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Murong Lian heard some noise outside the office and stepped out to see what was happening. With her extensive experience in reading people, she immediately recognized that Meng Zong and Mo Ming shared a special relationship, so she walked over with a smile.
"Mo Ming, who is this gentleman?"
"Um, he is my master, Meng Zong." As Mo Ming saw Murong Lian approaching, he introduced them to each other: "Master, this is Murong Lian, the head of this company."
"Ah, you didn't tell me your master was coming!" Murong Lian playfully scolded Mo Ming with a glance, then turned to Meng Zong and smiled, "I'm sorry, Mo Ming didn't inform me that you would be here today. I hope you won't hold it against him."
"This isn't Mo Ming's fault; I just happened to stop by to take a look and didn't notify him either." Meng Zong had keen insight; from their words and actions, he understood the situation and couldn't help but scrutinize Murong Lian closely. He found that compared to Han Xue, Murong Lian's demeanor and appearance were even more impressive.
Murong Lian felt like she was being examined by an old matron, feeling somewhat uncomfortable with her cheeks slightly flushed. However, she maintained her composure and smiled lightly at Meng Zong, saying, "Master, is there something wrong with me?"
"No, you're wonderful! Haha, with both beauty and grace, it's no wonder that this rascal Mo Ming is so smitten with you. Your name is Murong Lian, right? Since you are Mo Ming's wife, I will call you Lian'er from now on." Meng Zong nodded in satisfaction.
Upon hearing Meng Zong's words, Murong Lian's face turned even redder as if it could drip water. Her eyes and mouth were filled with smiles as she nodded slightly and said, "Alright, Master, you can call me Lian'er."
"Hahaha, very good!" Meng Zong laughed heartily, feeling genuinely pleased. He had no children of his own and was sincerely happy for Mo Ming to have such a beautiful wife.
Seeing Meng Zong so happy made Mo Ming smile as well. He turned to Murong Lian and said, "Lian Lian, are you ready to leave work? After we finish here, let's invite Yuan and Qianqian to join us for dinner."
"Yes, there's nothing else for me to do here now; I can leave right away. You stay with Master for now; I'll go call Yuan'er over." After saying this, Murong Lian headed straight for Lin Yuan'er's office.
"Great job finding such a wonderful wife, Mo Ming! I'm very pleased!" Meng Zong repeatedly nodded in approval of his granddaughter-in-law Murong Lian. Then he looked at Qiu Lan affectionately and said, "Lan'er, you probably don't have much to do either? Come along with us for dinner."
"I still have some things left to finish..." Qiu Lan pouted.
"Since Master asked you to join us for dinner, don't worry about it. Just talk nicely with President Mu; she'll agree. Hurry up and pack your things; we'll be leaving soon." Mo Ming chuckled as he watched Qiu Lan's conflicted expression.
"Hehe, alright! I'll go tidy up my things right now; it won't take long. Master, please sit tight." Qiu Lan smiled as if she had been granted a reprieve. After saying this to Meng Zong, she hurried back to her cubicle to organize her documents.
Before long, Murong Lian and Lin Yuan'er came out. Murong Lian had roughly informed Lin Yuan'er about Meng Zong's situation, and Lin Yuan'er was not particularly surprised. As soon as they stepped outside, she obediently called out, "Hello, Master."
"Ah, good, good! Another lovely girl! Mo Ming, you really have no shortage of fortune with the ladies," Meng Zong said as he looked up and down at her. Suddenly recalling something, he seemed a bit surprised and said, "Lin Yuan'er... isn't she the girl from the Korean Lin Family?"
"Yes, Master. I didn't expect you to know about me!" Lin Yuan'er felt a bit flattered. She smiled at the thought that this kind-hearted elder had heard of her despite them never having met before, and she glanced at Mo Ming.
"Of course I know! That rascal Mo Ming has mentioned you quite a bit. Hmm, you are indeed beautiful. Previously, that fool Mo Ming hid away for so long. Tsk tsk, in the end, didn't he still fall into the gentle embrace?" Meng Zong scoffed as he looked at Mo Ming.
Seeing his master bringing up old matters, Mo Ming quickly pretended to cough a few times and said, "Master, there's no need to bring up those old stories. Let's head to the hotel now and pick up Qianqian on the way."
"The last girl is named Qianqian, right? Just hearing her name sounds lovely. Mo Ming, you better treat them well; otherwise, I won't spare you!" Meng Zong began to defend his future granddaughter-in-law after such a short time together, showing just how pleased he was with the situation.
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After picking up Jun Qianqian, Mo Ming immediately asked Li Xiulan, the manager of Phoenix Grand Hotel, to make arrangements. Upon receiving the call, Li Xiulan did not dare to be negligent and carefully prepared everything. As soon as Mo Ming and the others arrived, the dishes were served immediately.
"Li Xiulan really does a great job; the timing is just perfect," Mo Ming said as he looked at the table full of fine food and wine, nodding in satisfaction. He then said to Meng Zong, "Master, these are all your favorites. If they don't suit your taste, I'll have them remade right away!"
Meng Zong smiled kindly and waved his hand. "No need for that. I'm happy today; even plain rice would taste good to me. Mo Ming, this hotel is now mostly ours, right?"
