Chapter 591 I Am Mo Zhining’s Father

After taking the medicine, Mu Bo stepped forward:

"Master, breakfast is ready."

The most disgusting medicine I just took, and the sequelae of drinking too much yesterday:

"If you don't want to eat, Ah Tie, send me to the prosperous age."

"Yes, Master."

Shengshi Entertainment.

Mo Boyuan's arrival made many female colleagues in the company excited.

Normally, Mo Boyuan might simply say hello to everyone, but today, he was not in the mood.

The whole person was soaked. When he arrived at the CEO's office, Tan Yiming looked up and blurted out in an instant:

"Boy, are you indulging too much?"

This sluggish and listless look does indeed look like that.

Ah.

"I'm quite happy with that. I drank too much yesterday. Do you have any ice water?"

Tan Yiming picked up the phone and dialed the internal number to his secretary:

"Bring in a bottle of ice water."

"Okay, Mr. Tan."

Tan Yiming looked at it carefully:

"Who is so generous that he can invite you to have a drink?"

Moreover, it is generally impossible to get this man drunk.

Outsiders don't know how much he drinks. How can a brother know it after decades?

When he mentioned this, Mo Boyuan suddenly laughed, and Tan Yiming looked at him with doubts on his face:

"Who is it?"

The man coughed twice, his face even more showy:

"Oh, a lab party at my wife's school."

Tan Yiming regretted that he had asked such a stupid question just now, and ended up eating a bowl full of dog food!

"Hey, my sister-in-law finally brought you to meet someone? Brother, I'm so happy!"

Come on, with your sour tone, I can't hear any joy or congratulations.

Mo Boyuan didn't mind either, he was happy in his heart.

"Then, if my wife doesn't take me, who else can she take?"

Look at that look!

Do you think it’s feasible to bring Lao Wang next door?

Of course, Tan Yiming's upbringing makes it impossible for him to say such things, and brothers can't talk nonsense about anything, especially when it comes to each other's wives.

He pulled out a copy from a pile of documents next to him:

"Let's take a look. All the plans for the variety show last time have been arranged. It just depends on when you have time. The other shows are waiting for you."

After Mo Boyuan took it, he looked through it carefully and quickly, when he saw the final shooting start date:

"15th?"

"Well, it's the 15th of this month, one week away."

Mo Boyuan frowned and then said:

"I'll make a call first."

Tan Yiming made a helpless gesture and then immersed himself in processing the documents.

After the call was connected, Mo Boyuan stood up and walked to the window:

"Hello, Teacher Xiang, I am Mo Zhining's father. I would like to ask when the specific time of the summer camp is?"

"Ah, it's Dad Mo? The summer camp is from the 13th to the 14th. It starts in the morning of the 13th and sets off by bus. We need to camp out all night, so it won't end until the 14th."

"It's summer vacation right after it's over, right?"

"Yes, after the event, the children will be taken back by their parents."

"Okay, I understand, thank you, Teacher Xiang."

"Dad Mo, there's no need to be polite. Then, goodbye."

"goodbye."

After the call ended, Mo Boyuan turned to Tan Yiming at the desk and said:

"It's okay on the 15th."

Although the office was large, it was quiet, so Tan Yiming could almost hear what was said on the phone.

"Figured out?"

Knowing what Tan Yiming was asking, Mo Boyuan did not deny it and nodded to admit:

"Um."

"But I wanted to make a comment."