Ye Moshen has never been a good person to mess with.

But the other party was his aunt and his elder.

Moreover, this elder is still a different elder, Ye Moshen is really having a headache.

"Just wait here. I see you have nothing to do anyway, so I will go directly to meet you in the afternoon."

Ye Moshen felt unhappy and said in a deep voice: "When did it start?"

"What?" Song An was stunned by this question: "What does it mean?"

"You've become so unreasonable."

Ye Moshen raised his head and his eyes fell directly on Song An's face. His eyes were clearly black and white, and his emotions were also very obvious, making him feel uncomfortable with Song An's arrangements.

Song An was stunned for a moment. He probably didn't expect Ye Moshen to say that, so he didn't react at once.

After she realized it, she couldn't help but sneer.

"You are really hard now, and you actually say that your aunt is so confused? Now that you are growing up, can't even control you?"

Speaking of this, Song An’s expression on his face couldn’t tell what it was, but he looked very depressed.

Ye Moshen's mood suddenly became gloomy. In fact, he has not been in a good mood in the past few days, even if he has a little bit of improvement. Now there is only his relatives around him.

Thinking of this, Ye Moshen closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and did not answer the conversation.

"Okay, just mess around, just mess around. Anyway, you have to go there for me today!"

Ye Moshen did not speak anymore, nor did he resist her anymore.

Song An knew that he had acquiesced and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if Moshen felt that Song An was unreasonable and unreasonable, he would let him think about it.

*

"This, this is paired with this, well, you must add soup."

The chef invited by the Han Group wrote a weekly nutritious meal, and Xiaoyan took it to Han Muzi for reading.

After seeing it, Han Muzi nodded and thought it was OK, so she made some changes and handed them to Xiaoyan.

"The soup is different every week. Mu Zi, how do you think the price is set?"

"This chef should be more experienced than us, just let him see it."

"Yeah." Xiaoyan nodded and was about to turn around and walk out.

Han Muzi packed up the information and said before she was about to walk out: "When you go downstairs, you can notify the team on the third floor and ask them to go up to the fourth floor for a meeting."

After hearing the words, Xiaoyan yelled and turned around and looked at her in confusion.

"Have a meeting?"

Han Muzi raised her eyebrows, "Is there any problem?"

“Uh, no.”

Xiaoyan shrank her neck and walked out, and asked her to come for a meeting. She always felt so strange.

When she didn't have a company, she and Han Xueyou were very free. Now, after they have a company, they still have to take care of others and have meetings. And she has been busy to death these days.

Forget it, it's already like this, so try harder.

Conference Room

The few who came were called up were reluctant, but because Han Muzi was the boss after all, she came up.

But only a few people came up.

When Han Muzi came in, she saw that there were only a few people in the conference room. She paused and didn't say much. She just walked to the main seat with Xiaoyan following behind her, holding a bunch of information in her hand.

Xiaoyan took a look and found that only Li Junfeng, Shu Guoer, Lin Zheng and Xiao Yiyi came.

Three more people didn't come.

The three people in the conference room were obviously divided into several groups.

Li Junfeng smiled with a narrow smile, and his eyes kept lingering on Han Muzi.

Today, Han Muzi was wearing a formal dress, with a blue and white striped shirt and an arm-covered skirt. Her charming long hair was tied with a ponytail behind her head. It looked a little clean and refreshing, and a little more capable.

This woman has a beauty and figure, and she is really good at playing.

Whether it is light makeup or makeup, it actually has a unique charm.

Shu Guoer sat there with a smile on her face and a calm expression.

Lin Zheng was on the other side. The introverted and cold boy sat there, with a few buttons of the white shirt unbuttoned, making him look a little unruly. Xiao Yiyi sat beside him like a little fan, looking at him eagerly.

The withdrawn boy seemed to have not felt her existence.

Xiao Yiyi knew that Lin Zheng didn't like others to get too close to him, so she could only sit between a short distance, but as long as he didn't drive him away, it would be very happy for Xiao Yiyi to sit in the same place.

"Where are the other people? Didn't you notify you of the meeting? Why didn't they come?" Xiaoyan asked.

Li Junfeng raised his eyebrows without answering.

But Shu Guoer explained softly: "They probably have something to do."

"What's the matter?"

Shu Guoer smiled slightly: "I don't know much about this, why don't you go and have a look?"

When Xiaoyan heard this, she really took a step and wanted to see it.

As a result, when he walked two steps, he was stopped by Han Muzi, "Xiao Yan, sit down."

Xiaoyan turned around and looked at Han Muzi in disbelief, "But they didn't come here, I'll go find them to have a meeting."

"No need." Han Muzi's expression on her face was frighteningly cold, and her voice was calm. "I said a few days ago that I can't make a good work if I force myself. Since they don't want to come, let's have a meeting."

After saying that, Han Muzi pursed her red lips and looked at the folder on Xiaoyan's hand: "You send the information first."

Although Xiaoyan was angry, she still listened to Han Muzi's words and reluctantly sent the information to several people.

Han Muzi pulled open the chair and sat down. The conference room was well prepared. She inserted the USB flash drive she had prepared in advance into the dispenser, and then said while operating: "You spend time reading the information in your hand first."

Shu Guoer quietly opened the information and looked at it. Li Junfeng still looked so picky. The cold and lonely boy was flirting with the information like a robot. Xiao Yiyi snorted and looked at the information and said, "Lin Zheng, what's the good thing about these information? The company has just started now, and there are no customers to place an order. What's the point of opening it?"

Lin Zheng turned a deaf ear and glanced at every line of words on the information with a cold look.

Li Junfeng did not touch the information, and Han Muzi did not pay attention to whether he would read it. Anyway, as long as she continued to say it, Li Junfeng suddenly became a little curious about this woman.

She looks like a soft persimmon, and anyone can pinch it.

But if you want to anger her, you will hit her like a cotton punch. If you want to attack her, you may be able to rebound. On the contrary, she will not be damaged at all.

Perhaps because his eyes were too focused, Han Muzi suddenly raised her head and looked at him with cold and deserted eyes: "What's the problem?"
Chapter completed!