The momentum of the domestic real estate industry will have more and more room for growth. She and the boss of BGY sat in the conference room to express their opinions on the analysis of domestic real estate.
Every word Ji Nuan said was on point, making BGY's boss even more looking forward to the next cooperation with Mo Nuan's studio.
Just as they were getting into the conversation, the cell phone on the conference table started to vibrate. Ji Nuan didn't look at the caller ID, so she pressed hang up and continued talking with a smile.
In the Amethyst City Club, Mo Jingshen heard the phone being hung up and glanced at the phone screen.
Nan Heng looked at the man who had not yet walked out of the box with his cell phone, and asked with a teasing look on his face: "What's your expression? Could it be that Ji Nuan hung up on you?"
Mo Jingshen said nothing.
Did the little woman really learn to hang up the phone
When Qin Siting said just now that he actually allowed Ji Nuan to grow a pair of wings and fly around, he finally started to think about it.
Twenty-year-old Ji Nuan still has a lot of room to learn and grow. Thinking about one day in the future, if she really grows up completely, is reborn, and transforms into the so-called President Ji who he can no longer control...
Mo Jingshen narrowed his eyes slightly.
Qin Siting was always sitting calmly on the square sofa on the other side drinking. He gently shook the white half of the glass in the square cup and said with a smile: "Ji Nuan is really the first one who dares to hang up on you. , I have to praise her when she comes, she is really good!"
After his tone fell for a moment, Qin Siting said again: "It's getting late, but if something happens, do you want to go see her?"
Nan Heng looked at the time: "With Feng Ling by her side, there won't be any problems. She definitely hung up the phone by herself. I put my most capable assistant next to his woman. If this can still happen Situation, wouldn’t that be too sorry for my years of cultivation for Feng Ling?”
Mo Jingshen walked over and kicked Nan Heng's legs off the crystal coffee table before sitting down on the sofa. After sitting down, he said indifferently: "If I don't get Feng Ling away from you, I'm afraid you will die directly to her." In hand."
Nan Heng suddenly choked on a puff of cigarette. He coughed until some bloodshot eyes appeared in his deep eyes before he said with some difficulty: "Why did he, Mom, tell me that I would die in her hands?"
Mo Jingshen sneered coolly: "I see you've been really busy lately."
"What? I'm very free, you want to fight with me?" Nan Heng held a cigarette in his mouth and squinted his eyes.
"Don't leave, you two. If you want to kill each other, stay away from me. I don't want to drag two seriously injured patients back to the hospital in the middle of the night. It's rare for me not to be on night shift today." Qin Siting sneered coldly.
…
More than half an hour later, Ji Nuan finally appeared at the Amethyst City Club.
The security guard led the way to the designated box door, opened the door, and saw that the box inside was very large, with a sofa, coffee table, standing microphone, and many facilities that only high-end party halls would have.
There were only three people sitting inside.
Mo Jingshen, Nan Heng, and Qin Siting.
Qin Siting is now considered an old acquaintance. To Ji Nuan, Nanheng has always only known him by name but never seen him in person. It is said that he usually spends a lot of time in the United States and is engaged in arms business. He once worked in He made his fortune in Haicheng and later became famous in the United States.
As soon as she opened the door, Mo Jingshen's dull eyes looked towards her and said: "Nuan Nuan, come and sit."
Ji Nuan nodded and was about to go over when he suddenly saw Nan Heng's unbearable expression, as if he had goosebumps.
"I'm telling you, you can kiss me any way you want at home. Can you please be careful that this is a public place?" Nan Heng scolded her coldly.
In all the years I have known Mo Jingshen, I have never seen him take such initiative with anyone, let alone in such an intimate and enthusiastic way. It really pushed the limits of their acceptance.
Mo Jingshen glanced at him coldly: "Take your feet away."
Nan Heng: “…”
I really wanted to curse, but I endured it. In a blink of an eye, I saw that Ji Nuan had walked over. Nan Heng's feet were resting on the coffee table, which was indeed blocking the way. When he retracted his feet, he glanced towards the door.
After Feng Ling sent Ji Nuan to him, he stood outside the door dutifully and turned around to stand with the bodyguards in front of the door.
"What are you doing standing outside? Come in." Nan Heng lowered his voice, cold and like an order.
Ji Nuan was just about to let Feng Ling come in, but Feng Ling never came in. As soon as she walked to Mo Jingshen and sat down, she raised her eyes and said to Feng Ling outside the door: "Yes, come in, it's not outsider."
Feng Ling was still standing outside the door without saying a word. Her eyes flicked across Nan Heng's face. She just glanced at her indifferently. She didn't say hello to her old boss. She moved her eyes away and returned to Ji Nuan: " This kind of occasion is not suitable for me, Mrs. Mo, I will be waiting outside the door, call me if you need anything."
After saying that, he closed the door directly outside.
There was an inexplicable and eerie silence in the box. Ji Nuan was used to Feng Ling's cold and hard temper. Seeing that the door had been closed outside, Ji Nuan didn't press any further.
Mo Jingshen looked at Ji Nuan's face and handed her the drink list on the coffee table: "What would you like to drink?"
Ji Nuan looked down at the drink list, then looked at the many good wines on the coffee table, and said with a smile: "Don't bother me, there are so many wines, I can just drink them with you."
In the end, Mo Jingshen took back the drink list from her hand, rang the table bell and called the waiter from the bar to come in, and ordered her a glass of hot juice and a fruit platter.
It wasn't until Waiter took the order and left that Mo Jingshen said, "I told you, don't ever drink again in the future."
"I can't drink much..."
"Not even one bite."
“…”
Ever since Feng Ling closed the door, Nan Heng's face had been gloomy, and now he heard the two men next to him still spreading dog food frantically.
He glanced at Ji Nuan unbearably, and then sneered and scolded: "Isn't this woman so bold just now that she dared to hang up on you? In the blink of an eye, she turned into a carefree again? She even asked for a glass of juice. How squeamish is it that’s been heated?”
Qin Siting poured the wine carelessly: "I've seen it before, you still have to get used to it. But medically speaking, women should drink less cold drinks and drink more hot drinks as much as possible, which is good for the body. benefit."
Nan Heng scolded coldly, squinted his eyes and sneered: "You are indeed being tortured so much that you are so confused that you are almost cheering for these two people."
Qin Siting still smiled nonchalantly: "Brother, do you think it's easy for me? I think I've probably been abused by the two of them for a long time. I've developed Stockholm Syndrome after being abused. I'm used to it. Even if they don't abuse me for two days, I won't get used to it." .”
Nan Heng leaned back on the sofa, turned around, and said coldly: "You want to be tortured so much? Okay, I will make it happen for you."
Qin Siting raised his eyes and looked at him: "What's the fulfillment?"
Nan Heng glanced towards the door and said in a meaningful tone, "You will know soon."