Masnian lowered his head and did not dare to face his parents. He had secrets that he did not want to tell, and those were the fundamental reasons why he could not accept Xiao Yingxi's deep love.
At this time, Masnian stood up and looked at Xiao Zichen and Mo Yurou with a solemn expression. Suddenly, he bowed deeply and said.
"Dad, Mom, forgive me for letting down your kindness. I hope you can help me. I just want to protect Luo Luo as an elder brother."
"You, you kid, your father and I have talked about this, why can't you listen to my advice?"
Mo Yurou really wanted to pry open her son's brain and see what was inside, why was he so accepting of death?
Xiao Zichen on the side looked at Masnian's twinkling eyes, frowned slightly, and finally sighed.
"Okay, since you have made up your mind, your mother and I respect your choice. This is your appointment letter. In two days, you can go to Nanyun City. As for when you will come back, you decide for yourself."
Xiao Zichen finally decided to let go, as forceful melons would not be sweet. Although he felt sorry for his daughter, he did not want to embarrass his son.
Masnian was stunned for a moment, then looked at the document on the table, bent down to pick it up, opened it and looked at it, feeling a little surprised.
"Dad, Mom, this is..."
This is not only an appointment letter, but also an equity transfer letter. Xiao Zichen and Mo Yurou decided to transfer all the production bases in Nanyun City to Mas Nian's name.
"Take it. Originally, all these things at home were to be distributed to you three brothers and sisters. This is what your mother and I decided after careful consideration. Since you are going to Nanyun City, you should also take this production base with you.
Take it over and save your mother from having to go there every year."
Hearing what Xiao Zichen said, Masnian was still a little hesitant. The production base in Nanyun City is the largest agricultural and sideline products production park in South China. The market value is conservatively estimated to be one billion, although it is only a very large subsidiary of Yaoyuan Group.
It is a small subsidiary, but it supports the supply of raw materials for multiple brands of Yaoyuan Group. It is considered a very important part of Yaoyuan Group.
"Okay, don't hesitate. Sooner or later, these properties owned by your parents will belong to you three siblings. Take them."
Xiao Zichen stood up, gave Masnian a reassuring hug, and then spoke again.
"Since you are leaving for Nanyun City, what are your plans for Miss Ou? Do you still need to prepare for the engagement you mentioned before?"
"Let's put it aside for now. I didn't have time to talk to her parents about the engagement when I went to Huacheng this time. I want to talk about it after a while."
Masnian tried his best to be calm when he said this, but Xiao Zichen still saw the clues, but Xiao Zichen did not reveal it, but nodded and said.
"Okay, you are also thirty. Dad knows that you have always had your own opinion, so you should be able to handle these things well. Then I will arrange for the company to issue a statement."
"No, Dad, let's wait until the day I leave to talk about it. It's better not to make this matter public yet."
Masnian hurriedly stopped him. Xiao Zichen immediately understood his intention and sighed softly.
"She will know this sooner or later. What difference does it make if she tells her sooner or later."
After hearing this, Masnian hesitated and spoke hesitantly.
"I...I just..."
"Okay, stop talking, let's see what you said. The statement will be sent out after you set off. Over at Luoluo, I will arrange for someone to watch it soon, so don't worry."
Xiao Zichen understood what Masnian was worried about. Finally, he expressed Masnian's concerns. Masnian looked at Xiao Zichen with emotion and said seriously.
"Dad, thank you."
"Mom, thank you too, I..."
"Okay, what's there to thank you for, Si Nian, I hope you won't regret your decision today."
Mo Yurou didn't want to talk to her son now, so after saying that, she walked out of the office. Masnian knew that his stubbornness had disappointed his mother. He wanted to chase her out, but was held back by Xiao Zichen.
"It's okay. You also know that your mother can't see Luo Luo being sad since she was a child. She will naturally calm down after a while. You won't be coming to the company these two days. Pack your luggage and I'll ask Mingyu to give it to you in Nan
Yuncheng bought an apartment, you can see what needs to be purchased and talk to him then."
"Dad, thank you. You have to take care of yourself and Mom while I'm away."
Masnian suddenly gave Xiao Zichen a hug. Perhaps because of his age, the previously cold Xiao Zichen was a little moved at this time, his nose was slightly sour, he patted Masnian's shoulder and said.
"Okay, your father and I are not old yet, so there is no need to worry about us. Don't you still have that boy Yingze at home? You have been tired from the past two days, so go back and rest first."
After that, Masnian returned to Haotianju and stayed alone in the study, sitting there without anything, just in a daze.
