Song Qiyue was almost taken into the car!
He directly took her hand, opened the door, and stuffed her in the car!
It's really strange, who caused him again.
Mo Zhengyan got in the car too, he ordered, "Drive."
The driver waited early, and when he got the order, he stepped on the accelerator and left the dynasty.
Under the moonlight at night, the car quietly ran on the streets of Hong Kong City.
The car in front and the car in the rear were followed by Qi Jian and He Sangsang.
In the car, Mo Zhengyan hadn't spoken all the time, and the atmosphere felt even more heavy.
Song Qiyue felt that this was not possible. She turned her head and smiled and thanked, "Mr. Mo, thank you for borrowing my clothes. They are warm, with good texture, and expensive, right?"
Mo Zhengyan's expression was even more gloomy, and he coldly spit out, "You are in the mood to be joking."
"Why not in the mood? Didn't you just have a good time?" Song Qiyue smiled, and she shouted to the man in front of her, "I said Mr. Driver, can you drive more slowly? I'm afraid of motion sickness after drinking."
The driver was just drunk by Mr. Mo. He drove as hard as a drag racing. Now when he heard these words, the speed of the car slowly slowed down.
Song Qiyue lowered the car window a little, and the wind blew herself through the gap.
The night breeze in May is still cold, but it is also refreshing and pleasant.
"Afraid of motion sickness, I still drink like this." His voice came from the side faintly.
"You can't be disappointed when you come out to play."
"You are bolder."
"How can I be the most timid."
"I didn't dare when I was in Kyoto before. Why did I dare to do it again?" His tone has always been a line, not bullying, but it seems more and more weird and dangerous.
Speaking of Kyoto, Song Qiyue remembered that in the suite, he threatened her to change clothes.
"It's safer in crowded places, lonely man and widow, who knows what to do." Song Qiyue smiled, and she asked directly, "In Kyoto that day, you insisted that I change clothes in front of you. It was hungry. Be thirsty."
Hungry and thirsty.
Hearing this conversation, the driver in front could hardly wish that he was deaf at the moment.
Mo Zhengyan didn't speak anymore, Jun Yan seemed gentle, but he was silent and frightening.
The car drove for a while, and the driver's voice was very tight, "Ms. Mo, where are we going?"
Mo Zhengyan's Junyan was submerged in the black shadow, but he whispered, "Gold Coast Apartment."
When he heard him report this place, Song Qiyue asked with a smile, "Is going to my place? But, you know, I like hotels."
Mo Zhengyan looked at the front with a deep gaze, the light and shadow under his eyes were changing unpredictably, it was really unclear.
"Send you back." After a long time, he said again.
Song Qiyue became curious, "It was in the middle of the night, so happy to play, just send me back, don't you do anything else?"
"What do you want to do." He turned his head and looked over, the light from the corner of his eye was very dim, a cluster of brilliant light.
She held his arm up with her hand, and she said softly against him, "You can do whatever you want."
She acted arbitrarily, she didn't care, she traded her body, all of which made Mo Zhengyan frown. He grabbed her wrist, abruptly!
"For the land in the east of the city in the hands of Boss Gao, you can come and accompany me, or even sleep with me?" He almost questioned.
Song Qiyue was still smiling, she smiled freely, and said more freely, "One sleep is also a sleep, two sleep is also a sleep, sleep a few times, anyway, it is not bad."
He pressed harder and held it fiercely. She seemed to hear the creak of her wrist bones!
Almost thinking that he would break a bone, he let her go again. The strength was a bit strong, and Song Qiyue fell slightly to one side.
Her scent came over, and that scent made him even more impetuous.
Mo Zhengyan yelled, "Sit away!"
Song Qiyue didn't dare to offend him anymore, and quickly sat down and stopped moving.
The car finally drove to the front of the apartment building, and the driver came to open the door for her, but Song Qiyue did not get out of the car immediately.
"Boss Gao asked me to be happy with you today. If you are upset, then I can't explain it." Song Qiyue turned her head and smiled.
Mo Zhengyan also looked at her.
Upon seeing this, the driver temporarily closed the half-open door.
"Which result do you want?" he asked rhetorically.
Song Qiyue was very frank, "Of course I hope you are happy, so that I can get what I want."
"Aren't you proud and arrogant and don't need other people's kindness?" Two times before, she rejected him with such righteous words, dismissive of such disdain.
Song Qiyue frowned, but there was a sense of seriousness in her eyes, "No matter whether Mr. Mo is happy or not, I have always worked hard. If someone sincerely wants to help me, why should I refuse again. Uncle, this world? I understand the truth."
She said it indifferently, and she felt a sense of resignation when she arrived indifferently.
Mo Zhengyan didn't know if this was an illusion, she asked again, "Now, do you want to change the place?"
After looking at each other for a second, Mo Zhengyan whispered, "Get out of the car."
Song Qiyue no longer entangled, she obeyed and got out of the car.
In the night, Song Qiyue watched Mo Zhengyan's car go.
...
