Chapter 162 Goal Achieved
"You better be." He didn't even bother to open his eyes.
"But Huo Qichen, are you really sincere to her?" Qiao Xia asked a serious question.
He pulled his lips, "Don't you think so?"
She just narrowed her eyes.
Someone was wearing Bluetooth headphones and reporting the progress of the scene in real time.
"My wife is here today as the project implementer."
"After one live broadcast, the total transaction volume was 35.6 billion yuan, and the capital flow was completely sufficient."
"That apartment was sold in ten seconds, which was beyond imagination."
Hearing this, Huo Qichen lazily lifted his eyelids and said, "The goal has been achieved. You can leave now."
As soon as these words came out, Qiao Xia glanced at the time, frowned and asked, "So soon?"
He didn't say anything.
She didn't believe it, but facing her son's ruthless behavior, she had to believe it. She stood up and said two words before leaving, "Thank you."
Qiao Xia has successfully entered the domestic market, and she will do more and broader things.
The headphones are still reading.
"My wife and others were interviewed by reporters and were asked about the public opinion surrounding Huo's previous construction site. She perfectly resolved it."
Huo Qichen was absent-minded and didn't take it to heart. He took off his headphones and sat there in a daze.
An unknown amount of time passed before it got dark. Outside, dark clouds gathered and a storm was about to come. His cell phone on the table kept vibrating.
He came back to his senses and saw that the caller was Jian Mo. He rubbed his brows and answered the phone, "What's wrong?"
"...It hurts." A weak and aggrieved voice came into his ears.
Huo Qichen's expression suddenly changed and became very ugly.
The road conditions were bad today, he was stuck on the road, and suddenly it started to rain heavily.
The atmosphere in the car dropped to freezing point, and the driver didn't even dare to look at the man in the back seat.
Huo Qichen had a gloomy face and told Ju Ma some precautions on the phone.
The secretary then called the Haicheng Traffic Brigade and gave a brief explanation. Traffic police soon arrived and the traffic was cleared.
They arrived at Mingyuan smoothly, and were greeted by servants holding umbrellas. The man didn't even look at them and walked straight into the rain, striding in two or three steps.
The target is clear – the master bedroom.
"How could you get hurt at home?" The tone was clearly reproachful, but the bystanders felt pity when they heard it.
Jian Mo was forced to lie on the bed, her foot bandaged, making it impossible to tell the depth of the wound. Her expression remained the same, and she felt even more embarrassed when she saw Huo Qichen.
Huo Qichen picked up Jian Mo by the waist and asked her to sit on him to check the foot. His eyes and eyebrows clearly showed his anxiety and heartache. "Why is it still swollen?"
The family doctor put away the equipment and explained, "The swelling is because Mrs. Huo stood in high heels for too long. It's not a big problem and will heal soon."
The man looked at Jian Mo with a dark and incomprehensible look in his eyes.
Jian Mo subconsciously looked away, "It's going to be broadcast today, I'm watching it live, there's nothing I can do."
Mother Ju bowed slightly and blamed herself, saying, "Madam broke a cup and didn't clean up the residue on the floor. It was my negligence. I accept the punishment."
Jian Mo nestled in Huo Qichen's arms and said, "It was my own fault for not paying attention."
Huo Qichen didn't even look at Ju Ma. His tone wasn't harsh, but it seemed like he had reached his limit: "If you do it again, you will resign."
"……yes."
Then he took everyone in the room away, leaving Huo Qichen and Jian Mo alone.
The atmosphere changed instantly.
There was a roar of wind and rain outside. She pressed herself against his chest and could hear the strong beating of his heart, which only added to the ambiguity.
There were still beads of water on his hair.
The body temperatures connected and it quickly became warm.
Jian Mo stepped back, avoiding his gaze, and rolled onto the bed on the inside. Huo Qi Chen did not stop her, but subconsciously protected her injuries.
Jian Mo turned her back to him and muttered softly, "I want to take a nap."
Huo Qi Chen left the bedroom, leaving her some private space.
He sat on the leather sofa, smoking. The nicotine entered his lungs, which had a calming effect but also brought about a slight sour feeling.
He hasn't felt this kind of emotion in many years.
Over the years, he rose to power step by step, using all his tricks, fighting with others, and being ruthless. However, even though he was praised by thousands of people and had wealth that he could not spend in eight lifetimes, he did not have the slightest happiness.
My heart is always empty and has nowhere to go.
Now, it seems.
Jian Mo had a foot injury and couldn't go out, so Huo Qi Chen drove her personally and took her to the villa where they had stayed last time for a short stay.
The peach seedlings planted after the Lunar New Year showed signs of survival, which must have been due to the gardener he hired to take care of them. The branches were sprouting small leaves, tender and full of vitality.
Jian Mo squatted down and looked at her in the light, and he caught her smile.
In the living room, when Huo Qichen came over with the food, Jian Mo happened to click on a video of herself being interviewed. It was at the scene after the live broadcast. She was wearing a simple white sweater and looked very energetic.
In fact, she is very photogenic, and at this moment she is a little glad that she did not show any timidity.
The reporter finally asked about the news about the Huo's construction site in recent days. She was silent for a moment in front of the camera, her voice fluctuating.
"I once read Leonhard Bonnard's The Crowd, in which there is a passage that says, 'The masses have never thirsted for the truth; they turn a blind eye to evidence that does not suit their taste. If fallacies are tempting to them, they would rather worship fallacies. Whoever provides them with illusions can become their master, and whoever destroys their illusions will become their victim.'"
This passage is used to slap the faces of those people who follow public opinion.
Huo Qichen handed her the spoon and smiled slightly. "Walter also said that for some listeners, the same report will not sound the same. Because they don't have the same experience, everyone's understanding is different. Everyone will understand it in their own way and let their emotions seep into it."
It has the same effect as what she said, and they are in perfect harmony.
Fortunately, she also understood: "Public opinion studies?"
Huo Qichen remained silent.
Because they are aboveboard and not afraid of rumors, they do not back down. This is exactly why Huo Qichen supports Jian Mo's appearance.
The video wasn't finished yet, and after casually chatting about Huo's operations, the reporter turned the topic back to the news: "So, Director Jian, what do you have to say about the recent scandals surrounding your CEO Huo?"
Jian Mo's lips were immediately burned by the soup, and she subconsciously looked at the man sitting opposite her. His eyes were sparkling.
She reached out to turn off the video, but was a step too late. The person in the video had already uttered a sentence smoothly: "I believe in Mr. Huo's choice. He is a very wise man."
It was very clear that she stood on his side and her position was Huo Qi Chen.
Many comments were posted: "If nothing else, I feel that Jian Mo is so confident! I like her so much!"
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In front of the computer, when Jian Mo raised her eyes again, Huo Qi Chen was looking at her with a smile.
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