Moody's expression softened slightly, and he held the wine glass in his hand and said thoughtfully, "...I'll tell my father."
That being said.
But both Elena and Moody knew it in their hearts.
At this time, Moody went back and told his family that the cooperation had not been concluded and the other party wanted to increase the price... From another perspective, it would seem that Moody's... ability to do things is average!
**
The next day.
Few people are discussing last night's meteor shower, but it is still a hot topic in private circles.
Ordinary people may not know who is behind this meteor shower, and may just think of it as a money-burning game for "rich people".
People in the circle are different from ordinary people. They have seen higher levels and come into contact with a wider world. They know that in order to create such a large meteor shower in Beijing, it is not just a matter of spending money. It also requires sufficient background to get approval.
There are only a few people in the circle who have the ability to do this.
The Qin family, the Wei family, the Wen family and the Ye family.
And yesterday was the birthday of Ye’s girlfriend, so the answer was obvious.
Although Haitong was kicked out of the group by Zhang Yang.
But she grew up in Beijing after all, and in addition to Zhang Yang's group, she has several small groups on WeChat.
Most of them were socialites of similar social status to hers.
She had seen people discussing the meteor shower in the group last night, and this morning she saw someone in one of the small groups directly say that last night's meteor shower was a birthday gift prepared by Ye Wangchuan for Qiao Nian.
Whose birthday present makes such a big fuss
Isn't this a declaration of love for Qiao Nian to everyone
Haitong has been feeling low pressure since she got up in the morning. The air around her is a little colder than the air next to her. The servants in the house who have eyes to see stay away from her for fear of provoking her.
"morning."
Hai's mother was sitting at the dining table eating breakfast. When she saw her coming downstairs, she greeted her, "Tongtong, come over and have dinner." Hai's father also raised his eyelids to look at her and put down the newspaper in his hand.
Under the gaze of the two, Haitong walked up to them, pulled out a chair and sat down, wiped her hands with a wet towel, glanced at the porridge and side dishes in front of her, and immediately lost her appetite.
"Why are you eating this again? I wanted to eat toast and spaghetti."
She had long been accustomed to Western-style meals, and felt that eating French cuisine, red wine and steak were symbols of elegance, and that things like porridge and side dishes were not worthy of her status at all.
Haitong was already in a bad mood, and immediately became even worse. She dropped her chopsticks and asked her mother: "Mom, there is no milk bread at home?"
The sea mother winked at the servant and said to her with a smile, "I'll ask someone to get it."
Father Hai slapped his chopsticks with a crisp sound, looked at her with an unpleasant expression and scolded her: "Everyone can eat, but you are the only one who has too much trouble!"
Haitong pretended not to hear and ignored him completely.
The mother of the sea tried to smooth things over, and told the father and daughter to stop arguing: "Okay, okay, the child is young, so you should say less."
When Father Hai heard this, his temples throbbed and he glared at his wife: "Look at her, she's almost out of control."
The sea mother still pulled his sleeve, signaling him not to continue.
The servant dutifully brought the Western breakfast Haitong had requested and placed it in front of the girl: "Miss, your breakfast."
"If she hadn't provoked him in the beginning, our family wouldn't have gotten to the point where it is now." Hai's father had a gloomy face, and he thought of what the old lady said before she left. Looking at Hai Tong's increasingly undisciplined appearance, he didn't know whether it was right or wrong for him to follow his wife's advice...
(End of this chapter)