Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty Eight Sold

When eating, the old man was always very unnatural, for fear that his wife and son would expose him in front of his precious granddaughter. This kind of lie became a handle for him to be held in his hands, so that the old man did not dare to even eat. Take a breath.

When Chen Yuehong just heard Xuan Xuan say this, although she didn't expose it face to face, she still criticized Han Jun behind her back. If you can't do it, you can't do it. You can't deceive children in order to save face. Any kind of white lie is wrong.

The old man's attitude of admitting mistakes is excellent, so Chen Yuehong didn't say anything more.

At this moment at the dinner table, Han Mo and Chen Yuehong acted as if nothing had happened, so what should they do, they didn't mention it again.

The little guy adored his grandfather in his heart and ate his meals in big mouthfuls.

"Grandpa, when are we going to the playground next time?" Xuan Xuan just swallowed the meat in her mouth and asked the old man with great interest.

Of course, Han Jun wanted to go to the playground with his precious granddaughter, but he was really bad at throwing sandbags and shooting. At that time, he just wanted not to be beaten by Shu Qiang, and wanted to prove to the children that what grandpa could do, grandpa was still the same. It can be done, but I didn't expect that the difference between imagination and reality is so big that it really can't hit one.

Later, Han Jun pondered to himself and quietly rejoiced, thanks to the fact that he didn't hit a single one. In this way, it can be said that there is a reward for not hitting all of them. If only one or two hits are hit, then this is really not good.

Han Jun ate while thinking about it, serving the little guy from time to time.

Han Mo sees all of this in his eyes. No matter how he thinks about it, he thinks that the old man is really funny. It's also because the old man's brain is quick to respond. He can only get the grand prize if he tells the child that he can't hit it. In order to not lose face in front of Xuan Xuan , it is not easy.

At this moment, Han Mo's cell phone rang. You don't need to look at the cell phone number, you can tell it's Meng Si's call just by listening to the voice.

Han Mo had been calling Meng Si before, but he turned off the phone, but this time he called back, and Han Mo answered the phone.

This time, Meng Si didn't like every time, the first sentence he opened his mouth was "Little Momo".

Instead, he said very seriously, "Are you free now? It's convenient to come out and chat."

If Meng Si had spoken in an indifferent tone before, Han Mo would not have ignored him so late.

Through his voice, Han Mo knew that something really happened to Meng Si, and without saying much, he agreed to Meng Si, and the two agreed on a location.

The two hung up the phone and went out, so they met soon after.

Between the two of Meng Si, holding a cigarette, they sat on the booth of the bar, thoughtful.

This is the first time that Han Mo has seen Meng Si smoking. It used to be Peng Ye smoking. Meng Si kept saying that smoking is harmful to health. At this moment, seeing Meng Si smoking, Han Mo was a little surprised.

Han Mo walked over slowly and sat beside Meng Si without speaking.

"coming."

"Um."

Just two short words, Meng Si fell into silence, this very normal opening, compared with the unusual words of Meng Si before, made people sound a little uncomfortable.

Han Mo knew that Meng Si must have something to do this, and it was still a very important thing.

"What do you say people live for?" Meng Si said suddenly.

Han Mo was stunned for a moment. If it wasn't for the fact that his appearance had not changed, he wouldn't have believed that the person sitting with him today was Meng Si, who usually said nothing reliable.

Han Mo had thought about Meng Si's question before, but he was asking himself, and Han Mo didn't think too much, "No one else knows, I just want to make life better for the important people around me."

The bar was very dark, so I couldn't see Meng Si's expression, only the red tip of a cigarette between his two fingers could be seen.

Meng Si never sucked, just held it, "I didn't know why I was alive before, but when the person who would never leave me, would always fight with me to the end, and always aim to win her by arguing really left me, At that moment I suddenly realized that I would never see her again,

No one will ever quarrel with me, and I know that, in fact, the meaning of my life is so simple. "

Han Mo knew who she was talking about in Meng Si's mouth, but he didn't know what happened to them. He knew that Peng Ye's request from Sichen Media was to get equity.

Originally, this was nothing, many famous artists and agents had equity in their companies, but Meng Si's attitude of not giving him was a bit surprising to Han Mo.

"What's wrong with you?" Han Mo asked after thinking for a while.

Meng Si fell into his own world, and suddenly took a deep breath, "I just learned today what is the most important thing to me, and many things are not worth mentioning."

"I figured it out? Did you decide to give Peng Ye some equity? In fact, her demands are not too much, there are many..." Han Mo had not finished his words.

"I decided to sell Sichen Media."

Han Mo was stunned and couldn't believe his ears. Sichen Media was the lifeblood of Meng Si. From nothing to having this one of the best media companies in the northern capital, only Meng Si knew how much money had been paid.

Sell?

Han Mo said calmly, "I'll just pretend you didn't say anything."

"I'm not impulsive, Han Mo, you buy the company, I only need 10% of the equity, I will keep it for my thoughts, and I will sell the rest to you."

It was not until Meng Si said these words seriously that Han Mo knew that he was not joking, and what he said just now was true.

"At that time, I really thought that person was Peng Ye, my brain was blank, my body was paralyzed, and I didn't even have the strength to take a step forward. I was really scared, and finally I slumped on the ground. One thought, as long as Peng Ye can be resurrected, I can do anything, and I can do nothing."

"Do you know how happy I was when she suddenly appeared behind my back and kicked me hard? Do you know how much I wished she would scold me like this for the rest of her life when she scolds me?"

Meng Si didn't know how important Peng Ye was to him before, until he thought he would lose Peng Ye forever, and at that moment, he didn't know what he really wanted.

"After selling Sichen, what are your plans?" Han Mo did not persuade Meng Si, because he knew that this decision was the result of careful consideration.

"Go around, and then maybe find an island, go fishing every day, and bask in the sun."

Han Mo smiled.

Meng Si also laughed.

In fact, at the same time, Peng Ye also went to Shu Ya's house and said goodbye after doing similar things to Han Mo.

"In the future, no matter what you have, as long as you tell my sister, she will fly back to help you immediately. If that kid Han Mo bullies you, my sister will send you ten pounds of blades first."

Shu Ya nodded, smiling and wiping away her tears.