allonlinenovel Chapter 389 Fang's Mother Kneels
Chapter 389 Fang's Mother Kneels
After writing the Spring Festival couplets, Ruan Tang went to the study to find Mo Jinchen.
After all, the Mo Group is such a big business that it is impossible to just give it up. There are still some official business that need to be handled online.
It is said that men look the most handsome when they are working hard.
Ruan Tang fully agreed with this statement.
Looking at Mo Jinchen sitting there, looking at the computer intently, he couldn't help but slow down his pace.
Leaning against the door frame, I just admired my lover's handsome face.
After finishing the work, Mo Jinchen pinched his brows.
When I looked up again, I found Ruan Tang leaning against the door. I didn't know how long he had been standing there.
He was surprised and asked, "When did you come? Why didn't you call me?"
Ruan Tang walked towards him and said, "I saw that you were still busy, so I thought of not disturbing you."
Mo Jinchen stood up and held his hand.
"It's never a bother to come to me at any time."
Ruan Tang curved his lips, "Are you done with your work?"
Mo Jinchen said "hmm" softly.
"That's perfect, let's put up Spring Festival couplets together."
Ruan Tang took Mo Jinchen to the study to find Grandma Mo.
Seeing the two people coming over, Grandma Mo had a kind smile on her face.
"What took you so long to come here?"
"Seeing that Brother Mo was still busy, I didn't disturb him!"
Grandma Mo always dotes on Ruan Tang infinitely, "Our Tangtang is still the most considerate."
The servant had already prepared the paste, so Ruan Tang pushed Grandma Mo, and the three of them went to the door to paste the Spring Festival couplets.
Mo Jinchen asked Ruan Tang to wrap himself up tightly. Although it was not snowing outside, the temperature was below zero.
Ruan Tang took on all the climbing work.
He asked Mo Jinchen to hold the ladder for him, Uncle Wang was responsible for handing out the Spring Festival couplets, and Grandma Mo helped him check whether the couplets were pasted neatly and whether they were pasted crookedly.
It took a whole morning to finally paste the Spring Festival couplets, and the servants also cut and pasted the window decorations.
Ropes were tied to the eaves, and big red lanterns were hung on them.
With this arrangement, the atmosphere of the Spring Festival suddenly became more intense.
After lunch, Mo Jinchen cordially invited Ruan Tang to enjoy the afternoon together, but unexpectedly, Ruan Tang declined.
"You should focus on your work. I have something to do this afternoon, too?"
Mo Jinchen frowned, "The online issue has not been resolved yet."
Ruan Tang: "Ah, yes, the Fang family is making trouble again, and I need to deal with it."
It was a member of the Fang family again, and Mo Jinchen's eyes darkened a little.
"Do you need any help?"
Ruan Tang waved his hand and sent him to the study, "No, no, I can do it myself."
After seeing that Mo Jinchen was really driven to work by him, Ruan Tang quietly slipped into the kitchen and asked the chef to train him in cooking skills.
The chef looked embarrassed, "Master Ruan, do you really want to learn how to make dumplings?"
Ruan Tang raised his chin, "Of course! Don't worry, I have the basics of making dumplings, and it won't be as chaotic as the last time I made mooncakes."
Chef: "...Okay! Let's start kneading the dough."
Half an hour later, the chef looked at the seven or eight dough basins in front of him and his face twitched slightly.
"Master Ruan, we have used up a bag of flour. Do you want to continue?"
Ruan Tang held up a basin of dough and said, "Is this basin still not working?"
Chef: "There is too much water in this basin."
"What about the pot from before?"
"There is less water."
"What about the basin before that?"
"I asked you to add some salt to make the dough chewier, but you poured half a bag of it in at once. And the basin before that..."
"Okay, you don't have to say it, I know, I mistook sugar for salt!"
He lowered his head in frustration and after a moment of silence, Ruan Tang poured the two basins of dough, one with too much water and one with too little water, together.
After stirring for a long time, the two doughs were finally merged together.
"This is okay."
The chef picked up a small ball of dough, kneaded it in his hand, and nodded reluctantly.
"can!"
Ruan Tang was finally happy. He picked up the rolling pin next to him and prepared to roll out the dumpling skins.
Before the rolling pin even touched the dough, the chef stopped him.
"The dough needs to rise for about half an hour."
In this way, Ruan Tang started to compete with those little dumplings.
After finishing the dough, he started to prepare the filling, and finally wrapped the dumplings. An entire afternoon passed like this, and he missed one call after another.
In the Tianyi Building, still in that conference room, Tang Ming paced back and forth anxiously.
"How not to answer the phone?"
The subordinate asked, "Brother Tang, is it still impossible to contact Brother Ruan?"
Tang Ming simply hung up the phone, "That woman still refuses to get up?"
The subordinate nodded and said, "The security guard tried to persuade her, but she refused to get up. She was kneeling at the gate of Tianyi, so it was difficult for the security guard to take direct action."
Tang Ming sneered, "This Madam Fang is smarter than Zheng Mei."
If you kneel inside, you will be driven away by the security guards.
Kneeling outside, surrounded by reporters, you can make the headlines in minutes.
That’s right, in order to maintain her current pampered life, Fang’s mother finally chose to compromise.
After putting on some haggard makeup for herself, Fang's mother came to Tianyi and said she wanted to see Ruan Tang.
Not to mention that Ruan Tang is not in Tianyi, even if he is, he probably won't see him.
Tang Ming stepped forward and persuaded the man to leave with kind words.
I thought the trouble was solved here, but Fang's mother not only did not leave, but she knelt at the door.
It goes without saying how many reporters and paparazzi have been lurking in front of Tianyi Gate.
At this moment, seeing someone suddenly kneeling down at the door, everyone rushed over.
The security guard saw that something was wrong and reported it immediately.
"If it doesn't work, just trick her in first. It's not good to let her kneel like this all the time."
"Okay, Brother Tang, but there are so many reporters outside. They have already taken photos and posted them online."
"Is it trending again?"
The subordinate nodded helplessly.
Oh, I'm afraid I'll have to cancel the ticket I bought to go home.
Seeing the news entries gradually rising, Tang Ming frowned.
"Let's suppress the trending searches first, as well as the photos, and see if we can get those reporters to delete them."
Tang Ming knew exactly what Fang's mother wanted to do.
She just wanted to emulate Zheng Mei and morally blackmail Ruan Tang!
After all, she is Ruan Tang's biological mother. In the Chinese people's deep-rooted concept, only children kneel to their parents, not parents to their children.
But now that Fang's mother has knelt, no matter how many wrong things she has done before or how harshly she has been scolded by netizens, this kneeling may change the direction of public opinion.
"Wait a minute, I'll contact Mr. Mo and see."
Ruan Tang must be with President Mo, so Tang Ming called him again, but Mo Jinchen happened to be holding a video conference to give the year-end summary to the department heads.
Fortunately, Tang Ming still had Assistant Cheng's contact information, which allowed him to notify Mo Jinchen.
Mo Jinchen made a prompt decision and asked the Mo Group’s public relations department to suppress the hot search.
"Spread the word. Anyone who spreads today's photos will be banned by the Mo Clan."
So, when Ruan Tang finally cooked his first plate of homemade dumplings in his life, the hot headlines about him were like a stone thrown into the sea, which splashed quite a bit of water but soon disappeared without a trace.