Luo Jinghui was also scolded so badly, his face turned green with anger. "Will things without evidence be thrown on my head?" The only regret is that Jiang Mo's face was not broken, but he only injured one of his arms, which made him take so much effort to erase the surveillance. At this time, the cell phone ringing on the desk rang and Luo Jinghui answered the phone. "Director Zhang, is there anything you need to ask me for so late?" "Luo Jinghui, what's going on with the props you have? The person in charge of the props group said that there were no such real props at all. Where did you get them?" "It was really sent by the prop group. Director Zhang, the person from the prop group gave the wrong delivery. You can't blame me, and I didn't see it clearly." Director Zhang said again, "The people in the prop group said that they did not send you such props at all." "No? How is it possible? It was really sent by them personally. Director Zhang, how could I bring such a big prop in? It's impossible." Luo Jinghui explained sincerely. "Well, I will continue to investigate this matter. I will never wrong you until there is no evidence."
After hanging up the phone, a successful smile flashed through Luo Jinghui's eyes. Check it, no matter how hard he was, he couldn't find it. —— In the evening, Jiang Mo received a call from Jiang’s mother. "Mo Mo, why did mom hear that you were injured and seriously injured? How are you doing now?" she asked anxiously. Jiang Mo explained, "Mom, I'm fine, I just suffered a little bit of minor injuries. It's not as exaggerated as the Internet says. Don't listen to them nonsense. It's just a small wound that is three centimeters long." "Small wounds? Is it really a small wound? Why did I hear people on the Internet saying that it is 10 cm long and must have been sewn with a lot of needles. Does it hurt? Your colleague's name is Luo Jinghui, and he was too careless." Jiang Mother said worriedly. "Mom, I'm really fine. People on the Internet are talking nonsense. There are no ten centimeters, at most three or four centimeters. They have been bandaged and will recover in two days." Jiang's mother sighed, "Mo Mo, your job is too dangerous, why are you still injured?" "Mom, any job is dangerous. I'm not okay now. Don't worry, I'll take Tangtang to see you in two days." Jiang's mother nodded and said, "Okay, don't forget to bring your girlfriend too, mom will make her own specialty dishes." Jiang Mo glanced at Wen Yan next to him, "I will never forget it, I will go in two days." "Grandma!" Tangtang called out to the phone. (◍´꒳`◍) "It's Tangtang, how do you know it's grandma?" "Tangtang can hear that it's grandma." Jiang's mother laughed, "Tangtang is so smart. Can you see grandma in two days? Grandma makes delicious food for you." “Okay(´つヮ⊂︎)” Although he was the daughter he picked up, he was very likable and Jiang's mother also liked it very much. "By the way, Momo, your eldest aunt and second aunt are coming to visit the house you bought for me tomorrow."
Jiang Mo thought, "See the house? I'll go tomorrow, I want to see what they want to do." "good." After hanging up the phone, Jiang Mo was filled with anger, "These relatives are really staring at what I have in my hands all the time." Wen Yan dissuaded, "Mo Mo, you still have injuries on your body. Don't be angry anymore. Go and see what they are going to do tomorrow. Could it be that you have to force yourself to move in?" Jiang Mo said, "According to their shamelessness, it should be possible. Seeing that the house is so big, I will definitely want to move in. I will take Tangtang back tomorrow and take up the room first." "Okay, I originally wanted you to rest for two days and recover from your injuries at home. I'm going out again tomorrow." Jiang Mo shook his head, "It's okay, my hands don't exert much force anyway." "Dad, it hurts." (ノ_・.) "Dad no longer hurts. Tangtang is not allowed to cry anymore. Daddy will feel pain if he cries." Jiang Mo gently shaved the little guy's nose. "Tangtang doesn't cry, dad doesn't hurt." "So well-behaved." Jiang Mo was in a good mood while holding his soft daughter. #【Not serious. 】 Jiang Mo posted a Weibo post, which was accompanied by a picture of a bandage of an arm. ——【It’s okay, it’s okay, brother, I’m fine, I’m reporting my safety! 】 ——【It’s fine, the wounds look very long, they must be very painful. 】 ——【It looks very painful, I feel so heartbroken/cry. 】 Wen Yan raised her beautiful eyes and looked at Jiang Mo with a smile, "Your little fans all feel sorry for you, are they crying?" "I...I don't know, I don't know them." Jiang Mo immediately cleared his relationship. ——【It’s okay, it’s just a little injury, don’t cry. 】 ——【Ahhhh! My brother actually replied to me, my brother is so considerate, I love you so much.】 Jiang Mo twitched the corners of his mouth. He just didn't want those fans to worry too much about him so that his wife would not get angry. ——【Brother, I want to reply, so do I want it! ! 】 Jiang Mo replied to the top floors again. As a fan-loving person, he usually responds to fans when he is fine.
The phone rang and someone sent a message. Luo Jinghui: [Jiang Mo, are you okay? I'm so sorry for what happened today. 】 Jiang Mo: [It's okay, you greeted me in a timely manner. 】 Luo Jinghui: [It’s not that he didn’t say hello. 】 Jiang Mo: [You did it on purpose, but I am very confused about how you brought your sword. 】 Luo Jinghui: [The prop group gave me not because of me. I can only say that the prop group is too careless and the responsibility is not with me. 】 Jiang Mo: [I haven’t told the truth yet, and I’m so happy that I have delayed the shooting progress? 】 Luo Jinghui: [Of course I am not happy, Jiang Mo, I am just here to comfort you as your colleague. 】 Jiang Mo: [Is it certain that it is not a gloating? 】 Luo Jinghui: [If you think this way, I have nothing to say. I have sewed a lot of needles. It will take a long time to get better? 】 Luo Jinghui's tone showed a bit of pride. Suddenly, Jiang Mo's cell phone was taken away by Wen Yan. He saw the message from Luo Jinghui and his face was as gloomy as water. Jiang Mo said, "Wife, it's okay. There is no evidence anyway, and Director Zhang has not found out about Luo Jinghui." "No evidence was found, you were bullied by him for nothing. You dare to touch my person!" Wen Yan narrowed her eyes and made a phone call. On the other side. Mr. Gu San also heard that Jiang Mo was bullied and furious! "I dare to bully my nephew. Tonight, I will make him pay the price!" "Done!! The Third Master seems to be angry." "It's been a long time since I saw the Third Master so angry." "It seems that the third master really regards Jiang Mo as his nephew." "Yes, I think the third master is better than Mr. Fu." The fat man nodded repeatedly, "I think so." "What do you guys say? Let Luo Jinghui pay the price tonight. You two of you fat guys do this." Mr. Gu San ordered coldly. (இωஇ) Jiang Mo: There are too many people who have helped me take revenge!