President Wife is Pretty and Cool

Mo Jinrong returned to the company after going to the hospital.

This was the first time he appeared in the company after leaving for so long and many people were shocked.

When Mo San heard that Mo Jinrong had returned to the company, he hurried over. When he saw Mo Jinrong, tears welled up in his eyes and he pounced on him.

"Young Master! You're finally back."

He hugged Mo Jinrong tightly, tears falling onto his suit.

Mo Jinrong patted his shoulder, his voice gentle.

"Your tears are making my suit wet."

Mo San wiped his tears in amusement. He was too agitated.

He originally thought that Mo Jinrong was dead, but later on, he realized that something was strange.

He had a belief that Mo Jinrong wasn't dead at all and that everything was fake.

"Young Master! I really don't know what I would do if you didn't come back soon. The entire company is counting on you."

Mo San started to cry like a child who did something wrong.

"Aren't I back? Gather all the shareholders for a meeting," Mo Jinrong said.

Mo San wiped his tears and continued speaking, "Young Master! All the shareholders' shares have been transferred and bought. There are no more shareholders in the board of directors."

He handed over the shareholder agreements.

Mo Jinrong picked up the shareholder agreements and smiled.

"It doesn't matter. Call them back. This was signed under forced circumstances, so it probably won't count. The company's funds have been returned, so call them back and we'll discuss the future."

This time, Mo San felt that Mo Jinrong seemed much gentler and wasn't as strict as before.

Mo San looked at his young master. He actually knew how to smile.

This was one of the few smiles he saw from Mo Jinrong.

Soon, the shareholders were gathered in the conference room, waiting for Mo Jinrong to speak with solemn expressions.

"Everyone! I've been gone for so long and Mo Shengli has mistreated you. I'm sorry, but now that the company has become like this, I have an undeniable responsibility. The company's funds have all been returned. Previously, Anran and I transferred the funds, so that's why the company has plummeted. But it was all for the sake of protecting the company. You don't have to worry now that things have stabilized," Mo Jinrong said.

The conference room was deadly silent.

Zhao Jun broke the silence first and stood up, a little embarrassed.

"Boss Mo, we are no longer shareholders and all the shares have been transferred to Mo Shengli. We didn't have a choice, please don't blame us, we were afraid of death. We really didn't have a choice because he was pointing a gun at our heads."

Zhao Jun was an old shareholder. Previously, he had promised firmly that he would live and die with the Mo Corporation, but in reality, he had been slapped in the face with the truth, so he felt a little guilty.

"This is the second thing I wanted to say. Everyone here has experienced great storms and are close friends with the Mo Family. You were forced, so I don't blame you. This contract is invalid and won't have any legal benefits."

Mo Jinrong's words relieved everyone.

In the conference room, everyone smiled brightly.

Zhao Jun spoke again.

"Thank you, Boss Mo. It is our blessing to have such a good president in the Mo Corporation. In the past few days when you weren't around, the Mo Corporation's market was almost snatched away. We have to hurry and recover our original vitality," Zhao Jun said.

"Therefore, this matter will have to rely on the joint efforts of all the shareholders. Our cosmetics, clothes, construction materials, properties, and various other ventures will have to be divided so that we can return to our former positions by the end of the year," Mo Jinrong said.

Everyone present wasn't used to Mo Jinrong's smile.

"Jinrong, you have smiled a lot since you came back. I can tell that you are much happier than before," Zhao Jun said.

Mo Jinrong touched his face in disbelief.

"Really? Was I that serious in the past?"

He smiled and dismissed the meeting.

"Young Master! I have followed your instructions and won't pursue the Qin Family's responsibility, but I don't think Qin Tian will appreciate it. He is a headstrong person."

The moment Mo San finished speaking, Qin Tian appeared.

"Speak of the devil. Boss Qin, why don't we talk in the office?" Mo Jinrong said.

In the office, Mo San gave Qin Tian a cup of tea and left.

"Boss Mo, I'm not here to thank you today. I know you don't want to fight the lawsuit and have returned all the money to me, but don't think that because of this, I will give up on the fight and be grateful to you."

Qin Tian sat on the sofa, looking like Qin Hao.

"I don't need your gratitude. I admit that I was in the wrong previously. I made your sister misunderstand my feelings for her, which led to this. I owe you and Old Master Qin, so I think this can be considered compensation."

Mo Jinrong sat opposite him and the two of them started to talk.

"Compensate? My dad's life, and the fact that my sister was ruined by your uncle? Tell me, how are you going to compensate with this little money?"

There wasn't a trace of excitement in Qin Tian's voice, but it was pleasant.

"Then why are you here today? What can I do to eliminate your hatred for me?"

"My hatred for you will never stop, but I don't want to be like my father. I want to compete with you fairly, so I don't want you to fall into the hands of others. Tan Shilin came to cooperate with me today, hoping to defeat you with my help. I didn't agree.

"I don't want to fall from one abyss into another, so I'm here to remind you that Mo Shengli is hiding in the Tan Family. I think Tan Shilin is being threatened."

Qin Tian analyzed the situation.

"He's in the Tan Family? It seems that some people are overestimating themselves again."

Mo Jinrong had failed once and he definitely wouldn't fail again.

"What do you want to do?"

Qin Tian was very curious about how he would take revenge on his uncle.

"Let's wait and see. Thank you for telling me this today. If you want to participate, I will bring you along," Mo Jinrong said.

"You're thinking too much. I'm not here to help you, I just don't want you to die in someone else's hands."

Qin Tian stood up and left.

After he left, Mo San spoke.

"Young Master, do you have any thoughts?"

"What he wants most now is my life," Mo Jinrong said.

"Young Master, what are you trying to do? You can't be silly again. You know how dangerous this is. How am I going to explain to Old Mrs. Mo if you are in danger again?"

Mo San was afraid that Mo Jinrong's life would be in danger.