At this moment, the noisy hall suddenly became quiet, and Huafeng CEO saw Jiang Mo standing on the circular stage of the hall with a microphone.
"Dear guests, please be quiet. Our president has something to say to all distinguished guests."
Hearing that President Huafeng had something to say, everyone fell silent and looked at the stage.
Shen Mengjun also suppressed his anger and looked at Jiang Mo on the stage. Jiang Mo continued.
"As we all know, the Binhai Feast has been held perfectly for three years, and this is the fourth year. In order to thank all the guests for their presence and strong support, our president specially recorded a VCR to express his gratitude to the guests who participated in the feast."
As Jiang Mo spoke, a picture appeared on the large LCD screen behind him.
In a vast expanse of ice and snow, helicopters roared into view. Anyone who likes skiing will know at a glance that this is the CMH direct skiing in the Canadian Columbia Mountains.
The helicopter circled and stopped, and a man in ski clothes stepped out of the helicopter.
He was wrapped tightly in ski clothes and equipment, and his appearance could not be clearly seen. The man was tall and strong, and it could be seen that he was not an old man or someone with a hidden disease.
He made a gesture towards the camera, and a deep voice sounded in the hall.
“Welcome everyone to the coastal feast! I wish you all a good time!”
He said this in German, and his voice was deep and magnetic.
Everyone watched the handsome figure of President Huafeng swooping down the ski slope on the screen. His posture was as strong as a swimming dragon. The screen was covered with snowflakes, and the hall was silent and quiet.
Su Mubai put down the red wine glass he had been holding and clapped his hands gently. The quiet people reacted, and thunderous applause rang out in the hall.
Shen Mengjun and He Dongxing couldn't look away from the screen. It was really beyond their imagination that President Huafeng was such a young person.
A sarcastic laugh came from beside him, "Who just said that President Huafeng is an old man with a hidden disease? Is that a slap in the face? Hahaha!"
Shen Mengjun's face turned red and he couldn't help but retort, "Maybe this is a cover. Maybe this person is not the president of Huafeng at all, but he found a substitute?"
He Shen Mengjun sneered at the choked wife, "Some people just don't want to believe the facts. They insist on describing beautiful things as ugly, and insist on degrading others to dust. They have poor taste and are shameless. It doesn't matter. Just be happy."
Shen Mengjun was so angry at being choked on. He Dongxing glared at her. She suppressed the anger in her heart and looked at Mo Wanxi who stood out among the crowd with resentment.
It was this little bitch who made her nephew so embarrassed, and even herself was ridiculed. When had she ever been so embarrassed?
It really pissed her off. She remembered this account, Mo Wanxi, just wait, you will see something nice in the future.
The coastal banquet ended until early in the morning. The organizer prepared rooms for the guests, but Mo Wanxi stayed without going back.
She sent a message to Duck Qi Shao, "I'm staying in Huafeng tonight and won't go back."
Duck Qi Shao replied in seconds: "I know, how is the matter going?"
"It was very successful. Thank you for your help. I also have to thank Su Mubai. If he hadn't saved me, I would have been in big trouble tonight."
"Really?" He Yucheng raised the corner of his mouth. The phone rang. He answered it and heard Su Mubai's voice.
"I've done everything you asked me to do, and now you owe me a huge favor."
"Isn't it just a matter of words for such a trivial matter? To return the favor, would you like to have some face?" He Yucheng pushed back mercilessly.
"Is this a trivial matter? Because of you and I have offended your eldest brother and sister-in-law, offended Mo Zhendong, offended Shen Baihao, I offended so many people, and you want to get rid of it with just a trivial matter? He Laoqi, you are too
Isn’t it heartless and unjust?”
Su Mubai protested.
"Come on, don't be miserable. I know you've worked hard. I appreciate your help. I'll treat you to dinner in the future. Is that okay?"
"Just inviting me to dinner? Why are you so picky?" Su Mubai was so angry that he almost jumped up.
"Eat it if you like it, or you'll fall down if you don't eat it!"
"Oh, Lao Qi, you are so bad and so speechless. This friend has nothing to do!" Su Mubai exclaimed exaggeratedly.
He Yucheng sneered, "Go ahead!"
