Yin Mohan's lips moved, and his voice was a little hard to distinguish: "When did it start?"
"You mean to be the president of this company?" Wei Liang raised his eyebrows slightly.
Yin Mohan didn't speak, but his uncomfortably overlapping fingers represented his restless heart.
He was hoping that if Wei Liang inherited his dead father's inheritance
"I'm sorry." Wei Liang's teasing tone completely shattered Yin Mohan's good idea, "I have always been the president of this company."
The president of this company, how easy is it to say?
However - the only light of hope left in Yin Mohan's heart was gone.
The identity he has always been proud of is not worth mentioning in the eyes of others.
He is complacent about his friendship with him, but it is not worth a word from the person in front of him.
He lost, lost completely.
Whether it's age, career, or relationship.
"Tell me, what is your purpose like this?" Yin Mohan understood everything, but relaxed.
Wei Liang tilted his head, glanced at him, and said, "I'm here because I really want to cooperate with you."
"Cooperation?" Yin Mohan's voice was a little faint, "Do you still need cooperation?"
Wei Liang's company was established suddenly five years ago, but his growth rate was very fast, which made several domestic company bosses dumbfounded.
Who would have thought that the boss behind such a company that turned out to be a 21-year-old man turned out to be a young man?
"Of course." Wei Liang unabashedly stated his target of revenge, "After all, if I want to swallow a thriving company, my own strength is not enough."
Yin Mohan understood something, and the way he looked at Wei Liang became different.
After some communication between the two, the matter was finally settled.
Just when Wei Liang was about to get up and leave, Yin Mohan did stop him: "Wei Liang."
"how?"
"Help me give Liu Qingyun a word." Yin Mohan knew that he had no hope, but he couldn't get over the tone in his heart.
"Say." Hearing the name of his beloved lover from his rival in love, Wei Liang felt uncomfortable everywhere.
Yin Mohan's expression changed slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.
This appearance made Wei Liang's heart feel even more chilled.
Although he knew that the guy hiding under Liu Qingyun's skin was not the same as Liu Qingyun, he still couldn't help but eat it in his heart.
"Tell him for me that I don't have a habit of smelling other people's stinky feet." Yin Mohan said this as if he had given up on himself.
Wei Liang visibly stared for a second, then he looked at Yin Mohan with a subtle expression.
Yin Mohan's forehead twitched twice: "I really don't."
"Okay, I got it." Wei Liang said he knew it, but the eyes that looked Yin Mohan up and down didn't seem to know it.
Seeing him like this, Yin Mohan felt guilty and worried.
Will Wei Liang really bring what he said to Qingyun like this?
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"Yin Mohan said that he has committed that habit again, and wants me to ask senior if you want two pairs of socks." Wei Liang solemnly smeared his potential rival in the dark.
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