"Brother Feng, just tell the truth. Are you serious?" Jian Mu saw him entranced and playfully stepped forward and took away the photo from his hand.
"Let nature take its course. Do you think I'm a playboy like you?" Mo Chifeng took back the photo and put it on the table, looking at him, "Mei Zhaohe will transport a batch of goods at the dock at eight o'clock tomorrow evening. You can do it in advance.
Take someone to squat down. Those things under his hands are not clean. You know how to deal with them."
Jian Mu calculated the time in his mind and didn't agree. Thinking of Ning Yunsu who had joked with him in the morning, he immediately had an idea, "Leave it to Ah Su. He is the best at doing this. I just don't have time tomorrow." "Be careful next time and don't delay the business, otherwise you won't be done with the relationship between Ah Su and Bai Chu." Mo Chifeng stood up with the photo and lightly touched Jian Mu's arm with his elbow as he passed by.
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Jian Mu has been working with him for more than ten years. He knows very well what kind of character he is and also knows the reason why he says he is "unavailable". He just arrived in the imperial capital and was busy for a few days and felt itchy again.
"I know." Jian Mu said nonchalantly. She closed the door behind him, went downstairs, and walked out of the gate of Nanxun Villa arm in arm with Ning Yun, who was sitting on the sofa waiting for him. "Good brother, I and I
Tell me one thing..."
"Hey Jian Mu, you really treat me like a tool!" Ning Yunsu's shout came from the silent night. He pretended to be displeased and slapped Jian Mu on the back, then stuffed the car key into his hand.
into his hands, "As compensation, you drive!"
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The restaurant was selected by Mochi Feng. It is not far from either the Rong Group or the Jinsheng Consortium, and is located in a compromise location.
The restaurant is not too big, but the business is very popular. If you want to dine in, you must make a reservation in advance.
She heard that it was very difficult to make a reservation at this restaurant. If she ran out of time and didn't get a seat, she would have to wait until next time. She knew that Mo Chifeng must have put a lot of thought into these two seats, and she couldn't help but smile.
With a smile, a warm current flows through my heart, rippling the entire lake of my heart.
The decoration in the restaurant is antique, the floor is made of solid wood, and this exquisite tea set is placed on each dining table.
Mo Chifeng booked a seat in the private room on the second floor. She walked up the stairs on the floor and pushed open the door in the middle.
Mo Chi Feng has arrived.
He is wearing a black shirt, which is obviously a casual style, but it has an indescribable formality to it.
He was reading a vertical book taken from a small bookshelf nearby. He heard the sound of the door being opened. He closed the book and raised his head and asked her, "How is this place?"
"The environment is nice." She sat across from him, her handbag put aside, "You came so early."
"It's not early, and I just arrived." He said, pushing the menu in front of her, "Whatever Lingling wants to eat, I'll ask the waiter to come up."
"The shrimp in this shop has a unique taste. I think you can try it." She flipped through the menu casually and pushed it back to him, "You'd better order some."
Mo Chifeng called the waiter, ordered a few dishes, and whispered something to him. Rong Lingling was distracted and didn't hear clearly.
After the waiter went downstairs, he quickly returned. This time, he held a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice in his hand.
"If I remember correctly, you like drinking very much."
This sentence made Rong Lingling feel complicated. She took a sip with the straw in her mouth, and the cool orange flavor exploded in her mouth.
I didn't expect Mo Chifeng to observe so carefully.
She only drank in front of him once, and he discovered it.
Fortunately, he seems to be a friend rather than an enemy at this time, otherwise he would be very difficult to deal with.