"Okay, I'm not going to be miserable anymore. I'm going to tell you, Lao Qi, what do you mean, why do you want to suddenly make a VCR like this? Aren't you afraid of being recognized?"
"Did you recognize it?" He Yucheng asked.
"I can smell your filthy odor through the screen, do you still have to admit it?" Su Mubai said with a venomous mouth, "By the way, did you decide to do this for the sake of the Mo girl?"
"Not really."
"Come on, don't deny it. I know you are doing it for her, so aren't you afraid of the headlines tomorrow? Let me remind you, if someone enlarges your picture for analysis, there is no guarantee that you will be exposed."
"Don't worry, such a mistake won't happen." He Yucheng answered with certainty.
"There is one more thing I want to remind you. Mo Zhendong has lost such a big face tonight. He will definitely anger your Miss Mo. I have a hunch that the mistress, mother and daughter, will definitely find a way to persuade Mo Zhendong to continue to stay in the Mo family.
, in this case, wouldn’t your Miss Mo’s efforts be in vain?”
"Well, I've thought about it this way. Mo Zhendong will definitely keep his mistress and daughter tonight, but he will definitely change his mind tomorrow." He Yucheng answered with certainty.
In the Mo family, Mo Zhendong sat on the sofa with a gloomy face and smoked. Meng Lijuan and Meng Weiwei's mother and daughter sat opposite him and shed tears.
Since their return, the mother and daughter have used their sharp tongue to blame Mo Wanxi for tonight's embarrassing incident.
They kept saying that Mo Wanxi had no regard for the overall situation and was evil-minded. Just because she was unhappy, she ignored the relationship between father and daughter, thus ruining Mo Zhendong's reputation.
Mo Zhendong thought of how Mo Wanxi was aggressive and refused to give in at the feast, and the anger in his heart had already spread.
Meng Lijuan didn't know Mo Zhendong very well and continued to slander him with added fuel and jealousy.
"It's okay for Weiwei and I to move out. We're used to being outside anyway. We're just worried about you. After Wanxi successfully united with outsiders to target you without caring about the love between father and daughter, he will definitely become more serious in the future. In this way, you
What prestige will there be in front of her in the future? Isn’t it just that she can deal with you how she wants to deal with you?"
These words touched Mo Zhendong's heart. Thinking of how he was looked at with strange eyes at the feast, Mo Zhendong gritted his teeth and said two words, "She dares!"
"What is she afraid of? Look at how arrogant she is tonight. She slandered us for kidnapping her and ruined your reputation. I think about how you were shamed by so many people and I feel extremely uncomfortable. If I can
I would rather not appear in front of you for the rest of my life, it’s all my fault and Weiwei, Zhendong, please take care, Weiwei and I will pack up and move out right now.”
Meng Lijuan was pretending to go to pack things with her daughter, but Mo Zhendong stopped her.
"You don't have to move out and continue to live at home. I want to see what that evil girl dares to do!"
"Isn't this bad?"
Hearing Mo Zhendong say this, Meng Lijuan and Meng Weiwei were extremely happy, but they declined politely.
"What's wrong? That scoundrel thought that hooking up with Su Mubai would make me surrender. She was wrong. This is my home, and I can live in it with whoever I want. Su Mubai is in charge of heaven and earth, and so on.
If you can control me at home, just take a step back and say, at worst, I won't take you to those banquets in the future."
Since Mo Zhendong said this to Meng Lijuan and Meng Weiwei, they reluctantly agreed to continue living there.
Back in the room upstairs, mother and daughter met each other and smiled.
Meng Weiwei breathed out, "Mom, Jiang is still hot as he is old. I admire you so much!"
"What's the point? That little bitch Mo Wanxi actually plotted against us like this. People who oppose me usually don't end well. She will definitely die without a burial place like her mother."
"Mom, didn't Mu Nianxue die of illness?" Meng Weiwei couldn't help but interject when Meng Lijuan said this.
"Death of illness? Haha, use your brain. Is it possible for Mu Nianxue with a body like this to die of illness? That's because of the hands and feet I moved."
The nanny at the door made a late-night snack and brought it to the door. Just as he was about to knock on the door, he suddenly heard the conversation inside, and his raised hand suddenly froze, with an unbelievable look of shock on his face.
