Chapter 590： Funeral storm (2)

"Hey don't, at the bar, Chu Er is also there. Waiting for you..." After Mo Yiyun finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

He was not given the opportunity to refuse at all.

Quan Jianli was about to fight back to reprimand, just when she saw Yue Yong coming out, she dispelled this naive idea.

The two got into the car and drove towards the Sky City.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped outside the Gate of the Sky City.

This is the most prosperous place in S City at night.

But during the day, it was particularly bleak.

There was not even a trace of confetti on the empty streets.

Glancing at the two pulsating sports cars parked next to him, he frowned slightly and walked in.

At this time, there will be no other people in the bar at all, and even the waiters are not working. The place that was originally lively and crowded seems to be particularly empty at this time.

Mo Yiyun had to do it himself, standing at the bar, pretending to be handsome, and making several self-made mixed wines.

Chu Xunfeng sat aside gracefully, with a melancholy expression, like a noble son who had been hurt by love. If there was a woman at this time, she would definitely be tempted to come over and talk to him.

"Yo, Quan Er, are you finally here? Come and try the wine I created." Mo Yiyun placed a few cups of liquid with gray and turbid colors on the bar.

The corners of Quan Jianli's mouth twitched slightly, "I'm not a guinea pig!"

"Quan Er, you hurt people's heart by saying that. But they have specially adjusted the strongest wine for you, okay..." Mo Yiyun curled his lips, pretending to be pitiful.

But he keeps in his hands, as if he continues to create.

Quan Jianli glanced at Yue Yong, scared Yue Yong back again and again, "Master Li, I... I have to drive."

"Yeah, Yue Yong still has to drive, and you can't bully Yue Yong all the time." Mo Yiyun murmured again.

Quan Jianli's eyebrows darkened, took a glass of wine, looked at the turbid and unknown liquid inside, his face grew gloomy.

After gritting his teeth, he drank it all.

The pungent and irritating liquid instantly penetrated into the throat, with a fiery touch.

In an instant, a small cluster of flames ignited in his stomach.

It seems, I feel pretty good...

"This wine...what's it called?" He said abruptly, making Mo Yiyun clever. His eyes widened, full of expectation, "How is it, doesn't it feel good?"

Quan Jianli was silent, but picked up a cup and poured his head up. This time even the body warmed up.

Looking at his expression, Mo Yiyun understood and was overjoyed, "Quan Er, I'll leave the name to you! This is specially prepared for you."

Quan Jianli still didn't say a word.

Instead, Chu Xunfeng spoke leisurely, "Since it was made for Quan Er, it's called Quan Er Special Contribution. Maybe he can sell more under his name."

"That's a good idea! It's accurate!" Mo Yiyun nodded, his eyes shining brightly.

Thinking of the scenes where the women smashed stacks of banknotes on him in order to drink this cup of Quan Er's special confession, I felt very excited.

Now he is nothing more than a passionate young entrepreneurial young man. Where is the style of a dude?

While talking, the second one has been prepared. This time the color is better, pale pink, with a little girly atmosphere.

"This cup is suitable for our Xiao Momo. She will love it if she wants to come." Mo Yiyun said, his eyes turned to Quan Jianli again, and the thief smiled, "You haven't answered yet, Xiao Momo is wearing Is business attire particularly attractive?"

Quan Jianli glanced at him coldly, with a slasher, scared him to shrink his neck, but he didn't shrink from it, "Say, why did you come here today? Momo was also called. This was meticulously prepared for Xiao Momo. I thought about the name, so it was called Fenmo. How about?"

"Well, the name is good, it's this wine... too weak. It would be better if you add a little bit of sweetness." Chu Xunfeng took a sip at this moment, squinting his eyes and reminiscing.

"What do you know, it's just a little lighter to fit Xiao Momo's temperament! I also deliberately added mint to it, which has a fresh feeling, just as pure as Xiao Momo's eyes, um... the taste of first love?"

Mo Yiyun waited expectantly for Quan Jianli to taste, but unexpectedly Quan Jianli took another sip, looking up and drank it.

"Hey hey, you are too wasteful!" Mo Yiyun felt painful.

"Mo Er's name is not allowed!" He didn't express any opinion, but spit out a lightly.

It seems to be in order in general.

"Why do you say that if you can't use it, you can't use it? I have to ask my little Momo about this. You can't be her master now..."

Quan Jianli's expression suddenly changed as soon as Mo Yiyun said this.

Yue Yong felt a little bit in his heart, Master Li hated hearing this kind of words the most, isn't Young Master Yun looking for something for himself.

The atmosphere became awkward in an instant, and Quan Jianli poured down one cup after another, as if to vent.