Early in the morning, Song Qiyue came to the company casually, and Shao Fei asked, "Did you stay with your old friend No. 1 last night?"
"Look at your thoughts, what are you thinking about? Yesterday, I was sent home by a gentleman, and it was not past twelve o'clock."
Shao Fei had a hell of a face, and he couldn't believe it, "Your sheep is in the wolf pen, so how can you let you go?"
"There are many sheep in their wolf pen."
"What's the situation now about that piece of land in the east of the city?"
When it comes to the land, Song Qiyue has no bottom in her heart.
She didn't know what the result would be.
At ten o'clock, Song Qiyue called, "Boss Gao, are you busy? Did you bother you?"
Boss Gao happily responded. Before she could bring up the business, he took the initiative to say, "Manager Song, thanks to you this time, I was very happy last night..."
There was always an indescribable obscurity in these words, and Song Qiyue's expression was calm.
In the end, Boss Gao said, "This land sale, my friendship with you, of course is for you! After a while, I will send someone to deliver the contract in person, and it will be paid at the market price."
After finishing the call, Song Qiyue immediately ordered, "Feier, go to the finance and prepare to allocate funds at any time."
"The land in the east of the city has been discussed?" Shao Fei was very happy, as if he was relieved, "Okay, I will go now."
After half an hour, Boss Gao's assistant arrived and delivered the contract he signed.
After the handover, an agreement was reached.
The first phase of the project has finally been implemented.
Shao Fei shouted, "Now you really want to invite me to dinner! Even invite me for a week!"
"I didn't hear, I didn't hear." Song Qiyue was about to pretend to be deaf and mute, she turned her back. Shao Fei was still yelling behind him, but she really couldn't hear him.
Today, the weather in Hong Kong is sunny, but the sunshine can't catch her eyes.
...
"Master Su He, just got the news that the high boss sold the land to Miss July, just ten minutes ago."
Johnson stood in front of the executive desk and relayed the news to Zhou Suhe.
Zhou Suhe sat upright, his pen in his hand was lightly clenched, "It seems that the customer was very satisfied at the Dynasty last night."
He was not surprised by this news. After three days, Boss Gao did not call them back, which meant failure.
His voice was cold, "Did you find out who the other party is?"
Johnson said, "That gentleman, he has a lot of status."
Johnson grew up in Zhou's family, and even followed Zhou Suhe's side, allowing him to recognize his identity, but few.
Zhou Suhe was also a little curious, "What's the background?"
"He is the eldest son of Mo's in Gangcheng, the general manager of Jiuyuan Group." Johnson reported his identity.
Zhou Suhe accurately captured the opponent in his mind, and he pronounced the opponent's name, "Mo Zhengyan."
Behind the Mo family is an entire family of Mo family, one of the richest families in Hong Kong. He is the only son of Chairman Mo and Mrs. Mo. He is the purest heir of the Mo family’s lineage. He is rich in gold. People born with spoons. Nowadays, the chairman of the board of directors abdicated, and he has been in charge for a long time. It has become popular in foreign shopping malls, and it is even more famous in China.
Zhou Suhe operated abroad in his early years, and he has heard many rumors about this Mo Shao. Those deeds are almost magical.
As for Mo Zhengyan, he seldom shows up in person, and has always come and go without a trace.
Completely mysterious.
Now, such a number one person is actually related to Song Qiyue.
"It's this great young man." Jiang Sen said again, "In addition to inquiring about these, I also heard of some things."
"Say."
Johnson said one by one, "I heard that the Mo family and the Song family are distant relatives. According to seniority, Mr. Mo is their brother-in-law."
"Uncle who has no blood relationship." Zhou Suhe pointed out the key.
"Yes." Johnson replied, "Miss July had a batch of goods to go through customs. At first, it was unsuccessful. Later, President Wang who handled customs affairs suddenly agreed, because of the relationship with President Mo."
"Also, Miss July's first phase of the project requested the president of the bank to borrow funds. The president Zhong did not agree at first. Later, he sent someone to directly send the loan contract to Dingxin. It was also because Mr. Mo was in private. Promise to be a credit guarantor."
Johnson said two things in a row, Zhou Suhe immediately understood, and he said quietly, "Now, on the land in the east of the city, he has helped her again and let her get it."
"In the past, the land in the west of the city, President Mo once sent someone to the Blue Sky Company."
Only at that time, Zhou Suhe had already sent Johnson to put that piece of land in his pocket.
Suddenly, Zhou Suhe's eyes condensed.
So in other words, this President Mo knew of his existence as early as that time?
"Master Su He, there is one more thing." Johnson replied.
Zhou Suhe frowned, "More?"
"I heard that the reason why Boss Gao's investment is in crisis is because someone has done tricks behind his back." When Johnson talked about this, he felt that this person was too hidden.
Click here, it is already clearly visible.
In this unfamiliar city, such a person who has never met before, spied himself like this from a height.
Zhou Suhe read his name word by word, "Mo, Zheng, Yan."
Long admired the name.