Breaking up, No Joke
Chapter 44: Annual Meeting
Translator: Du Yiran
Proofreader: Prof Zhu Yuan
Looking at Mo Anyu, Mo Yan knows his youngest brother’s obsession with Bo Yu, so he doesn’t persuade him but says, “What you have done recently is heard by others. Mom has investigated Bo Yu.”
Mo Anyu who has been careless just now immediately feels nervous, and his pupils are constricted, “What’s up?”
“You should ask yourself. Xiaoyu, you’d better not overdo anything.” Mo Yan answers with a double meaning.
Mo Anyu sneers, “Nothing matters except him for me. My brother, the company’s annual meeting...”
Mo Yan frowns and says lightly after a long time, “I’ve ordered that Bo Yu appear this evening.”
Mo Anyu is overjoyed. “Thank you, my brother!”
“Just this once.” Mo Yan sighs, stands up, buttons up his suit jacket and says, “I’ll have the meeting. You can have a good chat with mom later. Don’t make things worse.”
Mo Anyu nods. After Mo Yan leaves the office, he takes out his mobile phone.
Mom Mo is sitting on the sofa, with a file cover in front of her. She is about to open it, but her youngest son is calling her. She is overjoyed and immediately gives up reading the file.
*
Secretary Chu comes in with the folder, and respectfully puts the folder on the desk, looks at Song Shilin with hesitation and wishes to speak but stops on a second thought.
Song Shilin's hands on the keyboard have stopped for a second and he takes a look at Secretary Chu.
Secretary Chu answers in horror, “Mr. Song, Bo Yu has come back, just got off the plane.”
Song Shilin only says, “Oh.” And he stops talking.
Secretary Chu bites the bullet and says, “Well, are we going to pick up the child tonight?”
“Did he call you?”
Of course, Secretary Chu knows clearly what “he” refers to and says, “No.”
“You just pick him up then.” Song Shilin’s expression is calm without any emotion.
After getting the order, Secretary Chu leaves the office soon.
Bo Yu receives two phone interviews on the way to Huacheng City. After the interview, the nanny car also stops at the gate of Mo’s company.
As a star host of the annual meeting specially invited by Mo’s company, Bo Yu’s visit is absolutely confidential before the opening of the annual meeting.
At eight o’clock, the annual meeting officially begins. At the same time, Bo Yu wears casual clothes under the cover of the staff, quietly bypasses the crowd and goes to the independent dressing room.
In the dressing room, there is only a makeup artist specially prepared by Mo’s company and a person in charge of the annual meeting.
Bo Yu listens to the person in charge of the annual meeting introduce the process while reading the rundown carefully.
The party of Mo’s company is reaching a climax, and the on-site host is prosperously presiding over the lottery game.
As the president of the company, Mo Yan is forced to draw prizes on the stage after the inspection by several subordinates. His subordinates say that they just want to know whether the big boss can have the good luck for the valuable things or not.
An unprecedented increase of zeal arise from the audience. Mo Yan is unwilling to make them feel disappointed at the annual meeting. He steps onto the stage, picks up a note and opens it. That’s the first prize!
The sales director is straightforward. When he sees that, he is stunned. With a sigh, he says with a bitter face, “Don’t you blame us? The first prize has been won by the president!”
Mo Yan smiles without saying a word. For him, the first prize of the annual meeting is a waste of time.
The employees feel unhappy that the first prize is won by the big boss, but they dare not complain. After all, he is the big boss.
Next part is to claim the prizes that everyone expects.
“The third prize, a fruit mobile phone!"
The new employee of the sales and market department rushes up to get the mobile phone.
“The second prize, 30 thousand yuan.”
The young girl on the downstage excitedly shakes the note, who is obviously over-joyed.
“The first prize―Let’s welcome our ‘prize’!”
Bo Yu squats in the background, holding a beautifully packed watch in his hand, and his legs are numb before he is finally noticed that he can come out. He stands up in high spirit, tidies his clothes, preparing to present the prize grandly on the stage.
Mo Anyu, who is standing in the corner, looks at Bo Yu who slowly comes on the stage. He feels relaxed with joy.
