiao Zichen actually showed a resentful expression, then took a few steps back, sat on the sofa, and said a little aggrievedly.
"Yurou, I just want to have a meal with you. Why are you so wary of me? Do I make you uneasy like this?"
At this time, Xiao Zichen was like a little resentful woman who had been wronged. There was a hint of resentment in her originally sharp and wise eyes.
"Okay, Xiao Zichen, please be normal. What worries me? I just want to have lunch. Then let's go."
With that said, Mo Yurou closed the computer and stood up.
When Xiao Zichen saw this, he immediately smiled and stood up. He also diligently helped Mo Yurou get her coat and bag, and then went to help Mo Yurou open the door.
"Is it far?"
After leaving the office, Mo Yurou asked casually.
"Not far away, at Biluoxuan."
As Xiao Zichen said this, he helped Mo Yurou put on her coat, and then held Mo Yurou's hand very naturally.
This was in the company, and it was lunch time again. To walk from Mo Yurou's office to the elevator, you had to pass through several offices.
As soon as Xiao Zichen's hand touched Mo Yurou's, he was hit by Mo Yurou.
"Xiao Zichen, what are you doing?"
Mo Yurou warned.
But Xiao Zichen ignored it completely, held Mo Yurou's hand very domineeringly, and said.
"Hold hands!"
Xiao Zichen replied confidently, and Mo Yurou was so angry that she blew her beard and stared.
"Xiao Zichen, we are nothing now."
"Who said that? We are a legal couple. Although I am still in the review period, I am sure that your boyfriend and husband can only be me. If this is the case, then why don't I exercise my rights as a husband earlier."
As he said this, Xiao Zichen held Mo Yurou's hand tighter, fearing that Mo Yurou would break away.
At this time, she and Xiao Zichen appeared in the corridor at the same time, which had attracted the attention of people in the offices on both sides.
Almost every employee of Yaohua knew about the emotional entanglement between their chairman and the president of Sino-Ocean Group, and they always felt that Mr. Xiao went too far in this matter.
Therefore, no matter what the occasion, people from Yaohua always reject people from Yuanyang intentionally or unintentionally. This may be a way for these employees to protect their chairman.
But now, what they saw was that their chairman was actually holding hands with the president of Sino-Ocean and walking side by side. Moreover, Mr. Xiao actually had a smile on his face, and the two people were talking in a particularly intimate manner. Could it be that
What did they miss?
Mo Yurou noticed the eyes on both sides, and could even feel the heads poking out from the office doors behind her. In order not to arouse any criticism, Mo Yurou could only let Xiao Zichen hold hands, then lowered her head and walked quickly to the elevator entrance.
After entering the elevator, Mo Yurou immediately shook off Xiao Zichen's hand and warned with a serious look.
"Xiao Zichen, don't go too far. Can you become more normal? I'm really not used to you being like this."
Mo Yurou was still used to the cold-faced, stern, calm and reserved Xiao Zichen in the past. Now, she could only describe the man in front of her as frivolous, frivolous and cynical.
Every time Xiao Zichen behaves like this, Mo Yurou will be flustered and at a loss, because she has long been accustomed to facing the calm Xiao Zichen, and is a little overwhelmed by his changes.
After hearing what Mo Yurou said, Xiao Zichen turned around and stood directly in front of Mo Yurou, with one hand in his pocket and the other hand supporting the elevator wall, surrounding Mo Yurou in a corner.
"Yurou, you have to get used to it slowly. After all, we have to live together for the rest of our lives."
The two people were suddenly so close. Mo Yurou suddenly became nervous. She stared at Xiao Zichen with her eyes warily and said defensively.
"Xiao Zichen, you were not like this before."
Mo Yurou said quietly,
Xiao Zichen smiled evilly, but his face came closer.
"Then which me do you like? Do you like me as I am now, or the inhumane me before, or do you like both of them?"
The two of them were almost face to face. Mo Yurou could clearly feel the hot breath exhaled by Xiao Zichen when he spoke, hitting her face in waves. Mo Yurou felt her heartbeat speeding up and her whole body was tense against her.
Don't dare to move on the wall.
Because she was too nervous, Mo Yurou just gasped and forgot to answer.
When Xiao Zichen saw that Mo Yurou was silent, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a hint of evil temptation, and his voice was as low as the melodious melody played by a cello.
"What do you mean by not talking, or do you mean that as long as it's me, you like it, huh!"
The last voice was like a poison that penetrated people's hearts. Mo Yurou's body suddenly trembled and her scalp became numb.
In the past, I only knew that this man was cold and ruthless, but I didn't expect that he was actually a master of flirting. With just a few words, Mo Yurou was confused about what was going on and what was going on.
After all, Mo Yurou still couldn't resist Xiao Zichen's charm. These days, she had been provoked by this man countless times and her mood was completely confused.
After Xiao Zichen said this, he lowered his eyebrows and glanced slightly at Mo Yurou's shy face, only to see a hint of blush floating on her cheeks.
The corners of Xiao Zichen's mouth raised, his eyebrows raised slightly, and then he pressed towards Mo Yurou.
The hand originally inserted in the pocket had already cupped Mo Yurou's chin at some point. Then, the cool thin lips were attached to Mo Yurou's soft lips, and they flexibly pried open Mo Yurou's tight lips.
Biting the shell teeth, tasting the soft and sweet fragrance of Mo Yu.