At this time, Feng Shang Publishing House had already passed three days since Lu Ziyou agreed to sign Gu Mo. In the past few days, the publishing house had countless pairs of eyes staring at her.
Three days have passed, not to mention Gu Mo's figure, not even a little bit of news about the signing, not to mention Lu Ziyou's arch-enemy Lan Moxi, even those in her group can't sit still.
In the office, Zhang Jun, Qi Mengmeng, and Lu Ziyou, two loyal subordinates, came to her office together. At this time, Lu Ziyou was reading the latest chapter he had written from Xiao Yingze.
When Lu Ziyou saw that the office door was pushed open, she immediately closed the file and looked up at the door.
"Is something wrong?"
"I said, boss, why are you still sitting in the office? Look at the people outside, but they are all waiting to see you make a fool of yourself. In the past two days, Du Xiaoou came to our group to hang out when he had nothing to do. Have you ever interacted with Gu?
Don’t talk about the contract.”
Zhang Jun has a short temper, and in the past two days, everyone in the office has been waiting to see their group's jokes. He couldn't stand the cowardice, so he roped in Qi Mengmeng to inquire about the news.
After hearing this, Lu Ziyou looked outside the office. The office diagonally across from her belonged to Lan Moxi. When she looked up, she happened to see Lan Moxi and Du Xiaoou discussing something mysteriously inside.
Compared to Zhang Jun and Qi Mengmeng's anxiety, Lu Ziyou had a calm look on his face. He was drinking coffee and playing with his pen in a boring way, and then looked at the beautiful scenery outside the window and said.
"Why are you so anxious? Did I say we won't talk anymore? You also know that Gu Mo is a low-key person, so I have to be low-key as well. Is it possible that I have to report the work progress to them every day? Okay, you can stop worrying about it.
Just do whatever you want and don't worry about me."
When Lu Ziyou said this, Zhang Jun and Qi Mengmeng's eyes lit up, and Qi Mengmeng even came to Lu Ziyou's side and asked curiously.
"So, Gu Mo will really sign a contract with our publishing house, right?"
"Nonsense, he dares not to sign a contract with me."
Lu Ziyou said arrogantly, but she was very confident. If Xiao Yingze dared to play tricks on her, let alone her, she would never let that brat go.
When Qi Mengmeng heard this, she immediately smelled something fishy and immediately transformed into a gossip reporter and asked tentatively.
"Editor-in-Chief, do you have a very good relationship with the Great God Gu Mo? I wonder if I have the honor to see the true face of the Great God Gu Mo. Don't worry, I will never reveal his identity even if I meet him once."
"Yes, there is also me, the editor-in-chief. I have been following Gu Mo since his first book. He has been with me throughout my adolescence. He is my guide on the literary road and is my idol."
As soon as Zhang Jun heard what Qi Mengmeng said, he climbed up the pole and began to plead with Lu Ziyou.
When Lu Ziyou heard Zhang Jun's words, the corner of his mouth twitched. In terms of age, Xiao Yingze was only one year older than Lu Ziyou. However, Xiao Yingze wrote his first book at the age of fourteen and became an instant hit. Over the years, he has never stopped.
In the past ten years, he has written a total of six science fiction novels, and he can be considered a prolific writer.
However, Xiao Yingze's writing style is restrained, and it has been rumored that Gu Mo is a man in his thirties, otherwise he would not be able to write such in-depth science fiction novels.
If Zhang Jun and the others knew Xiao Yingze's true age, they would be so shocked that they would not be able to close their mouths.
However, Lu Ziyou was also very surprised when he found out that Gu Mo was Xiao Yingze. After all, how could a fourteen-year-old kid write such a powerful novel?
It's an astronomical number.
Zhang Jun and Qi Mengmeng saw that Lu Ziyou was deep in thought but didn't speak, so they immediately attacked from left and right, each of them grabbed Lu Ziyou's hand and said.
"Editor-in-Chief, please just fulfill our little wish. If that doesn't work, you can get us an autograph from the great God Gu Mo. We really, really like him."
Lu Ziyou was shaken by these two people so much that she almost slid off the chair. She immediately shook off their hands and said with a serious face.
"Stay away from me. I'm going to have both of you in your head. Okay, I'll think about this. As for whether it can be arranged, it depends on whether Gu Mo is willing to meet you. You go out first.
, waiting for my news."
Upon hearing this, Qi Mengmeng and Zhang Jun almost jumped up with excitement. They looked at Lu Ziyou expectantly and said.
"The editor-in-chief will take action personally. It will definitely work. Then we will wait for the good news from the editor-in-chief. We will not disturb the editor-in-chief's work and go out."
The two people stepped back while talking, their expressions were extremely flattering.