So Xiaomi Dou has always been very sensible. He doesn't want to let mommy worry about him any more.
Just like a moment ago, if it was an ordinary child, he would have cried twice and made three hugs. But he had no idea, and he felt that he was going to shed tears. He also hung up the phone and did not dare to let Han Muzi know.
Xiaomi Dou knows that mommy has always loved him, and he should be considerate of her.
But mummy needs to be considerate, and some people don't.
So Xiaomi Dou thought about it, raised her head from her knee and took out her mobile phone to make a video call to yemoshen.
At this time, Yeshi group, Yemo, with a cold face, just walked into the meeting room, the mobile phone in his pocket rang.
He frowned slightly. When he first came in, he didn't have time to turn off the silence.
Night Mo Shen took out his mobile phone, ready to hang up the phone, by the way, turned off the mute, but saw that the caller ID was his son.
Millet beans?
What does this little guy want to do by calling him now?
Nothing is more important than a meeting.
If so, it's his woman. Besides women, of course, there is a son.
He is the president, and we dare not say anything when we see him holding a mobile phone.
I took the phone and sipped the video.
"What's the matter?"
After the video is connected, the night Mo Shen saw the little guy's face on the screen, puffed up and looked discontented. Night Mo deep micro frown, he is offending this little guy?
I get angry when I call him.
Xiaomi Dou didn't give him any face. He called out: "Bad Daddy!"
When the voice of milk comes out from the mobile phone, all the middle and high-level people are stunned, and they look at each other behind.
A moment later, everyone reacted. Dare you, this is the phone that Xiao Ye always called them??
Know that night little has a son, or before Han Muzi took over the position, at that time the little guy followed Han Muzi to the company.
Because there are many people in the company who are not convinced by Han Muzi. In addition to rectifying his name with the help of Xiao Su, we just think that Han Muzi is not reliable as a woman. And a good Yeshi group, flow to a woman of other surnames, let them feel very unhappy.
One day, when Han Muzi came to work, there was a little guy around him.
little guy is as like as two peas. But not the same, the night is not deep and indifferent, nor approachable, and unfathomable.
But the little ones are very different.
He will obediently call other people's uncle, uncle, shout until you are distracted and unprepared, only to find that they have subconsciously accepted Han Muzi.
Everyone suddenly felt that there was nothing to say.
Although the two have not yet held a wedding ceremony, their children are so old, and the child's appearance is the total night, there is no doubt at all.
Even now is Han Muzi in control, after this group also is night home.
So now I hear Xiaomi Dou's voice, I feel a little trance and familiar from the middle and high level. Take a look at the cold face in front of you, you can't feel any temperature in the night.
All of a sudden, the middle and high-level people suddenly miss those days.
I don't feel much when I don't compare. Now it's different when I compare them. It's not that they think night less is bad, but they don't feel as kind as Han Muzi.
In fact, Han Muzi was not so amiable at the meeting, but after all, she was the wife of the night, although she had a lot of shares in her hands. However, her attitude towards the middle and high-level officials has changed somewhat. It is not like that she is indifferent and merciless at night. All the suggestions that he thinks are not good have been rejected.
Well, they're over demanding.
Because they not only want to deal with things in the night of this decisive killing, but also hope that their night always has Han Muzi's affinity.
Forget it. Just think about it.
At this time, the sound of milk continued to come from the end of the video.
"It's been so long. When will you pick me up with my grandfather Zeng?"
Mention this matter, night Mo deep eyebrows slightly frown, thin lips pursed, and then gave millet beans two words.
"Soon."
Xiaomi Dou's expression suddenly became unhappy.
"Soon, how fast? Do you have a deadline? Bad Daddy, it's no use! "
Listen to speech, night Mo deep tight frown eyebrow again a few minutes, eyebrow heart also followed wring up, "a week."
Xiaomi Dou blinked: "a week? Does daddy mean to take my grandfather and me back home in a week? "
"Well." Night Mo deep nod, "the slowest week."
Xiaomi Dou is quite satisfied with the answer, but on the surface, she still pretends to be indifferent. "Hum, a week is a week. Then my grandfather and I will wait. By the way, this matter is not allowed for mummy."He doesn't want mommy to worry!
let daddy work as like as two peas. Anyway, daddy had made mummy suffer so much, and now he has suffered a lot. Millet only feels that his heart will be balanced.
night looks at the face that looks exactly like himself. At this time, he displays a little expression of pride and a soft touch on his heart, and his thumb is lightly separated from the screen. Touch Xiaomi Dou's head and cheek.
Anyway, they are all their own cubs. Although this cub is an unusual cub, it will only pit his father, but Blood is thicker than heart.
And this is still Mu Zi was born for himself, think of here, night Mo deep eyes light and expression will not be as tight as before, on the contrary, gentle a little bit.
"Don't worry. I don't want your mother to worry about this matter more than you do. It's you. Don't show up when you call her."
Xiaomi Dou hummed: "I'm not so stupid, Bad Daddy!"
Dudu -
the other party is probably arrogant, and even hangs up the video phone directly. The original lively Xiaomi Dou on the mobile phone screen is missing, instead of the original interface of the mobile phone.
Night Mo deep look at such a scene, Leng Leng, and then the mobile phone mute lock screen, put into the pocket.
As soon as I looked up, I found that the middle and high levels of the whole conference room were looking at him.
Everyone's face was in a state of lack of interest, as if he had not heard enough of his conversation with Xiaomi Dou.
Night Mo deep thin lips slightly hook, the breath on the body inexplicably gloomy.
"Very nice?"
He asked.
The middle and high-level people were asked by him, and they were busy taking back their eyes and covering their mouths with their hands and coughing in embarrassment.
There are even older joking, "the total night night feelings are good, ha ha ha ha ha."
The laughter was bright and long, and it was probably embarrassing, so other people followed suit.
"Yes, yes, it is enviable."
The night is dark and gloomy.
"Our president's wife is very good. She gave us such a lovely little nightclub. Besides, the president's wife is also dignified and generous. When the president's wife didn't return to the company the night before, it was the company that the president's wife managed."
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