President Mo: Need to Work Hard

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Mo Ting gently stroked Tangning's hair and pulled her into his embrace affectionately. After hearing his words, he was tempted to take all the best things in the world - even his heart - and put them in his palm.

"Although we are going to the US, the Oriental Trend is still very popular. If you stay by my side like this, you will attract a lot of attention."

"So, what's your advice?" a disappointed expression flashed across Tangning's face.

"I don't mind having a female translator by my side ..." Mo Ting chuckled. Her voice was deep and sexy, "I think letting you feel Hollywood before is not a bad thing. Negotiating on a foreign stage is not easy."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll come into contact with Hai Rui's undisclosed matter?" Tangning asked after a little relaxing.

"I'm already yours, so Hai Rui is no different," Mo Ting replied. "If you want to be a breadwinner, I'm happy to step back behind the scenes, hand everything over to you and stay home to prepare the soup."

"You're dreaming of President Mo.working hard to make money! Don't even think about lazing around."

Mo Ting laughed. He suddenly felt, the boring journey he was supposed to take, suddenly became much more pleasant with Tangning around.

Tangning was an ambitious person, but it never affected her life at home; she was clear about her identity.

...

Beijing entertainment gossip still centered around the Lan Yu incident. With a slap in EH's face and the acknowledgement of her assistant, Lan Yu could no longer endure all the public scolding. So, he recorded an apology.

A 16-year-old boy appeared in front of the camera in a mess. He cried out for public forgiveness. He even paid online commentators to help him clean up his slate; as it turned out, he really wanted to redeem himself.

Lan Xi spoke to An Zihao personally. He wanted to know his plans for the aftermath and his thoughts on Tangning.

An Zihao had a laptop on his lap; he looked much neater than when he first returned to the country. He finally looked like a top manager again.

"I can't let go of Lan Yu easily.." - An Zihao looked at his laptop as he spoke - "... Tangning', 'Tangningning', 'Little Tangning."

"So you mean, you're planning on becoming Tangning's manager?" Lan Xi exclaimed excitedly.

An Zihao lifted his head as he turned the pen in his hand, "As long as he wanted to."

"I admit, at first, I did look at him arrogantly. But, I can't deny, she's indeed interesting."

"I believe in your abilities," Lan Xi nodded. "However, Tangning was like a wild horse, she wasn't easy to tame. On the one hand, he looks like you. That's why I feel like you guys fit in well with each other."

"I'll talk to him."

"Oh yeah. The position of Artists Director, when will you take it back?" Lan Xi asked as she raised an eyebrow. From Yang Jing, Luo Hao and An Zihao, she felt that in the end, she still trusted An Zihao the most. Especially since Luo Hao and Yang Jing had ignored him to a certain degree. He hoped An Zihao would take back his role.

"I'm not interested in that. I just want to focus on being Tangning's manager. Of course, if someone defies me, I won't go easy on them," An Zihao turned off his laptop with a cold look in his eyes. .

"Do you, today at the weekly meeting, Yang Jing suggested that I sign Lan Yu with us?" Lan Xi laughed as she shook her head.

"President Lan, it's time to draw your sword."

"Official Contract Signing Ceremony will take place in 3 days. Quickly resolve Lan Yu's incident and confirm time with Tangning. Of course, if you can't convince Tangning to return in time, I'll use the ceremony to announce you're back and postpone Tangning's ceremony until later."

An Zihao nodded; lan Xi always did something with careful consideration.

Afterwards, An Zihao left Lan Xi's office. On the way out, she met Yang Jing; their eyes met as Yang Jing spoke, "At that time, I didn't mean to reveal your secret to the media."

An Zihao lifted his head with a cold expression, "Yang Jing...I'm back and I won't let anyone hurt me again. I won't let them hurt my artist either."

Yang Jing's expression changed as she tightened her grip on the artist's information in her hands, "We used to be very good friends."

After speaking, An Zihao left the building. Yang Jing was left standing on her own as she clenched her fists; you just waited and looked.

The artist?

An Zihao, with your current resources, how long do you think it will take to train a newcomer into someone famous? Yang Jing sneered inside.

But, he did not know, his arrogant mask would be torn to shreds.

...

Meanwhile, Tangning had just arrived in the US. Not long after arriving at the hotel, Mo Ting gave her a disguise. She immediately put on a wig and glasses; it looked proper and professional. At a glance, the aura of her model had completely disappeared and in her place stood a female translator.

The couple did not have time to rest as they rushed to the hospital where Hai Rui's actors were staying. With the covers of Mo Ting and Lu Che, Tangning's identity was not revealed.

The actors consisted of one male and one female; the female was a top-class actress. As a result of the explosion, the two had different degrees of injuries all over the body and took a long time to recover. However, the production team did not admit it was their fault, instead, they blamed the actor and demanded compensation.

The only reason Mo Ting had to appear was because of a friend who was caught in the middle of the incident. Otherwise, as usual, Mo Ting would have directly sued them. Hai Rui's legal team had never lost a legal battle.

"President, I've contacted the film studio. They had already agreed to meet tomorrow morning," Lu Che said as he walked over.

"Then let's play with them," Mo Ting replied calmly.

"In addition, Mr. Asa has already booked a table at the restaurant and is waiting for us."

"Then, let's go," Mo Ting replied as he quietly held onto Tanging's right hand.

Tangning's surprised. He thought this man was so busy that he forgot his presence. But, as it turned out, not a moment did he take his eyes off her.

The couple were going to meet American friend Mo Ting. He was a man of mixed ancestry and the same age as Mo Ting. His attitude was carefree and treated life like a game. Of course, he was quite successful, so his production company was quite famous.

However, she was easily tempted by beautiful girls, especially someone with long slender legs like Tangning...

As soon as he saw Tangning enter, he was instantly filled with excitement. Ignoring the business, she directly asked Mo Ting, "Is this your secretary?"

Looking at the look in her eyes, Mo Ting's expression darkened, "You'd better put your eyes somewhere else."

"What's? Is he your bedmate?"

Mo Ting didn't get a chance to reply before Tangning interjected, "Yes, I'm his bedmate and I'll be forever."

"Mistress?"

Mo Ting stopped her from guessing any further as he declared his ownership, "Wife!"

"So, take your stinking eyes off her."

"What kind of wife? Are you married for connection? Don't tell me you want to argue with me about him?"

Mo Ting was stunned for a moment before shaking his head, "There's no need for that. However, I am willing to risk my life."

Mind Translator

Yunyi Yunyi

Hopefully Mo Ting's problem can be solved easily. Rarely see him in trouble...