Chapter 950 Xianhui screwed up 1

Si Mingjing was in the wrong and couldn't explain clearly, so he could only analyze calmly: "What is the identity of Miss Fei? Don't you find it strange? She has such a letter of commitment, why didn't she show it when you became the crown prince?" ? Why didn’t you post it during the five years when I disappeared? Why didn’t you even post it in public? The timing she chose didn’t have any advantage for her.

  Mo Yinhe saw her seriously thinking, and asked her with a teasing sneer: "You want to know why?"

  Si Mingjing nodded.

  Mo Yinhe took out an excitement from the third drawer under the desk, and handed it to her: "Look for yourself."

  Si Mingjing didn't know why, so after opening the envelope, he found several letters of commitment.

  The content of each letter of commitment is quite different from Miss Fei's, and the handwriting is also the same: "This..."

   Si Mingjing covered his face with his hands, in disbelief: "I spilled all these?"

   "What do you think?" Mo Yinhe looked condescendingly at her depressed face, and smiled: "Si Mingjing, do you think this is your first offense?"

  Si Mingjing wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in, and his momentum gradually weakened. He said depressedly: "So, you all know that I am a habitual offender, so why are you angry? Shouldn't you be used to it long ago and handle it with ease?"

  Si Mingjing wants to destroy the evidence and tear up those **** promises.

   Being able to write so much, it can be seen that when she wrote it, she wrote it as a piece of waste paper, but before the action of tearing it up was put into action, it was taken away by Mo Yinhe.

  Even the one sent by Fei Yan, Mo Yinhe stuffed it all back into the envelope.

  Then walked to the safe drawer in the middle of the entire row of floor-to-ceiling bookshelves, opened the treasure chest drawer, and put the envelope in it. It seems that you still want to treasure it?

  Si Mingjing was speechless, and asked, "Why are you keeping these?"

  Mo Yinhe was silent.

  Si Mingjing couldn't help but said in his heart: Dog man, grab my pigtails, you want to pinch me!

   Get the password another day, and then destroy all of them, and there will be no one left.

   "Although... But, you still didn't tell me, why did Miss Feiyan come up with a letter of promise and asked me to honor it? Is someone instigating her behind her back, or is she something else?"

  No matter what you do, there is always a motive behind it. What is Miss Fei's motive?

"Check it out yourself." Mo Yinhe came back, sat on the exclusive seat, crossed his long legs, looked at him leisurely, pulled her into his arms again, and said, "In short, my good mood today is all because of you." The scumbag who was looking for a concubine for your husband is ruined, how can you compensate me?"

Si Mingjing pretended to be stupid and was stupefied: "You should go to Bai Jiusi to settle the score, you go to her, not me. I'm still depressed, why didn't I read the almanac when I went out today? I just signed a loss-making deal with the purchasing department of country A, and I haven't seen it yet. If you slow down, you will be tricked into killing your rotten peach blossoms."

  Mo Yinhe laughed angrily: "Did I provoke the rotten peach blossoms?"

"Otherwise could it be me?" Si Mingjing opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Isn't it because you are so handsome that people miss you? Otherwise, if I just write a letter of commitment, why would Miss Fei be willing to be a child? I believe that since you are The letter of commitment I wrote must have taken advantage of Miss Fei! Do the math carefully, isn't it you?"

  Mo Yinhe: "..."

  Confucius is right, but women and villains are difficult to raise.

   But seeing her depressed look, Mo Yinhe couldn't bear it.

Knowing that those letters of commitment were all for her to deceive others, and the purpose was still for him to ascend to the crown prince, now it is really not graceful to settle accounts after Qiuhou, Mo Yinhe softened her tone and hugged her in her arms: "The contract with country A, How much money did you lose, and my husband will pay you back?"

  She said: "That would be a big loss!"

   In fact, there is no loss, just earn less.

   Earn less = lose, nothing wrong.

  Mo Yinhe found a document on the table and handed it to her: "How about this supply?"

"What's this?"

  She flipped through it and looked at it. It was the contract for the Atlantis country to purchase depression drugs to be included in the medical insurance. The focus was on the purchase price of the contract, which was blank.

  Mo Yinhe handed her the pen and said, "Fill in whatever you want."

  Si Mingjing smiled: "How embarrassing?"

  Mo Yinhe is flying and dancing, write down a few words: Daily sales price X10

  Si Mingjing's eyes widened, and he asked guiltily, "Could it be too much?"

  Mo Yinhe said with a smile: "The left hand is turned into the right hand, and public funds are converted into private funds. Anyway, I am not losing money."

  Si Mingjing chuckled, saying that she suddenly felt no guilt at all.

  Procurement is state funds, which belong to public funds, and when it ends up in her pocket, it is equal to his pocket.

  Si Mingjing held a signature pen, signed the contract without further ado, and said in a good mood, "What's for dinner?"

"you do?"

  Mo Yinhe still has a meeting in the evening, and I'm afraid it will last all night tonight.

   "Me?" Si Mingjing rubbed his nose, feeling that this was a daunting task, but she just got a free money contract from Mo Yinhe, with a letter of commitment in front, it seems that she really needs to coax her husband?

  Her husband coaxed her, she should reciprocate.

   "Okay, I'll do it, what do you want to eat?"

  Mo Yinhe thought to herself what could she do?

  After much deliberation, I said something simple: "Let's cook the noodles, I'm tired of eating big fish and meat every day, and I haven't digested much at lunch, so get something light. I have a meeting at night, and I'm going to stay overnight, just eat a little."

   While talking, Feng Jue, who kept shrinking his sense of presence, reminded: "Your Excellency, there are still three minutes to start the meeting."

  I couldn't help but add another sentence: Your Excellency, I'm afraid you forgot that you haven't eaten lunch yet? How could it not be digested yet? You only ate breakfast, you have digested it already, okay?

  After Mo Yinhe went to the meeting, Feng Jue couldn't help making a small report, saying: "Crown Princess, you are so busy at noon that you don't have time to eat at all, why don't you prepare more in the evening?"

  Si Mingjing was surprised: "Why are you so busy?"

   "Your Excellency has been following the Crown Princess for the past few months, and you are in the mainland of Mu. Many things that require him to come to the scene in person to deal with it have been delayed, so...you understand?"

  Si Mingjing frowned and asked, "Where is the kitchen?"

   Feng Jue took Si Mingjing to the small kitchen on the third floor of the office. Many employees would choose to eat in the cafeteria at noon, but it was three o'clock in the afternoon, and there was no one in the cafeteria, nor in the kitchen. Everyone was resting.

  Si Mingjing walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and saw that there were plenty of ingredients in the refrigerator.

  She has limited cooking skills, and Mo Yinhe didn't eat, so it's important to get him a lunch mat first.

   Still... boiled noodles!

  She saw the sauce beef, and the rich frozen fish soup, which is very suitable for making noodle soup.

  Twenty minutes later, the door of the meeting room was pushed open, and Si Mingjing walked in grandly with a bowl of noodles.

  (end of this chapter)