Chapter 1852

"Come here and calculate for me. If I lose, how much do I owe my big brother?"

The second brother hooked his hook and called a woman in a white lace skirt. Her chin was pointed and she wanted to stab the dead. The apple muscle on her cheek was overfilled. The trace of vulgarity in her eyes didn't make the second brother think about it.

"OK, second brother, I'll calculate it now."

The woman took the calculator from the waiter and quickly calculated it. After a while, she gave an answer.

"Second brother, if you lose, you will lose 79.64 million to the ninth master."

When the woman finished, the second brother took a breath and suddenly patted the back of Da Liang's hand. He just clenched Mao Nana's thin hand with smooth and tender skin. "Boy, do you hear that if I lose tonight, you will compensate me for more than 79 million. Boy, you can think about it. You don't eat quickly. You eat so slowly. Do you want me to help you?"

The second brother held Mao Nana's hand tightly to keep her from loosening.

"I'll eat it quickly."

Daliang no longer has the initial spirit and playful smile. In fact, he can't eat a bite. His stomach has already been filled with these creams, which makes his stomach feel uncomfortable. However, this nearly 80 million compensation is more terrible than a stomach.

He can't afford it, neither can Mao Nana.

They are just small people who can't be small in r city. Where dare to offend these people? Even if they offend them, they want to find out their understanding in the eyes of big people.

I wish those big people didn't know themselves or even their surnames, but it's strange that the more they don't want to know, the more they will know, the more impressive they are, and the more they can't escape their fate.

The more you run away, the more closely he follows. He won't stop until he reaches you.

People are like this. The more they think they can change something, in the end, they will only be slapped by this thing again and again, so as to prove that they are not saints, but just ordinary people.

Daliang just thinks he can finish the cake.

When he came in, he was noticed by the big cake, but he didn't think he was the one who was going to clean up the cake.

"Eat quickly, young man, aren't you very good? If you are a woman, you need to protect it. Don't see if this woman is worth your protection."

The second brother held Mao Nana's hand tightly and stretched it out in front of Daliang. It seemed that he deliberately said that what Daliang was doing now was just a drop in the bucket.

What Daliang has done is just meaningless and futile.

"Second, do you like this woman?"

The ninth master was outspoken and looked at Mao Nana's eyes. There was more sadness in this woman's eyes. Compared with the woman dressed up as a dazzling thing, Mao Nana was indeed enough to attract the attention of the second brother, but there was not much to consider on Mao Nana's face.

"Brother, you don't understand. This woman is the reason why this boy would rather die here and eat this cake."

The second brother still likes to take everything that others value most from others, such as Mao Nana from Da Liang.

"Second, it's wrong of you to do this. You're not afraid of this young man..."

Everyone knows that the ninth master was once put aside by others. He was once a man he didn't look up to, but he turned over and became his opponent a few years later. No one thought that this man could be fast.

"I'm not afraid. Come on."

The second brother released Mao Nana's hand, called the bodyguard around him, and directly ordered the bodyguard to press Da Liang's head, which was deeply trapped in the cream, and all his heads were buried.

"I don't think you can finish this cake. Just eat it like this. Is it delicious?"

The second brother looked at Daliang's head buried in the sofa and laughed loudly. Not far from the people around the second brother, he also followed the second brother and laughed. In his heart, he was pitiful that Daliang had become the second brother's toy tonight.

It is said that the second brother likes playing games. He can be as abnormal as he is when playing games. But no one thought that this person would be Daliang, a famous agent in the modeling industry. He didn't think that the end of offending the second brother would be so tragic.

Daliang raised his head, and his sight was white.

How to get out of the private room and how to spend the night at Mao Nana's house, Daliang can't remember at all. He just knows that what he hears in his ear is the laughter of everyone in the private room, like a repeater, responding fiercely next to his eardrum again and again.

Back to reality, master Qu sat on the sofa opposite Mao Nana and looked at Mao Nana's eyes floating elsewhere. He was distracted.

"Miss Mao, what are you talking to me about?"

When master Qu suddenly said the real reason why she wanted to see him, Mao Nana was stunned. She only thought of the look in master Qu's eyes and the reason why she couldn't stay in r city. She forgot that she came to see Master Qu for Qu Xiujie in Qu's villa at the moment.

"Master Qu, Qu Xiujie is your son. Your company is your own country. There's no problem who you want to give the shares of the company to. I just think you're a little too much to Qu Xiujie. After all, he's your own son. If there's no Qu Xiujie, I'm afraid you'll really be out of this world."

What Mao Nana said is true. Without Qu Xiujie, master Qu would not be in this world at this time.

"You and my wife are really a little alike."

Master Qu looked at Mao Nana in front of him, and there was a slight movement in his eyes. The corners of Mao Nana's eyes were very much like Qu Xiujie's mother, but they were still a little inferior to Peige.

"Master Qu, what I think you should care about now is not who I look like, but Qu Xiujie. I think it's understandable to give him the 6% share he asked you for. But I don't understand. Why don't you give it?"

Mao Nana really doesn't understand why master Qu can give all the property of the whole Qu family to Zhang Manhua and Peige. Why can't he give the 6% share to Qu Xiujie.

"Miss Mao, I ask you, do you really know my son? Do you know what he has done before? Do you even know what he did wrong before and then did to make up for it?"