President Wife is Pretty and Cool

Luotian Entertainment chose the Xiangyun Hotel as the venue for the audition. This is a five-star hotel under the Mo family. In addition to receiving individual guests, it is important to hold banquets, company annual meetings, and other activities here.

As soon as the car stopped, a man and a woman came out of the hotel, dressed in professional attire, quietly waiting for the people in the car to get off.

At this moment Mo San also woke up, wiped off his saliva, tidyed up his clothes and got out of the car.

"President, everything has been arranged. There are a lot of people participating in the draft this time, but Mrs. Mo still brought five girls and said that they are going to be sent here for the draft. We don’t know whether this should be accepted or not. Now Mrs. Waiting for you."

The hotel manager Wang Lin said embarrassedly,

"Mrs. Mo?"

Mo San asked with some doubts.

"It's Ms. Xu Pei. Our registration is over, but Mrs. Mo disagrees and the hard fortress comes in."

Talking aside is the person in charge of this draft, Tang Tian.

Mo San said in a cold voice, it wasn't the same as snoring just now.

"Take her to the hotel room and tell her I will be there in a while."

He can't let Xu Pei mess around in a place like this. Most of the old woman wears a pair of pants with Mo Changwen, but he can't take it lightly.

"Yes."

Tang Tian had to walk away. Mo Jinrong and Lan Anran were on the exclusive lane of the president, so they couldn't run into Xu Pei.

"The boys' draft and the girls' draft are only separated by a room. If you have something to do, come and find us. The remaining Qian Mu will tell you that he is the general manager of Luotian Entertainment."

Mo Jinrong whispered, introducing the game matters.

Qian Mu is here too?

Lan Anran secretly rejoiced in her heart.

"Oh, I see."

Before he finished speaking, Qian Mu walked out of the room beside him, in a suit and leather shoes, he was fixed on Lan Anran at first glance. He finally felt that she was a little familiar. Qian Mu has countless people and has extraordinary memories, but there are many people he wants to see every day. He can only memorize the one-sided fate.

"President, who is this?"

Qian Mu asked curiously.

"This is my wife."

Mo San said first.

"Oh~Mrs. Mo."

Qian Mu understood, but looking at Lan Anran's eyes he thought of someone.

"Just call me Miss Lan. Jinrong, Manager Qian and I will go to the girl's side to have a look."

Lan Anran smiled, looking very familiar.

Qian Mu led Lan Anran to the girls waiting area, and he asked cautiously.

"Miss Lan. Have I seen it somewhere?"

Lan Anran smiled and said.

"It's rare that Manager Qian remembers me, I have treated you for several years, have you forgotten?"

Qian Mu patted his head and suddenly remembered.

At the beginning, I couldn't think about being depressed because of the divorce from my wife. I was thinking that I ran into Lan Anran after jumping off the building. She hypnotized and cured herself. How could she forget her.

"Miss Lan, it's really yours. How did you marry President Mo? It's fate. I thought I would never see you again."

Qian Mu said excitedly.

"Like what you said, I came to see the election of girls today. Actually, I still have something to ask. I asked someone to talk to Manager Qian before. My brother named Lan Yanran also participated in this draft. I hope you can take good care of him. He has signed up for the competition right now, and there is no back door. If he is admitted, I hope you can help him a lot."

Lan Anran smiled calmly and naturally.

Qian Mu was grateful and naturally took care of Lan Anran's affairs, and he said without hesitation.

"I heard about it before, don't worry, I will."

"Thank you very much, then."

Lan Anran smiled.

After that, Qian Mu introduced the rules of the game to Lan Anran. After everything was settled, Lan Anran suddenly thought that Xu Pei was still suffocating it and that she was going to save Mo Jinrong, so Qian Mu took it to Xu Pei.

After parting with Lan Anran, Mo Jinrong and Mo San went to Xu Pei's place.

"Master, Xu Pei must have come prepared this time."

Mo San analyzed.

"She brought five women here, with obvious intentions."

Mo Jinrong said as he walked.

"Then what should I do, do you want to call Miss Lan back?"

Mo San asked.

"No, didn't you realize that I was not sick just now?"

Mo Jinrong turned his head and asked, his voice softer than before.

"It seems to be, Master, is your illness really cured?"

Mo San asked in surprise.

"I don't know if it's good or not, but at least it can survive today."

Mo Jinrong's speech has come to Xu Pei's door, and he remembered Xu Pei's voice through the door.

"It’s not the fat, old and ugly guy you are going to hook up with today. It’s the young man next to him. Give me all your usual energy to seduce Mo Changwen. I don’t believe in Mo Jinrong’s stubborn illness. Inexplicably better."

Mo San heard Xu Pei's description outside and wanted to rush up and tear her apart. Just describing people like this, it's no wonder Mo Changwen doesn't want her!

Mo Jinrong opened the door directly, putting his hands behind.

"Auntie, it took a lot of effort to send me these artists."

Mo Jinrong directly sat down and said.

"You are here, what is this? This is to repay you for exposing the scandal of the long text."

Xu Pei said with a smile on his face when Mo Jinrong came over.

Although the photo was anonymous, she knew that Mo Jinrong did a good thing after thinking about it, but if it weren’t for Mo Jinrong, she wouldn’t know that Mo Changwen was stealing food from her outside. Now she is staring at Mo Jinrong every day. Wen is finally much more honest.

"It's all a matter of effort. Uncle's unclean mind should be cured. You don't need to thank me. It's just that my aunt's gift is a bit heavy."

Mo Jinrong said without a smile.

"It's not heavy, these are all cultivated by me for a long time. I am proficient in all kinds of piano, chess and calligraphy. The age is just eighteen and twenty years old. It's so good. You can see if you can put it into today's registration. How many elections will it produce?"

Xu Pei is from the south and speaks softly and very nicely.