C37 Why Are You Still Hesitating

Right after Xi Muqiao left, Qiu Ning called.

Last night, his 300 yuan phone had been broken by that son of a b * tch, Lu Ziming. This morning, Zuo Zhen had sent another one over, with a silver coloured fuselage, looking both luxurious and grand, very consistent with Xi Da Jin's noble temperament.

"Mu Mu, are you hurt?"

Once she said this, Qiao Mu flew into a rage. She viciously pounded the sofa, "Isn't it that bastard Lu Ziming? He actually stopped me halfway. Damn it, he's even stronger than me!"

"Ah ah ah, then are you still chaste?"

Qiao Mu lifted his eyelids. "He's not here anymore …"

Qiu Ning was suddenly in a state of rage. "Damn it, Mu Mu, just you wait. I'll go and chop him off, castrate him, and avenge you!"

"No need, he's already lying in the hospital. I said that my chastity is gone because it has long since been taken away by the financial backer."

" ...what "?"

Qiao Mu crossed his legs. The moment he mentioned how Xi Muqiao had beaten up Lu Ziming last night, she became excited, dancing and drooling as she described the scene. At the end, she just stood on the sofa, her red and swollen face flushed red with excitement.

"F * ck, your financial backer is so handsome. Oh yeah, I gave you those two girls yesterday." Did you use all of them? He saved you, did you promise me with your body. "

"Useless!" When she mentioned the embarrassing incident last night, Qiao Mu's face turned red.

Qiu Ning exploded, looking as if she was disappointed in him. She angrily shouted through gritted teeth, "You little bitch, what are you hesitating for!? Sleep with him! Sleep with him! "

"…"

In the office of the chairman of Xi Empire's corporation.

"Mucho, Mucho told me you vetoed a few of his proposals. What happened?"

Xi Rufeng was sitting on a black leather sofa with his legs crossed. Although he was talking to Xi Muqiao, his gaze was not on Xi Muqiao. He said that he was here to inquire, but from Xi Muqiao's point of view, his aloof attitude made him seem more like he was here to interrogate.

"The schemes proposed by Mu Che are too expensive and lack profits. I have a better plan in my hands. Second Uncle, as you know, as a merchant, the most important thing is the benefits."

Xi Muqiao flipped through the documents in his hands and quickly signed his name without even raising his head.

"Your brother just took over, so you should forgive him for a while. In my opinion, this plan should be given to Mucher. Our Xi Family does not lack that much money."

Xi Lu Feng was over fifty years old and had been well maintained. The passage of time did not leave much of an impression on him, and there was a fishtail at the corner of his eyes. He looked like he was in his early forties.

However, Xi Muqiao knew that his second uncle was a wolf in sheep's clothing. He was keeping an eye on him all the time, waiting for him to make a mistake and bite off a piece of meat.

On the surface, he seemed to be discussing with him, but his tone was full of orders. Xi Muqiao's thin lips curled up into an undetectable trace of ridicule, a bit of sharpness flashing through his eyes. Even if he wasted the money, he wouldn't use Xi Muche's scheme.

"Second Uncle, I'm sorry, the proposal I have already signed the contract."

Only then did his sight fall on Xi Muqiao's face and his eyes narrowed. When he arrived, he had already investigated thoroughly about the matter and didn't sign the contract.

"When?"

He picked up a piece of paper from the table and shook it, tapping it with his fingertips. Simujo smiled.

"Just now."

His nephew had been extremely shrewd since he was young, and no one would be able to take advantage of him. From the way this kid had ruthlessly stabbed him, it was clear that he was a cruel and merciless person.

If he had known it would turn out like this, he would have done something even more extreme. He would not only have rushed the guests, but he would also have killed this brat in his plan!

After failing to achieve his goal, he did not stay any longer and stood up with his hands behind his back. His pair of sinister eyes quietly stared at Xi Muqiao who was flipping through the documents.

"Mu Qiao, Second Uncle wants to advise you. We are all family, do not be too ruthless."

Xi Muqiao's thin lips curved up slightly. He put down the document in his hand and lazily leaned against the back of the chair.

"Second Uncle, what are you talking about? I am only talking to the wrong person and everything has to be done according to the rules."

Xi Lu Feng flung his sleeves and snorted coldly. Then, he flung the door open and walked out.

His long fingers picked up a pen and played with it on his fingertips. Xi Muqiao stared at the swinging glass door as his gaze turned cold inch by inch.

The old fox still thought that he was the youth that couldn't do anything that year? You still want to continue controlling him? Dream on!

Don't think that he didn't know who did it. As the eldest grandson of the Xi Family, no matter where he and Xiao Yan went, his grandma would send bodyguards to protect them from the shadows.

He had thought that as the second son, he would be able to take over the entire Xi Family as long as he got out of the Xi Family. However, he had never expected that a teenage boy that he thought was nothing would be able to manage the Xi Family.

The thing that Xi Muqiao could not tolerate the most was that after he was chased out of the house by the old granny, Xi Lufeng used the old granny to bring Xi Muqiao out to see a psychiatrist. The only ones in the house were Yuan Sufei and Xi Muyan, and they had actually locked Xi Muyan in their rooms in an attempt to harm her.

Thanks to Xi Muqiao sneaking back while treating him, he picked up the fruit knife from the tea table and stabbed at him. That youth's violent and violent appearance made Xi Ruofeng extremely fearful. However, this matter was only known to the three of them.

Picking up the phone from the side, Xi Muqiao's face was as pale as if he had wrung water from a well. He said coldly, "Binhai warehouse, it's time to pack up the net."

As soon as Xi Musheng left the office, he hurried forward and followed his father.

"Dad, how is it? Has Xi Muqiao agreed?"

Xi Lu Feng shook his head gloomily.

"He doesn't even give you face?" Simochi looked shocked.

"The wings are hard, it's hard to control."

This time, Xi Muqiao had rejected his suggestion, which had also surprised him. In the past, if he had any problems, as long as he stepped forward, they would definitely be settled according to his wishes. He had not expected that Xi Muqiao would directly reject it and sign the contract in front of him.

What is this, a provocation? Every action that Xi Muqiao had taken in the past few years was now under his control. How could he have the guts to do so?

"Then what do we do? We've already discussed with the other party and come up with a plan. We can make a huge profit from this."

"What else can we do? I'll talk to them." Xi Lu Feng turned his head to look at his son, who had lost his wits, and snorted coldly. If Xi Mubai was half as strong as Xi Mubai, they wouldn't have to work so hard.

"Don't think that just because you married your face back home you start to feel proud of yourself. It's just a woman, there's no lack of Xi Muqiao!"