On the phone, Ji Fang said, "it's su Yimo."

With the sound of the fire engine, Ji set off a cage fire and lit a cigarette. He said again, "you may not know yet. He joined hands with Hongjiang, took away the shares in the hands of Liao's relatives, and colluded with shareholders to impeach Liao er. By the way, Su Yimo also set up a company, which will be listed in years. The registered name of the company is sy, which seems to be an abbreviation, which I didn't pay much attention to..."

Wishing, she wondered how Su Yimo was involved in the right and wrong of the Liao family again

"But this guy has some skills. The registered capital of the company starts with one billion yuan, and the means of collecting money is also very cruel. In my opinion, it's like having never seen money in 800 lives. Liao Er, a younger brother, can be angry with him, plus a Zuo Zhan..." Ji Fang laughed, just like sitting watching the competition between Snipes and mussels and trying to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Xu Yuanguang listened and felt a headache for Liao Jiangcheng, but it really had nothing to do with her, and she didn't ask any more.

After the year-end dinner, there was less than a week left before the new year's Eve. Wishing finally eased her breath. Before Moyuan helped with the loan, she didn't have time to treat. Today, Moyuan called and she was busy.

Mo yuan brought his wife, also called Jiang Ke and Cheng Huan, and others. Almost all of them in Beijing came.

When a box full of people arrived one after another, Mo Yuan said, "I'll tell you good news today. It's definitely a happy event."

"What's the good news? Did you pick up your new car again?" Jiang Ke is curious.

Cheng Huan said, "I pushed two meals today. If you're just a little thing..."

"Pick up a car is a happy event. Don't interrupt." Mo yuan laughs.

When the box door was pushed open, Mo yuan lifted his eyes and saw Yan Shiqi and said, "Hey, I'm waiting for you. How did you come by yourself? Where's your brother?"

"Answer the phone, now." Yan Shiqi fixed his eyes on Bai Jinchuan and walked over to take his seat.

In a minute or two, the door was pushed open again, and Zuo Zhanqing stepped in.

"It's really not easy to see brother Zhan now. I'm calling for you. Hurry up, I'm waiting for you." Mo yuan plays and talks.

Zuo Zhanwei raised his lower lip and walked towards the wish. The wish saw his meaning. He just wanted to get up and change his seat. Unexpectedly, Zuo Zhanwei just clasped her thin wrist with one hand and fixed the person on the seat. He whispered softly, "it's no use hiding from me. I'll talk to you later."

Wishing coldly, "I didn't hide from you, and I have nothing to say to you."

Zuo Zhan's face sank for a few minutes, but he remained calm and just sat down beside her, because the volume of the two people was not high and no one else heard.

"Come on, don't hang your appetite any more. What's the happy event?" Jiang Ke urged.

Mo yuan smiled and hugged his little wife with one hand. "My daughter-in-law is pregnant. I want to be a father. Is it a happy event?"

"My God... It's a great joy!" Jiang Ke quickly raised his glass.

Other people also responded one after another, with blessings. Mo yuan's wife didn't drink alcohol. Mo yuan did it one by one. After three rounds of wine, Jiang Ke said, "look, ah yuan, you are the first of us to get married and become a father."

Mo yuan beamed with joy. "Of course, by the way, I'll send you a big gift."

Mrs. Mo smiled helplessly.

Mo yuan gave his assistant a look. The assistant successively sent a hardcover painting collection to everyone. He made a wish to open it and see all kinds of ink landscape paintings. He couldn't help saying, "ah yuan's painting is good and beautiful."

"Yes, my daughter-in-law also participated in the last one, and we signed it." Mo Yuan said.

Cheng Huan joked, "it's nice to print 100 copies and keep them for yourself."

"Shit, your mouth. Do you know how popular it is? Everyone in our company wants it."

Cheng Huan leaned against the seat and shook with laughter.

Mo yuan glanced. "Of course, it can't be compared with the painter of wish, but we're not in the same style, are we?"

Wishing hurriedly said, "yes, it's really not a style. Ah yuan, this is a traditional Chinese painting, which is more exquisite and vivid."

As soon as Mo yuan heard this, he hurriedly asked the management assistant for the book, signed it on the spot, gave it to the wish, and said, "keep it for delivery."

"OK, I will go back and enjoy it carefully."

Everyone nearby was about to wipe tears with laughter. The atmosphere suddenly became cheerful and chatted while eating with laughter.

After a meal, Moyuan asked his assistant to take his wife back, and took others to a special bar. She made a wish that she didn't want to participate again. Now she shared a room with Zuo Zhan, and she was not interested at all. She found an excuse and left first.

She also drank a few glasses of wine. Now she was a little tipsy. She took out her mobile phone to call a valet driver, but Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the figure coming from the rear. Then, she was shrouded in shadow in front of her body. When she raised her eyes again, Zuo Zhan's heavy peach blossom eyes came into view.

"Are you going to say something warm again?" Wishing to speak first, her voice was cold, "then you go back and tell her that she has disfigured and broken bones. She has barely paid off her debt to Jane Yan, but from now on, she won't have any chance to play. If she dares to provoke Jane Yan and Jane's family, she... Is really not far from death."

Zuo Zhan's eyes were cold. "Who are you talking to? Who gave you the courage to do so."

It hurts him

Wishing her eyes disdained, "I warned her that if she dared to face me, she should bear the consequences."

She crossed him to the roadside and was ready to take a taxi. As for her overtaking, she asked rosin to pick it up again tomorrow.

"From the beginning to the end, you are not qualified to treat her like this. What Jane Yan, what car accident, these are just your excuses, right?" Zuo Zhan walked over, his face complicated.

Wishing inexplicably frowned.

"Just because she is my woman and you are jealous of her, you do everything you can to this extent. Make a wish. If you dare to do it, you should be brave. Am I right!" Zuo Zhan looked at her for a moment. For the answer, he had some expectation and some hesitation.

This should be the first time in his life that he felt this way about a woman. He even thought that as long as she nodded and admitted that she was just jealous, then

"I'm jealous?" Wishing to hear these words, she wanted to laugh, but she really couldn't laugh.

The ridicule from the bottom of her eyes made Zuo Zhan feel disillusioned. An unspeakable uncomfortable feeling swayed and opened, clenching his fists, "isn't it?"

Every word brings out your anger.

A feeling of Indescribability wandered in Zuo Zhan's heart. He looked at her and had an impulse to kill her alive.

Wishing empty eyes looked at the street sadly, and his heart was like a dead gray, "it's really not. Who you are with, who you like and who you love, has nothing to do with me, and I don't care. Just don't disturb me and the people around me."

Nothing. I don't care.

These words sounded like a bell in the left Zhan's ear. He raised the shadow of his eyes, came forward and pinched her jaw, forcing her to look at herself, "did you forget that you caused her to flow through childbirth and lose her child, and now she was injured and disfigured? How should these accounts be calculated?"