Mo Ziyun thought of adding trouble to Mo Chengju, but Mo Chengju made him feel heartbroken. He watched Mo Chengju enter the "Qingxin Xiaoyuan", and he couldn't help but spat on the ground, then frowned and hurriedly left.3

Mo Chengju disgusted him and reminded him that he had to hurry up and block the mouths of those slutty servants and apprentices, and don’t let them talk nonsense!

Otherwise, you will suffer from facial damage!

Mo Chengju entered the "Qingxin Xiaoyuan", took two steps, then took off the cigarette butt from his mouth, threw it into the lawn, stepped on it to death with the tip of his shoe, crushed it, took a few more breaths, and let the smoke smell come out of his mouth.

Mo Chengju is different from Mo Ziyue and Mo Ziyun. He is not afraid of the old man of the Mo family and his own father Mo Haichuan, and even quarreled with the old man. However, in the past two years, seeing that the old man is getting older, Mo Chengju has become unwilling to speak back or speak out. Not only his words, attitudes, but also some details have begun to pay attention to.

Mo Chengju walked all the way through the courtyard and approached the middle hall. He saw his father facing his back to his outside, whispering his pen in front of the Eight Immortals table in the main hall, writing and stopping, looking left and right, as if he was copying a copybook.

The old man is only good at calligraphy, so he knows that Mo Chengju.

I think this is practicing in comparison with the master's copybook. Mo Chengju guessed.

As he approached, Mo Chengju cleared his throat, walked into the house in three or two steps, and called out, "Dad!"

Mo Haichuan, the old man from the Mo family, pulled out his gaze from the calligraphy and paintings, looked back at Mo Chengju, and said coldly, "Oh, it's Manager Mo who is here."

Mo Chengju smiled awkwardly. He knew that since he had been beating him and rejecting his father's robe, he had made him dislike him. Later, he even abducted Mo Ziyue, the next successor whom the old man recognized most, and the old man even more "deeply hated" him.

The father-son relationship has never improved much.

Of course, it's much better now than it was a few years ago.

In fact, Mo Chengju can understand. The old man of the Mo family is not stubborn and does not allow his children and grandchildren to enter other industries. The key is that the two most talented people in the two generations went astray, and he couldn't accept it.

"I'll exchange a few copybooks for you, including modern masters and calligraphers from Ming and Qing dynasties. Look." Mo Chengju saw that the scene was about to be cold, so he quickly said.

He reached out and took out something from the lining of the windbreaker and placed it on the Eight Immortals table, thinking that the old man might be happier when he saw this.

As a result, Mo Haichuan just snorted "Yes" in his nose and did not react much.

Mo Chengju felt a little stunned.

Then, he saw the words that the old man was copying on the table.

"Wuji Ju"?

This is, I have written this dozens of times!

"What are you writing this?" Mo Chengju's heart tightened.

If you don’t avoid eating, you don’t avoid eating. As for whether you want to write it down, you have written it so many times.

I haven't been back for a long time. Could it be that the old man is physically...

Mo Chengju looked at Mo Haichuan with a weird look.

Mo Haichuan finished writing the words in his hand and looked up and found that the old son was looking at him.

The father and the other two looked at each other for two seconds.

"Dad, are you in good spirits lately? Have you experienced memory loss? Occasionally provoked, and often suspicious..." Mo Chengju observed the old man's pupils and said carefully, "Otherwise, I'll listen to a soup song."

Mo Haichuan was stunned for a moment, and then understood.

The old man glared at his eyes, slapped the brush in his hand on the table in anger, and shouted, "Mo Chengju, what do you want to do! Don't think I can't hear it. Do you suspect that I have Alzheimer's disease? That is what you Western doctor said is Alzheimer's disease! You are a rebellious man, as soon as you come back, you want to piss me to death!"

Mo Chengju was scolded, smiled and stepped back, pointing to the words on the table and said, "Then you are fine, why are you writing this?"

Mo Haichuan gritted his teeth in anger. He was too lazy to deal with Mo Chengju, but he was afraid that he would not understand, so he went to inquire with the eldest, second and third brothers. In the end, the whole family came to attack indirectly, as if he was really demented.

That would be annoying!

"These are three words I've cheated on." The old man hummed angrily.

In the end, Mo Chengju figured out the causes and consequences.

It turns out that these three words were written by friends brought by Mo Ziyue.

Mo Chengju was quite surprised.

Although he didn't understand calligraphy, his father was able to spend so much effort to get these words and kept copying them, which shows that the other party's calligraphy is not low, and his father recognized it.

"I heard from the servant that Ziyue said that the young man is also good at traditional Chinese medicine..." Mo Chengju suddenly became interested in Bai Xiaosheng, and his eyes lit up, "A young man can have attainments in two different fields... one set!"

In Mo Chengju's view, as long as he is a capable person, he is worthy of attention.

Regardless of the other person's background or identity, as long as the character is not too bad, it is worth making friends.

It is precisely because of this concept that Mo Chengju is now serving as the general manager of a large pharmaceutical research and development institution. He has recruited a large number of management, scientific research and business talents. It can be said that relying on a strong team, the company's performance has doubled in just a few years!

Although Bai Xiaosheng's ability is only in the field of calligraphy, and at most a field of traditional Chinese medicine, which is not consistent with the pharmaceutical companies he runs, Mo Chengju still wants to see if the young man who is so capable of showing his abilities has excellent qualities and character.

As long as there is, you can dig it out to yourself and cultivate it!