"Yes," Mo Ming nodded.
This left Qiu Lan beside them dumbfounded. In fact, she didn't know much about Mo Ming aside from his romantic affairs and his prowess in stock trading; she had no idea that this hotel was now under his control as the largest and most upscale establishment in Nanhua City.
"Mo Ming, now I understand why President Mu and the others have been swayed by you; it turns out you're so capable!" Qiu Lan swallowed hard, slightly astonished.
"Yes, surprised? But there's no need to envy. If you can learn even fifty percent of my master's skills, I tell you, it wouldn't be hard for you to own a hotel like this in your lifetime!" Mo Ming laughed heartily.
"Hmph, who said I only need to learn five parts of my master's skills? As the saying goes, a famous master produces outstanding disciples. Since I am the renowned apprentice of Midas Touch, I should have at least eighty percent of his skills to avoid embarrassing him!" Qiu Lan said proudly while holding Meng Zong's arm. She was both surprised and delighted to learn that Meng Zong was the legendary figure Midas Touch in the stock market.
Some people may live their lives without ever encountering someone as significant as Meng Zong, but she had met him. How could this not make Qiu Lan feel happy?
"This little girl is really sharp-tongued and quite endearing. Lian'er, since she has become my disciple, I will keep her by my side and teach her well. In that case, she can resign from her position at the company," Meng Zong said affectionately as he glanced at Qiu Lan, immediately addressing Murong Lian.
While at the company, Meng Zong had already taken a liking to this talkative girl. Later, on their way here, when he learned that Qiu Lan's parents were no longer around, perhaps out of shared sympathy, Meng Zong felt even more affection for her since he had no children of his own.
Meng Zong was Mo Ming's master; Murong Lian was eager to please and dared not refuse the elder. She smiled and said, "If she wants to resign, then let her! This little girl is truly fortunate to be able to follow you as her master."
After saying that, Murong Lian turned to Qiu Lan with great concern and said, "Qiu Lan, you must learn well from your master. We are now family; if you encounter any difficulties, don't forget to let us know."
"Okay, thank you, President Mu!" Qiu Lan replied sweetly.
Murong Lian shot a glance at Qiu Lan and said, "Since we are all family now, there's no need for all this 'President Mu' business. It sounds so distant; just call me Sister Lian."
"Mm-hmm, Sister Lian!" Qiu Lan nodded happily. It seemed she hadn't felt such warm familial affection in a long time; her eyes nearly brimmed with joy. "You are all so kind. Ever since my parents passed away, I haven't felt this kind of familial warmth."
"Little girl, dry your tears. From today on, we are all your family! If anyone dares to bully you, just tell your brother—I promise to make sure they have a hard time," Mo Ming said with a cheerful smile upon seeing how adorable Qiu Lan looked.
Qiu Lan pursed her lips and nodded.
"Alright now, let's not just talk without eating; the food is getting cold! Let's eat while we chat!" Jun Qianqian said as she placed a piece of meat into Meng Zong's bowl. "Master, this is Dongpo Pork; even Su Dongpo loved it. You should eat more."
"Okay, okay! Everyone hurry up and eat," Meng Zong replied. This lonely elder had not experienced such a lively atmosphere in a long time; his smile never faded as he thought of his unfortunate grandson and son who had passed away.
After dinner, everyone chatted casually until late at night. Mo Ming arranged for Meng Zong to have a presidential suite and then took the four women back to their respective homes.
Originally, Mo Ming planned to stay at Murong Lian's house. Just as the atmosphere was getting right and he was preparing to start an earth-shattering battle, Meng Zong called, asking Mo Ming to come to the hotel.
Mo Ming knew that Meng Zong must have something important to discuss at this hour, so he didn’t dare delay. He suppressed his inner turmoil, got dressed quickly, and rushed over.
“Ha ha, I’m not interrupting anything good, am I?” Meng Zong chuckled upon hearing Mo Ming's heavy breathing on the phone, realizing what Mo Ming was likely up to. Seeing Mo Ming’s gloomy expression, he couldn’t help but tease him.
Mo Ming rolled his eyes at the old man Meng Zong and shifted the topic. “Master, didn’t you say you had something to discuss with me? I know you wouldn’t call me at this hour unless it was important.”
“Yeah, there are indeed some matters to talk about. However, with so many young ladies around today, it’s not convenient for me to tell you,” Meng Zong nodded, his expression gradually becoming serious. “Today, Feng Tianshu told me something significant. He suspects that his mysterious opponent might be his brother, Feng Tianyi!”
“Ha ha, the Feng Family is large and powerful; it’s not surprising for brothers to turn against each other,” Mo Ming replied with a slight smile. “What I think would shock you even more is something else.”
“Good lad! No wonder you’re my Meng Zong’s disciple; your analysis is quite sharp. That’s right, Feng Tianshu also told me that with Feng Tianyi’s abilities, he wouldn’t be able to deal with him. Given how aggressive the opponent is now, Feng Tianshu believes that Feng Tianyi must have someone backing him secretly!” Meng Zong narrowed his eyes slightly.
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