Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Sure enough, I saw the partner I was supposed to contact, next to Yongcheng, smiling like a grandson, and I didn't know what I was talking about.

And the last time we saw each other only once or twice, we didn't have any good impressions of each other. The eyes were already looking in the direction of the warmth of the season.

As soon as she met this person, Ji Wen remembered Yung Yan's young lady. She looked at the partner who was supposed to ask her out. "Why did President Zhao ask me to finalize the cooperation once and for all today? Is there another reason? ”

“Don't worry about the season. It's just that President Yong and I have a good personal relationship. I think President Yong has been referring to you a lot lately. I think Yong has some meaning for Season. I just want to be a smooth person and help with the photo shoot.” Zhao had a smile on his face. When he looked at the warmth of the season, his eyes were also a little obscure.

The corner of Seasonal Warm's mouth snapped, his eyes faintly glanced at the person standing there is a kind of masterpiece: “Are you always interested in me? Even if it's not impossible, President Zhao's joke is too big. ”

President Zhao didn't expect to talk in the mall in the usual season warmth. Suddenly, the conversation was so direct, and it immediately beamed, and then it seemed a little awkward.

Yet Yongcheng opened his mouth: “How is it impossible? President Ji is such a beautiful woman and a rare young woman in the business world with such achievements. There are definitely not a few men who admire you. It is also natural for someone to have some affection for you. ”

President Zhao said, “Yes, yes, or President Yong speaking painfully, I like it. That's what happens between men and women. If you look at the right eyes, you can get a pair. It's not that complicated. ”

Seasonal warmth: "…”

President Zhao, you must be a fool.

The ice in this city's eyes is falling out. Which eye can tell he's interested in her?

Seasonal Warm just smiles and doesn't talk. After all, it is the Hongmen banquet, so the soldiers come to cover the water.

“President Zhao, some friends are still waiting upstairs. Why don't you meet them first? When I'm done talking to President Ji, I'll come up and talk to you.” Rongcheng turned to President Zhao.

President Zhao immediately said, “Well, well, then President Yung and President Ji have a nice chat. ”

The size of this restaurant is not small. At first glance, you can eat a Western meal here and consume more than 10,000 grades. Seasonal warmth has also seen samples of the various ingredients in front of you from overseas air transport, which is very expensive.

“Mr. Season, sit down.” Now no one else is disturbing the neighborhood, and the invisible smile on Yongcheng's face becomes calm and cold, directly indicating that the season is warm first, but the expression is obviously not very polite.

Season warm didn't push, sat down and faintly said: “President Yong called me here for President Zhao's reasons. It can't just be a simple meal. I don't have anything to talk about with people I'm unfamiliar with. Why don't you just say what you want, lest we waste each other's time. ”

“Ask President Ji to come here, the purpose of which is naturally to invite you to dinner, and the second thing, we'll talk when we eat, what's the rush?” Yongcheng sat across from her.

“With the power and financial resources of the Rongjia family, and the restaurant invested by the restaurant company under the name of the Rongjia Group, this restaurant should be one of the best western restaurants in the city of Beijing. It is also very sincere to invite me to dine in such a place.” Seasons are warm and not smiling.

Yongcheng called the waiter and ordered a few different dishes. Most of them were the most expensive in this restaurant. Seasonal Warm just saw them. A steak directly supplied by some Western country, for a price of 18,000. There are a few other expensive things. Seasonal Warm has not never eaten, but the arrogant orderer also saw them for the first time.

In the end, Yongcheng ordered another bottle of Lafite for 82 years.

Until the waiter walked away with the menu, Yongcheng single-handedly played with the glass on the table and looked at it sitting on the opposite side all the time, but could not see the emotional season warmth: “Though the investigation into Mo Jingshen was a bit tricky, I also learned about it from some friends on the side of Haicheng, you once had a marriage with Mo Jingshen and divorced three years ago, right? ”

Seasonal warm eyebrows picked slightly: “You continue to say that you know, you don't have to ask me, if it wasn't for the confirmed news, Joon wouldn't have invited me here for dinner and drink Rafi, right? ”

Yong Cheng smiled, but smiled less: “Since Season is not going to talk to me for too long, then Yong can be straight to the point. As far as I know, Season's relationship with the Seasons is not so clear. It seems that Seasons has no blood ties with you. After you married Mo Jingshen in less than a year, you divorced Mo Jingshen. You have been in London for the next three years, you have just returned home for the first few months. I see that Seasons Chief is very talented in the business circle. As long as you can help, whether you are Seasons daughter or not, as long as you walk better in the future, no one will ever mention you again. As long as MN Group is in the domestic steam day, you want to find another suitable man to marry, it is not difficult. ”

“As for Mo Jingdeep...” His voice faded: “My sister hasn't insisted on looking for him in the past few days, but I see that she is really sad for him. Since you and Mo haven't seen each other for many years, I'm afraid that when you come back, it's just some ambiguity caused by past relationships. After divorce, there will be no deep feelings between you. In that case, as long as you let go of Mo Jing deeply, Yong Jia can turn to MN Group...”

This side of Yongcheng is not finished, not far away, on the restaurant's spinning staircase, suddenly came down a figure: “When did President Yongcheng do this menacing behavior? That's not what I know about Prince Yong. ”

When I heard the voice of the person who came down, it was silent when the season warmed up...

When did this grandson of Xiao Luno come to Beijing? Was he upstairs? Never, what Yongcheng just said about the people upstairs today, including him?

Not surprisingly, there are only a few families in the country who can name names, the Haicheng Mo family, and the Xiao family next door, and the Yong family of this capital city, it's not surprising that the heirs of several large families know each other.

Knowing is knowing, but it's not knowing what the relationship is.

Rongcheng turned his eyes because of the sound, and Seasonal Warm turned his eyes, only Xiao Luno went downstairs and walked over with a seemingly cold smile.

The approaching man was about 185 feet tall, and the suit was supposed to be formal, but he seemed to be wearing it casually, undisturbed by spills from the bones, single-handedly stuck in his trouser pocket, and his eyebrows slowly swept over Yongcheng's face.