Mo Fei glanced at the fruit knife that was stuck on the table. She wondered if the hospital would let them pay for the table?
"You're crazy,"Mo Fei said calmly as she watched Mrs. Ding sit down beside her.
"Mom made chicken soup for you."
"Mom, I don't want to --"Mo Fei wanted to say something, but when she saw Mrs. Ding's disappointed face, she helplessly reached out to take it.
"Oh right, Fei Fei, your big brother has decided to return to the company,"Mrs. Ding said tentatively.
Mo Fei didn't really like this feeling, so she didn't know how to say it. "Okay, I'm not that kind of person anyway. I also don't like sitting in the office all day long."
"But your shares will not be moved. Your father is mainly afraid of you --"Mrs. Ding wanted to explain anxiously. After all, the previous CEO was Mo Fei, but now she wanted her position back, such a thing.