Many of the talents Mo Chengju discovered have come from across borders.

When Mo Chengju thought of this, his heart was hot.

"Why, you are also interested in him! You guys!" Mo Haichuan looked at Mo Chengju's reaction and frowned, "Especially you, you want to poach talents from our traditional Chinese medicine industry? I said Mo Chengju, you are not moral!"

No one knows a son is better than a father.

The old man looked at Mo Chengju and found a baby look, and then guessed what he was thinking!

"Look at what you said, how can I be called immoral? I won't force my head if I don't eat grass." Mo Chengju laughed and then looked moved, "I'll listen to your meaning. Apart from you and me, there seems to be anyone else interested in that person?"

Ziyue is that person’s friend and will not be among them.

Mo Chengju pondered for a moment, suddenly realized something, and lit his finger and said, "You are talking about Mo Ziyun!"

Mo Ziyun has been mocked in public. With his temperament, can he be convinced and give up?

Mo Haichuan did not deny it.

Mo Chengju frowned, "That kid Mo Ziyun is interested in an outsider, so he is afraid he won't hold back anything."

"Isn't you the same!" Mo Haichuan said sarcastically.

This also invisibly affirms the judgment that Mo Chengma is judged.

"Just just now, Mo Ziyun came over. Could it be that he disgusted the man here with you? He gave an outsider an eye drop, but he couldn't get it. He was thinking of telling you and then some bad things." Mo Chengju looked at Mo Haichuan, then looked at the copybook on the Eight Immortals table, and said suspiciously, "But I see that you like the young man's words so much, will you sit back and watch him lose face in our house? You haven't stopped Mo Ziyun... I can see that Mo Ziyun went out of your courtyard with a gaze, then..."

Mo Chengju talked about it and wanted to deduce Mo Haichuan's thoughts.

"You are not the general manager, and have you become a spy?" Mo Haichuan glared at him and stopped Mo Chengju and continued to speak, and said coldly, "Why are you here for me now? Ah, I'm here to reason? I don't like to listen. Get out, don't disturb me when I'm practicing calligraphy!"

How cultivating Mo Haichuan was, he was swearing at this moment and even drove people straight away.

Mo Chengju grinned and said goodbye to his father.

Mo Haichuan glanced at the old son's departure back, let out a heavy breath of air in depression, and murmured, "With this mind and this brain, why did you go wrong? Alas, I blame me! Back then, I was too cruel and did not let him go to any university, and let him come back to inherit his legacy, that would not be the case!"

The old man was so depressed that he didn't want to practice calligraphy anymore.

Over there, Mo Chengju came out of the "Qingxin Xiaoyuan", stood at the gate of the courtyard and went straight to the courtyard where Mo Ziyue lived.

Mo Chengju wants to meet his eldest nephew and by the way, he will meet his friend!

On the other hand, Bai Xiaosheng sent away the servant sent by the old man from the Mo family, closed the door and held a video conference with Xiahou Qi and others, and arranged the key points of the recent work one by one. This way he was relieved.

This lecture lasts thirty or forty minutes.

As soon as Bai Xiaosheng finished the video conference, the door was knocked.

Bai Xiaosheng closed the computer, got up and opened the door.

Outside the door was Mo Ziyue, and behind him was a handsome uncle with a pretty outfit.

"Xiaosheng, didn't bother you, right?" Mo Ziyue said with a smile.

"No." Bai Xiaosheng smiled.

Mo Ziyue moved sideways and pointed to the person behind him and said, "This is what I said, my uncle Mo Chengju!"

The first man who dared to "resist" his grandfather's authority and taught him by example.

Bai Xiaosheng saw Mo Chengju, and Mo Chengju was also looking at him.

Although the two of them only met for the first time and were briefly examined, they saw it at the first time and felt something that others could not detect!

This young man has a calm temperament as a mountain, his eyes are as deep as abyss, and he has a kind of aura that makes me afraid! Is this my illusion?

Mo Chengju looked at Bai Xiaosheng's eyes, with a calm surface, but a vague surprise in his heart.

In recent years, even his boss has not made him feel this feeling.

Bai Xiaosheng also looked at Mo Chengju and was surprised.

This Mo Chengju looks keen and has a sharp vision, a sharp and keen mind in the workplace. He is not an ordinary person!

etc.

Mo Ziyue said, is his young uncle the general manager of a pharmaceutical research and development company?

Bai Xiaosheng's heart was filled with inspiration.

At present, in Europe, the Rhine team is busy with research and development and has made great progress. In time, the drugs can be launched...

By then, a pharmaceutical R&D company needs to be established. Money is not a problem, and resources are not a problem.

Only, there is one management talent missing...

This Mo Chengju looks pretty good!

Bai Xiaosheng stared at Mo Chengju, and his heart suddenly became hot, and the smile on his face became enthusiastic.

Bai Xiaosheng even took the initiative to reach out and hold Mo Chengju in the same place, and praised him, "Mr. Chengju, I have long admired him, long admired him!"

Mo Chengju made Bai Xiaosheng's sudden enthusiasm a little stunned, but then he also smiled and said, "Mr. Bai, long, long!"

The polite words like "long-term admiration" are often a bit false, polite and slick.

On the side, Mo Ziyue looked at the two of them in surprise.

Whether it is his uncle Mo Chengju or Bai Xiaosheng, he knows his character and temperament.

When did these two people become so "sleek and sophisticated"?
Chapter completed!