504 Snatched Midway
“Alright.” When Fu Ying saw Mo Rao’s aggrieved expression, he said helplessly, “Hurry home and rest. It’s too late. Good night.”
Mo Rao didn’t expect Fu Ying to stop arguing with her. This made her feel like she had punched cotton.
She took a deep breath and turned to go home. After the door closed, Fu Ying also returned to his home.
Mo Rao hated the feeling of being sandwiched between two men. Moreover, these two men were both stubborn and persistent.
She wanted to take a shower and rest, but her phone rang.
It was Jiayi’s secretary, Zhao Ying.
“President Mo, I’m sorry to disturb your rest so late at night.” Zhao Ying sounded was hurried, as if she had encountered something big. “There’s a problem with the company. A big business deal was stopped by the Shen family.”
Mo Rao frowned slightly—it was the Shen family again.
“Didn’t we discuss the Spring Fashion Week’s catering previously? In the end, the Shen family used some method to make a plan that was extremely similar to ours and handed it to Fashion Week in advance, so Fashion Week plans to sign a contract with them.” Zhao Ying continued when she saw that Mo Rao didn’t speak.
Spring Fashion Week was a project that Mo Rao was very interested in. She knew the importance of this fashion week in the entertainment and fashion circles very well. Usually, Jiayi wouldn’t have the chance to organize such a large event. However, ever since Mo Rao took over, the organizers of Fashion Week had also seen Mo Rao’s popularity and resources. After the new issue of the magazine was released, Mo Rao struck while the iron was hot and found the organizer to negotiate.
Mo Rao thought that there would definitely be no problems, so she handed this matter to the team she trusted in Jiayi.
But who knew that the opportunity would be snatched away halfway?
“Don’t be anxious. The Shen Corporation got our plan because someone in our company leaked it. I don’t believe there’s such a coincidence.” Mo Rao tried her best to calm down and said, “As for the organizers, I’ll talk to them again. As for the company, I’ll get someone to secretly investigate and see who’s secretly colluding with the Shen Corporation.”
After hearing Mo Rao’s words, Zhao Ying calmed down a little. She promised, “Okay, I will find someone to ask.”
This call completely disrupted Mo Rao’s plan. She could only endure her fatigue and walk to Mo Yuan’s door before knocking.
“It’s already so late. What’s wrong?” Mo Yuan opened the door and asked with concern when he saw Mo Rao’s tired expression.
“Brother, can you help me get someone to investigate something? There’s a problem with Jiayi.” Mo Rao told Mo Yuan the whole story.
Mo Yuan frowned. “I guess Wang Xiao is secretly causing trouble. He definitely doesn’t want you to make Jiayi better and better. This way, he will lose his status.”
“Of course I guessed that it was most likely him, but I need evidence.” Mo Rao had already expected such a thing to happen.
“Don’t worry, I’ll get someone to investigate. In addition, I’ll talk to the organizers of Fashion Week with you,” Mo Yuan said.
Mo Rao shook her head and said with a smile, “I’ll go myself. I have to manage the company now. I have to be independent.”
Mo Yuan saw that Mo Rao wanted to go alone, so he didn’t insist and agreed. “Alright, make an appointment with them if you have time in the next few days.”
Before the filming of the variety show was even completed, a problem arose in Jiayi. Mo Rao felt exasperated.
The next day, Mo Rao went to film the variety show as usual and had already arranged to have dinner with the organizers of Fashion Week.
The day’s variety show went smoothly, but Mo Rao didn’t expect Tong Yue to visit.
Ever since the filming of ‘Butterfly Fragrance’ ended, Mo Rao had not seen Tong Yue.
The moment Tong Yue saw Mo Rao, she waved at her happily.
Because they were recording, Mo Rao couldn’t respond and could only smile at her.
When Xiao Yan also saw Tong Yue and smiled at her, Tong Yue’s heart fluttered.
After this recording ended, Mo Rao immediately ran to Tong Yue and asked with a surprised expression. “Why are you here?”
Tong Yue hugged Mo Rao’s arm and said coquettishly, “I miss you.”