President Mo: Need to Work Hard

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After hearing these words, An Zihao's eyes grew big and reddened in anger. He then grabbed Lan Xi and asked with gritted teeth, "Yun Xin is dead, can't you let go of the dead?"

"I don't even care about the living, why do I care about the dead?" Lan Xi laughed lightly as she looked at him with her dewy eyes, "An Zihao, we have been friends for many years; we are people who are friends, how can you help Tangning? What benefits has Tangning given you? Is it really worth it to let go of our friendship?"

"Tangning doesn't give me any special advantage. Unlike you, he can't give me the luxury of fame and fortune, but...Lan Xi, in front of Tangning, I feel human. At least he doesn't constantly try to threaten me..."

After expressing his thoughts, An Zihao loosened his grip and sneered, "So, never mention the word 'friend' in front of me - it makes me sick."

As Lan Xi was pushed away, her heart suffered a blow, "I know I made you feel pain, but have you ever considered how difficult my position is?"

"Tangning is harder than you. At least you don't have to deal with a boss who's as bad as you..." Seeing Lan Xi remain silent, An Zihao did not want to continue arguing with her, "I can hand over my resignation, but ... if you want me to guarantee that you're innocent about the tape - no way."

"If you want to see Yun Xin being scolded by netizens even after her death, then you can give it a try!"

An Zihao glared at Lan Xi, it took all the strength in her body to resist the urge to slap her face. In the end, he simply nodded, "Okay, I'll help you. What do you want me to do?"

"Have a press conference, clarifying this entire incident has nothing to do with me and let everyone know that you made the recording by stringing up the words!"

An Zihao stared helplessly as Lan Xi turned her back. Clearly he wanted him to lose all his standing and reputation as soon as he left Cheng Tian.

He had already gotten to this point, did it make any difference whether he was to blame or not?

"Alright," An Zihao replied straightforwardly. However, when he turned to leave, he added, "You better not regret it."

Lan Xi did not turn around. He maintained his pride as CEO as he snorted insultingly. He assumed, with Yun Xin's reputation below the line, An Zihao would not be able to play any tricks.

After leaving the office, An Zihao did not tell anyone about his conversation with Lan Xi. He went to Yun Xin's tomb alone and sat quietly beside her tombstone all day.

"Yun Xin's...Why don't you take me with you?"

...

By this time, it had already reached a night in London. Tangning did not receive any updates from An Zihao and felt a little anxious. Regarding Cheng Tian, there was not much he could do for Lu Che. Not to mention, Hai Rui had enough on their plate.

In the absence of An Zihao, Long Jie was as busy as ever. But there were certain things that took him longer to do; in particular, anything with English. He doesn't understand many professional terms.

"Tangning..."

"Let me see," Tangning grabbed onto the laptop and looked at the note An Zihao wrote. "This is an invalid contract, we've already rejected it."

"Aargh, if only I had known earlier! I've spent a few hours trying to translate it."

After dealing with Hai Rui's matter, Mo Ting walked out of the study room. Seeing the stressed expressions on the faces of the two women, he took the laptop out of Tangning's hands. However, this was what Tangning expected she wouldn't do, so her mood further decreased.

After seeing all of Tangning's emails, Mo Ting prioritized all of the work-related emails Tangning was about to take next. Due to the success of JK's show, it seemed Tangning needed to stay in London longer; she had received several runway offers from major brands.

"Ting, I want to make a quick trip back to Beijing," Tangning asked.

Mo Ting knew he was worried about his friend. Until the situation with An Zihao reached a satisfactory conclusion, there was no way he could focus on work. So, he nodded his head, "I'll ask someone to arrange your flight and reschedule your work for 2 days later."

At this time, the new manager sent by Lan Xi, called Long Jie. Long Jie reluctantly picked up the phone. Unexpectedly, the manager was even more excited than him when he exploded in anger, "What are you doing as an assistant? Why is your model in a hotel room not regulated by an agency?"

"Where are you right now?"

"It's midnight, why don't you go back to the hotel? Are you crazy?"

From his voice, the manager had appeared at the hotel to find no one around.

Long Jie wanted to respond, but no words came out. He simply stared blankly at Tangning.

"Are you stupid? Speak ..."

Tangning suddenly grabbed the phone from Long Jie's hand and replied, "You're fired."

"Who are you, how dare you fire me?"

"Tangning!"

The manager originally thought she was talking to Long Jie, but now that she realized it was Tangning, her attitude completely changed as she spoke in a flattering tone, "Sorry, Ning Jie. 1 I can't find you guys, so I'm a little impatient."

"I'm sorry too. You just insulted my assistant, so please never show up in front of me. If Lan Xi asks, tell her, even if she packs a bag of trash like a manager, it's still trash."

After speaking, Tangning hung up the phone and returned it to Long Jie.

That night, the three of them left for the airport. With her popularity from the JK show, Tangning had to be extra careful. As their car drove out of the plantation, Hua Rong's reporter did not take a single clear photo. In fact, he did not even manage to take a picture of the back of the car.

It was only after they boarded the plane that Tangning finally found out about the article Luo Hao had released about her flirting with male models a few days ago. So, something like this really happened.

Everyone kept it a secret from her and Mo Ting had even spent a lot of money to make Lan Xi humiliated at the top of the search rankings.

"You don't have to do this, really."

"I can't just see you being humiliated ..." Mo Ting replied in a serious tone as he wrapped his arms around her.

Tangning fell silent. She simply braided her fingers with her fingers and gently placed a kiss on the back of her hand.

The reporter from Hua Rong once again missed the right moment to take a photo. But, did he really catch nothing?

After a flight of nearly 10 hours, Tangning and Long Jie walked out of the airport quietly. Not long after, a preview appeared on the airport screen: An Zihao from Cheng Tian Entertainment will be holding a press conference ...

Tangning was sure Lan Xi wanted to blame An Zihao.

He understood what it was like to be treated like this.

But, at this moment, Lan Xi did not know ... Tangning has returned.