Proofreader: Prof Zhu Yuan
Looking at Mo Anyu, Mo Yan knows his youngest brother’s obsession with Bo Yu, so he doesn’t persuade him but says, “What you have done recently is heard by others. Mom has investigated Bo Yu.”
Mo Anyu who has been careless just now immediately feels nervous, and his pupils are constricted, “What’s up?”
“You should ask yourself. Xiaoyu, you’d better not overdo anything.” Mo Yan answers with a double meaning.
Mo Anyu sneers, “Nothing matters except him for me. My brother, the company’s annual meeting...”
Mo Yan frowns and says lightly after a long time, “I’ve ordered that Bo Yu appear this evening.”
Mo Anyu is overjoyed. “Thank you, my brother!”
“Just this once.” Mo Yan sighs, stands up, buttons up his suit jacket and says, “I’ll have the meeting. You can have a good chat with mom later. Don’t make things worse.”
Mo Anyu nods. After Mo Yan leaves the office, he takes out his mobile phone.
Mom Mo is sitting on the sofa, with a file cover in front of her. She is about to open it, but her youngest son is calling her. She is overjoyed and immediately gives up reading the file.
*
Secretary Chu comes in with the folder, and respectfully puts the folder on the desk, looks at Song Shilin with hesitation and wishes to speak but stops on a second thought.
Song Shilin's hands on the keyboard have stopped for a second and he takes a look at Secretary Chu.
Secretary Chu answers in horror, “Mr. Song, Bo Yu has come back, just got off the plane.”
Song Shilin only says, “Oh.” And he stops talking.
Secretary Chu bites the bullet and says, “Well, are we going to pick up the child tonight?”
“Did he call you?”
Of course, Secretary Chu knows clearly what “he” refers to and says, “No.”
“You just pick him up then.” Song Shilin’s expression is calm without any emotion.
After getting the order, Secretary Chu leaves the office soon.
Bo Yu receives two phone interviews on the way to Huacheng City. After the interview, the nanny car also stops at the gate of Mo’s company.
As a star host of the annual meeting specially invited by Mo’s company, Bo Yu’s visit is absolutely confidential before the opening of the annual meeting.
At eight o’clock, the annual meeting officially begins. At the same time, Bo Yu wears casual clothes under the cover of the staff, quietly bypasses the crowd and goes to the independent dressing room.
In the dressing room, there is only a makeup artist specially prepared by Mo’s company and a person in charge of the annual meeting.
Bo Yu listens to the person in charge of the annual meeting introduce the process while reading the rundown carefully.
The party of Mo’s company is reaching a climax, and the on-site host is prosperously presiding over the lottery game.
As the president of the company, Mo Yan is forced to draw prizes on the stage after the inspection by several subordinates. His subordinates say that they just want to know whether the big boss can have the good luck for the valuable things or not.
An unprecedented increase of zeal arise from the audience. Mo Yan is unwilling to make them feel disappointed at the annual meeting. He steps onto the stage, picks up a note and opens it. That’s the first prize!
The sales director is straightforward. When he sees that, he is stunned. With a sigh, he says with a bitter face, “Don’t you blame us? The first prize has been won by the president!”
Mo Yan smiles without saying a word. For him, the first prize of the annual meeting is a waste of time.
The employees feel unhappy that the first prize is won by the big boss, but they dare not complain. After all, he is the big boss.
Next part is to claim the prizes that everyone expects.
“The third prize, a fruit mobile phone!"
The new employee of the sales and market department rushes up to get the mobile phone.
“The second prize, 30 thousand yuan.”
The young girl on the downstage excitedly shakes the note, who is obviously over-joyed.
“The first prize―Let’s welcome our ‘prize’!”
Bo Yu squats in the background, holding a beautifully packed watch in his hand, and his legs are numb before he is finally noticed that he can come out. He stands up in high spirit, tidies his clothes, preparing to present the prize grandly on the stage.
Mo Anyu, who is standing in the corner, looks at Bo Yu who slowly comes on the stage. He feels relaxed with joy.