He is now so angry that he can't wait to beat Mo Yiyun severely.

What's more **** it is that what Mo Yiyun said is right!

He has nothing to do with Mo Er now, and he doesn't even have the right to be the master of her! Otherwise, he wouldn't even be unable to say that he wanted her to attend his father's funeral!

Obviously he is his most beloved woman, but since when, has the distance between him and Mo'er been getting further and further away?

"Master Li, you should drink less and go to the company in the afternoon..." Yue Yong cautiously stopped, but was stopped by Mo Yiyun unexpectedly.

"Yue Yong, let him drink it. Seeing his unpromising appearance, he must have been ignored by Xiao Momo again, right? Don't follow him. You must not offend women in the future! How about otherwise? , Just be a turbulent **** and treat all women with rain and dew. Otherwise, just love one with all your heart. Don’t let go if you are stuck in this life, but at the same time, don’t leave any thoughts to other women. When I get it, I hurt three people..."

As Mo Yiyun said, he took a meaningful look at Quan Jianli, "If you are not obedient, it is his consequence... It is simply that life is better than death..."

Quan Jianli didn't say a word, and continued to drink wine.

Two years ago, he thought that the theories about love that Mo Yiyun said were all nonsense and nonsense.

But now I realized that he was too right! It's the crudest philosophy!

Unfortunately, he realized it too late...

Yue Yong nodded seriously, and almost took notes.

Then he asked honestly, "The second Young Master Yun, what if she wants to stick to someone but hides when she sees me?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Yiyun and Chu Xunfeng looked at each other, as if they had discovered a new continent, their expressions were flying. "I said Yue Yong, are you tempted by which little girl, right? Oh, right, is it that little star? Hurry up, what stage of development is it? Speak clearly, we can help you Have an idea..."

"Second Young Master Yun, you...how do you know..." Yue Yong's face flushed, but fortunately the light here is dim, no one can tell.

But his hesitant appearance was enough to make the two of them laugh and gloat. "This shows that I have always cared about you. The matter between us is not a secret at all."

Quan Jianli, who had been drinking boring wine, interrupted abruptly, "Teach me something reliable!"

"This is natural, Quan Er, when did you say I was unreliable? This young master's love theory was obtained after countless practice, okay..."

Mo Yiyun triumphantly, poured Yue Yong a glass of non-alcoholic cocktail and pulled him to sit down.

"Quickly talk about it, where is it?"

Chu Xunfeng leaned in calmly. It turned out that men's love for gossip is no less than that of women...

In the dark and empty bar, the smell of conspiracy exudes...

Kwon Building Design Department.

Sitting in the office, Yu Chen is seriously drawing the design of another project.

Although he came to Quan Shi to pull Quan Jianli down, and then officially became the master.

But for designing this job, he is still very serious and responsible.

He also didn't want to have nothing but empty airs, but no real ability to learn.

In that way, even if he becomes the president of Quan, he won't be successful for a few days.

So he still wants to start step by step, at least so that the company's senior management will not regard him as a dude, but will help him sincerely.

The previous project signed with Haotian has laid a good reputation and foundation for him. As long as he continues to do it, he can gradually replace Quan Jianli's position! ...

Although I paint very hard, I seem to be unable to concentrate today, and I always feel that something is going to happen.

Rubbing his sore wrist, the phone on the table suddenly vibrated.

The name shown above made his eyes dark, and it was obviously someone he didn't welcome.

But he hesitated for a while or picked it up. At least for now, he still has a cooperative relationship with the other party. If he wants to formally join the sovereign, he must rely on the strength of the other party, so now is not the best time to tear his skin.

"What's the matter?" he asked gloomily.

The other party obviously didn't care about his tone, "I didn't expect your little employee in the design department to do a good job, do your best for your work. It's lunch break now, still working hard?"

"This has nothing to do with you! What can I say straight!" Yu Chen said in a bad mood.

Where does he want to chat with that madman?

The other party laughed, "Did you forget what day is tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow?" Yu Chen frowned, and suddenly thought of something, "What else do you want to do!? Isn't it enough to kill my grandfather? Do you still want to start at his funeral!? I warn you, if you dare I will not let you go for anything!"

The other party has been waiting for him to finish, and then he said without hesitation, "It's not good to be so angry, but I want to come, too. Quan Jianli didn't notify your family about such a big funeral. I want to come to Quan Xifan as the boss. A sense of presence...Oh, yes, you are still the eldest grandson. I wonder if the funeral without the eldest grandson is still a funeral?"

"Shut up! I will naturally attend Grandpa's funeral!" Yu Chen flushed with anger.

"Haha, isn't it? It depends on Quan Jianli's face, right?" The other side smiled without a smile.