Gu Xianzhang, who was sitting at the end of the long table, took the rice bowl without hesitation and started to chew slowly, his mouth was bulging and unable to speak at all.

Ye Mingjing and Fang Lingying looked at Mou Chenfei in surprise and stood on the side of the long table with Buck, directing the butler to adjust the dishes, arrange to start the wine, look at each other quickly, and have to shake their heads and walk away. They really can't do the same as the young lady. The foundation of this wealthy family cannot be handled properly by force. At least Mou Chenfei just looked at the table and then submitted several dishes in a row: "Change it, Uncle Xie should prefer a peaceful Jiangsu and Zhejiang flavor..."

The so-called details determine success or failure. Those who can achieve hegemony in the business world pay attention to being careful and careful. Mou Chenfei has a very deep reserve of experience in such matters.

Sure enough, the one who took the lead came to sit down was Xie Dongdao's father, shook his head like a spring breeze: "The girl has changed so much, Xiao Fei has become a lady from a family. I'm so envious..."

Her delicate accent seemed very artificial, and she reached out to hold the man next to her: "Uncle Xie is in good health. I haven't seen you for a long time. Let me introduce it. This is my boyfriend Ba Zhiming, a famous interior designer. These are my friends..." Her "female friends" all curled their lips and turned around, not cooperating with the upper-level mode that the lady automatically turned on. Fortunately, the sofa in the living room was wide, and Zhou Xiaoli turned on the TV boldly, and was very disdainful of Buck's famous title. She whispered to Xiang Wan: "Isn't it just designing a place that is a little bit big? Then, her tail will be raised to the sky!"

Fang Lingying resolved the smile: "Where is the tail?"

Ye Mingjing thought a lot: "Let's go ahead..."

The other three spitted on her with blushing faces.

These little movements and laughter Yan Yanyan was inconspicuous in the chaos on the dining table, but on the other side, it seemed that these few people were not interested in outsiders, and some young people on the porch looked excited, as if they were very humiliating.

The old men turned a blind eye and smiled and picked up the wine glass. Under the introduction of the old man named Xie, they drank and talked with two young people on Buck one by one. They were not very flattering, but they were never arrogant. They were not humble or arrogant, and they were very sensible. Among them, the deputy mayor named Cheng Tiangang could smile and talk to Buck about design. It turned out that he was a graduate of the School of Architecture, but he only took up a graduate degree after he had been in politics for many years.

It’s not like drinking too much like drinking, but it’s just a meaning. It looks very peaceful. It turns out that they are all Shanghai business tycoons and two surrounding city leaders. Buck doesn’t admire them much, but he can learn from Mou Chenfei’s rhythm and sip wine with a smile. What does Lao Gu mean by digging rice in his mind? Do you have to drink with these old guys you don’t know? Then the young people in the distance become more and more entangled on their faces?

It was Mou Tianbo who rescued him.

It seemed like I visited the door by chance, knocked on the wooden door of California red shirt, walked in in surprise, and could still call out the names of Xie Dongdao and two or three young people around me, shook hands and patted the shoulders very well, then walked to the dining table with a smile while greeting Lao Xie and others, and scolded Buck very quietly: "It's big or small! Several elders, why are you two standing here? Go and go, stand aside with the young people!"

Mou Chenfei already felt that she had a good sense of balance. She wanted to jump up when she blinked her eyes. It was obviously the other party’s fault. This is to apologize...

But Buck held her raised hand and smiled and said, "Yes, yes, yes, right? You didn't come, let's stand up first." He held Mou Chenfei's hand and stood up. However, he just adjusted his face and greeted Mou Tianbo at the door, Xie Dongdao and others nodded, turned around and went to the living room. With his temperament, it was really hard to accompany these Chinese people's mysterious communication.

The girls here were also not patient with this situation, but their eyes were all looking at the palms they were holding.

Buck wanted to let go, and Mou Chenfei bravely grabbed it. As a result, the people here immediately looked away and began to discuss the scenes on the TV, but they just didn't cooperate with her.

Mou Tianbo sat down calmly and said to the business tycoons who seemed familiar to him: "The child is ignorant, I will discipline him when he comes home... Is Lao Xie interested in making a market together in the second half of the year? I want to try the North American precious metal market..." In a few words, everyone at the dining table completely changed their attention, of course, maybe it was a cooperation change.

Mou Chenfei may have realized that other girls were targeting her, but she didn't care at all. She sat down with Buck's hand. Buck was still standing. She pulled the wide palm to her shoulder to cover her shoulders, sat on the sofa slightly, her legs together, and looked back through the seemingly blocked and non-blocking Bogu rack. Her eyes were very lively. Maybe she still liked such a magnificent business operation in her bones, or she had been trained for so long, and she always admired her father's grand style.

From the eyes of other girls, the pleated skirt is so perfect. If Buck dresses more formally, he will be a photo of a handsome man. After all, Buck's heroic and tough temperament is still very eye-catching. This girl is really showing off her instinctively all the time.

Buck didn't think so much about these things, and he also looked back and looked on Gu Xianzhang's back. The most inconspicuous old man sitting at the end of the long table was the director of this drama, right?

What is the purpose of this director?

When did you shout about shooting?

Buck was a little nervous, but it was not difficult to analyze it. Just as Xiang Wan said, a very powerful businessman, a politician who was walking on his territory, was a scumbag in front of such a national supervision force. Although the words were unpleasant, it was the same as the Dongchang spy who could grasp the local tyrants thousands of years ago. It was also like the Jiujing Group I met at the tasting meeting. The shit star on his butt was not cleaned. When he hit the supervisory agency, he naturally fled in panic. For the general business and political people who are not pure and flawless, a director of a local bureau could really ask them to sit down and apologize, resolve the conflicts and prevent the incident from escalating.

But is that all?

Buck promised that Xiang Wan's skillful small notebook would never let people see which department she belonged to. Gu Xianzhang intervened in so short time. There was only one possibility. The auction was under their sermon throughout the auction, and it might even be that they took the initiative to find these elders. I think of Mou Tianbo saying that the relevant departments had already found him, and a net had spread on his head. Some people were proud of the protection net, some people were keen on the relationship net, but their most fucked fishing net, would they put their own net in it, and they could not move at all, and could only follow the direction of this net guided?

If you think a little further, maybe these stupid young people were arranged by Gu Xianzhang to take the initiative to provoke trouble. Guoan intervened in time and was close to the rough and made his relationship with the Mou family public. Isn’t the current situation confirmed that he is the son-in-law of the Mou family?

This is what I just thought was inappropriate. These things are so coherent, and I feel like I'm dragging myself in step by step!

Of course, it may be because he was thinking too much. Buck said that he was really not good at thinking so much!

While meditating, the slightly cool slender fingers on his palm moved. Buck lowered his head, and his suffocating face was filled with concern and seriousness: "Dad said... Harmony makes money, confrontation is never a solution to the problem. It is the wise man who follows the trend."

Buck looked away from the girl's face with difficulty, and his eyes hovered on the scheming and concise people at the table, and nodded with a smile as if he had gained something.

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Chapter completed!