House Dad’s Literary Life

At the San Francisco International Airport in California, Mo Xiaojuan, wearing sunglasses, sat in the chair in the waiting room outside. The skirt with a hip was exposed with a long leg. Although it was the face of a yellow man, this hot figure was proud. The temperament, that is also the idea that attracted a lot of people.

"Xiao Juan sister, Xiao Ai sister said, now there is media exposure that Yang has started to beat reporters." The assistant next to him took the phone and came over.

I have to say here that in addition to his own secretary, Mo Xiaojuan also has several assistants with him. It is not that she is bigger than Yang Lan and Murphy, but these assistants were originally configured for Yang Lan and Murphy. There are makeup artists, hair stylists, life assistants, etc.!

However, Yang Lan and Murphy are quite wonderful. They don't like to carry a large group of people with them. Even if they go out to record programs, they also prefer the family to be alone. At most, they call Mo Xiaojuan so that the target is also small.

Therefore, Mo Xiaojuan can only bring these assistants himself, and when Yang Lan needs them to use them, it is also convenient to send them.

Mo Xiaojuan took off the sunglasses and glanced at the report on the assistant's mobile phone. He nodded gently and said: "I know this because the reporters almost rushed to the children. Yang Lan pushed them away, not to beat people. He just protects the children. You let Xiaoai clarify on the micro-cast, and if necessary, give a letter to the newspapers."

The assistant nodded and took the mobile phone to handle the official business.

“Is there any trouble? Do you need my help?” A white man sitting across from the mouth opened his mouth.

Mo Xiaojuan nodded to the other party and smiled slightly: "Thank you, Wilson, just some small things in China."

Yes, sitting opposite Mo Xiaojuan is Wilson! Mo Xiaojuan came to the country in advance to help Yang Lan deal with his opening a small company in the country, and Wilson has now quit his job at the treasure brokerage company, becoming the first Yang Hao in the country. Broker.

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After waiting too long, the Yangyan’s transoceanic flight has arrived at San Francisco International Airport.

Among the crowds that came out in the land, Yang Yu, who was still awake, and Murphy, who was already full of sleep, full of food, and curiously looking around, appeared. Mo Xiaojuan in their vision.

After a simple greeting, Yang Lan looked at Wilson, who was standing behind Mo Xiaojuan.

Wilson is still quite eye-catching. He quickly said that he had already practiced many times in private: "Yang! Welcome to the country!"

"Thank you, welcome you to join us!" Yang Xiao smiled and shook hands with Wilson.

Mo Xiaojuan handed the baggage ticket to only two or two male assistants in the team, and asked them to help the baggage, and then introduced them to Yang Lan: "Now the company's registration has been completed, but only Wilson is currently, we still Need to wait for the headhunting company to find other candidates."

"This is coming slowly, anyway, we have to play in the country for two months." Yang Hao nodded.

The company is really just a start-up, but in addition to people, the other has been configured!

During this period, Wilson followed Mo Xiaojuan, and he also saw Yang Hao’s “rich”. Mo Xiaojuan rented a whole floor of office space in the bustling business district of La City. He also bought six cars in one go, from ordinary cars to nannies, and an extended version of the car to attend the event!

Of course, Yang Lan, they are now free to inspect the company in La. After a rest in San Francisco, Mo Xiaojuan accompanied them to a plane flying to Texas.

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It must be said that the domestic aviation in the country is really convenient. From the San Francisco city on the west coast to the Maverick city in the northeastern part of Texas in the middle of the country, the plane took off to land, and it was only three hours of effort.

"Grandfather!" Just got off the plane, and the first one in the waiting crowd, who was looking forward to the crowd, found the ink crane year holding the sign. She excitedly twisted her little **** in her father's arms and couldn't wait to tell. father.

I haven't seen it for a year. The ink crane year hasn't changed much. The old man is still wearing a wide-brimmed cowboy hat. He wears a white t-shirt and jeans with no special features. The Zhou Mengyu behind him is more elegant, color, The combination of styles gives people a sense of fashion, even if they are older, it is like a water lily in the crowd, quiet and open, admirable!

I still like my grandfather. When I meet, she smiles sweetly with the ink crane, opens her arms, and throws her grandfather's arms from her father's arms.

In the year of the year, Mo Henian held his granddaughter and looked at his granddaughter in his daughter's arms. He smiled and faced Yang Lan.

Zhou Mengyu was completely attracted by the tiger's head and her brain. She didn't care about the greetings of Yang Lan and Mo Xiaojuan. She should have two voices and smiled and extended her hands to Xiaoyan: "Hey, let Grandma hugs."

However, Xiao Yan is now more aware than before. It is no longer a time when he was a child. He can be fooled by a pacifier. He sees the uncle who knows his hand and twists his head and turns his head to the depths of his mother. Hiding.

"Let grandma hug, okay?" Murphy whispered softly.

Of course, Xiao Yan would not answer, he would not speak, so Murphy looked at his expression and handed him to his mother's arms.

Zhou Mengyu holds his grandson, the little guy is fleshy, just reported it, and that feeling makes Zhou Mengyu laugh again.

But who knows, Xiaoxi is not willing to be hugged by strangers. He reacts very quickly. First, he turns his head and looks at his mother. He finds that his mother didn’t mean to pick him up. The little mouth will be smashed, his eyes will be stunned, big, The big tears fell.

"Hey, how come you cry? Don't cry, hehe." Zhou Mengyu quickly picked up.

But it didn't work. Xiao Yan turned from a light rain to a thunderstorm. He opened his mouth and cried out. This sad, it seems that he was really abandoned by his mother!

Zhou Mengyu reluctantly returned Xiao Xiao to Murphy.

The magic is that I went back to my mother’s arms and was stunned by my mother. Within a few seconds, the little guy’s cry stopped, but only grievances, and his tears stopped. The heart has a lingering look.

"My brother doesn't like being held by others! I can do it with you!" He explained to his grandmother in his grandfather's arms.

"Nothing, he is not familiar with grandma now. Mom, you go back to play with him for a few days, after he is cooked, he is happy to be held by you!" Murphy smiled.

"It doesn't matter, you can come back and stay at home for a while." Zhou Mengyu happily took Murphy and Yang Lan's hand and said.

Telephone, video call, now technology is so developed, Murphy has not communicated with family members. However, after all, there is still a long way to go. Now Zhou Mengyu sees Murphy and sees her and Yang Lan in a good way. She is also relieved!

"Okay, still ink here, what's the matter, go home and say." Mohe year waved his hand.