Mo Beicheng hooked his lips and said with a cold smile, "good."
Season also ate a shriveled, no longer talk, stand up and go.
Out of the door, he couldn't get out in anger. He kicked over the stainless steel trash can at the door. Fortunately, there was a carpet on the floor, and the noise was not very loud.
Assistant Zhang and others came in with two cups of coffee when they were clean
Mo Beicheng was also in a bad mood. He took a look at him and reprimanded him with a cold face? Feed the dog
Assistant Zhang
Aren't you still here?
Mo Beicheng glanced up at him, quite like he was going to dare to say that and take him as a sandbag.
Assistant Zhang didn't dare to look at his face. He said in a stuffy voice, "don't I look at your face?"
Mo Beicheng sneered, "do I still write on my face? What's it all about? "
"Get out and don't come in."
“……”
It's very eye-catching.
Assistant Zhang goes out. Mo Beicheng pinches a cigarette from the box and lights it. He just takes a sip and receives a call from Ji Yunan.
"Third brother, I don't mean to save face for my old man. He has been a powerful man for so many years. In his heart, he is the most powerful concept of Laozi in the whole world. I almost didn't die of being scolded by him when you answer him like that."
Mo Beicheng "en" a, spit out a smoke, "he is an elder, I respect him, but the bottom line to make clear, so as not to embarrass everyone in the future."
Shen Nanqiao is his bottom line.
No one can touch it.
Ji Yunan bared his teeth, spit out a cigarette ring and said lazily: "virtue."
There was a loud noise in the room behind him. When he was scolded by his father, he was playing cards with several people. After being scolded, he didn't want to play cards, so he ran to the balcony to call Mo Beicheng.
He was a little fidgety and changed his mobile phone from left hand to right hand to avoid the noise inside.
Mo Beicheng: "your father there you advise a little, look at his appearance, estimate won't give Shisheng good fruit to eat."
Ji Yunan's eyes suddenly cold down, the room closed the window, open air conditioning, mixed with a choking smoke.
Plus the noise of the people inside, he was bored to the extreme.
Turning around, he pushed open the isolation door of the balcony and bedroom, "anyone who says one more word will go away."
“……”
The room was silent.
Originally, a group of people got up and quietly withdrew. They all knew that Ji Yunan's recent temper was uncertain and he left wisely.
Ji Yunan leaned against the balustrade of the balcony with a languid and dispirited look. "I'm not interested in her."
Mo Beicheng sneered, "I'm not interested. When she falls into the river, you look like you have no love and want to jump down with her?"
"Go away."
Ji Yunan scolded and hung up directly.
After smoking a cigarette, he pinched another one out of the cigarette box, raised his head and spit out the cigarette ring quietly.
"Shisheng."
He said the name almost with the tip of his tongue.
Ji Yunan closed his eyes and whispered faintly: "it's better to die."
…………
Mo Beicheng hung up and soon received a call from his family's landline. He habitually frowned, "hello."
"Sir, madam didn't have lunch."
Sister GUI calls Mo Beicheng, and her scalp is about to explode.
She has been here for quite a long time, but it can be seen that the husband is very kind to his wife.
For fear that he would blame himself for not taking care of his wife.
Mo Beicheng holding the phone, a pair of eyes black dazzling, thin lips close, light way: "she wants to hungry, let her hungry."
Sister GUI
He hung up the phone impatiently, sat on the office chair with his forehead in his hand for a while, picked up the car key on the desk and went out.
After Qiao Jinhuai's office door, I just saw him come out from inside.
Qiao Jinhuai saw that he was wearing a thick coat, and he didn't take his secretary with him. He was stunned: "are you going out?"
"Yes." Mo Beicheng light should be a, with the tip of the tongue after the top teeth.
"Didn't you make an appointment with Xu Dong of Huirong international to play golf?" He followed him to the elevator.
"If you have something to do, go home," he said, pressing the elevator button down and lighting a cigarette against the wall. "Repulse Bay is near the golf course. I'll go there in a moment."
Qiao Jinhuai meaningful scolded a rough sentence, "how long does this mother work, you won't this time can't bear, want to go back to a gun?"
Mo Beicheng stood up straight and glanced at his flat trousers. "What can I do in 15 minutes? Do you think it's you? "