Su Xiangwan received an invitation from Mo Qingge the next day.
Because both Song Yueying and Mingyue Group agreed to the olive branch extended by Mo Qingge, the billion-dollar business deal was imminent.
That night, the high-end business area on the sixth floor of Baoli Club.
Although it is said to be a business district, the decoration is no different from that of a private villa. The decoration style is luxurious and modern, yet warm and leisurely.
There is a large indoor swimming pool with sparkling clear water under the lights, and there is a small leisure area next to the swimming pool.
Everything gives people a strong sense of vacation.
"Miss Mo, Mr. Su and the others are here!" a waitress in the business district reported to Mo Qingge.
"Pah——!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Qingge slapped her across the face, causing the waitress to look innocent on the spot, with tears welling up in her eyes. She had no idea what she had done wrong.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Mo! I... don't dare anymore!" The waiter vaguely remembered Mo Qingcheng's instructions to her, not to call this person "Miss" casually.
The waiter apologized with a grimace, fearing that he would lose his current job.
"Okay, you go out first!" Mo Qingge spoke softly and sent her out.
Standing up from the leisure chair, he saw a man and two women walking in. The one in the middle was Qin Chuan, and on the left and right were Su's twin sisters: Su Xiangwan and Song Yueying.
Ordinarily, this C position should belong to Su Xiangwan. Qin Chuan took the C position unintentionally, and Su Xiangwan didn't care.
Although Su Xiangwan was used to being strong in front of Qin Chuan, she still knew how to take Qin Chuan's feelings into consideration when they were actually on the scene.
Therefore, although Qin Chuan is not a senior executive of the Su Group, he is her husband. On such an important occasion tonight, he was not only called, but the C position was also given to him.
"I kept you waiting, Mr. Mo!" Qin Chuan continued to say with a hint of joking when he saw Mo Qingge.
It's funny to say: I just had a fight with this woman at Gu Xinyan's place yesterday, and they were actually competing for Gu Xinyan.
Oneself and a woman, competing for a woman!
Qin Chuan felt... so chaotic!
"Qin Chuan, don't talk nonsense!" Su Xiangwan frowned and gave Qin Chuan a wink.
"Mr. Mo, my husband you have met, this one is Miss Song Yueying, the vice president of the Su Group." Su Xiangwan introduced Song Yueying to Mo Qingge. After all, this was the first time they met.
"Hello, Mr. Mo!"
Song Yueying took the initiative to extend her hand. She was also a woman who had been in the battlefield for a long time and had seen big scenes. Even if she was facing the eldest lady of the four powerful families, she did not have the slightest stage fright.
"The Su Group must be the most hormonal company in the entire Southeast and even in China." Mo Qingge, Su Xiangwan, and Song Yueying shook hands respectively and said with a smile.
"Mr. Mo, what does this mean?"
"With Mr. Su and Mr. Song being two unrivaled figures, plus the most beautiful woman in Long Hai, Qianye Ningyan, it will be difficult for the Su Group not to become famous!" Mo Qingge said.
Su Xiangwan and Song Yueying looked at each other and frowned.
The word "famous" is a bit prickly.
With Mo Qingge's cultural literacy, she would not make such a vulgar wording mistake, so she did it on purpose.
"Boss Mo is the same: a hundred flowers bloom in the vast ocean, and Boss Mo takes the top spot, a proper courtesan!"
Before Su Xiangwan and Song Yueying could speak, Qin Chuan avenged them first.
"puff--!"
Oiran?
Su Xiangwan and Song Yueying covered their mouths with their hands almost at the same time, trying not to laugh.
Mo Qingge's expression turned gloomy: This man simply tried to defeat her in a verbal dispute.
"Where is there another one?" Mo Qingge asked.
The representative of Mingyue Group has not arrived yet. According to the usual practice, Qianye Ningyan should not be present. The one who will be present must be her assistant Wang Yue.
"Assistant Wang is on his way and will be here soon," Su Xiangwan said.
“It’s a bit boring to wait, so let’s relax while we wait!”
Mo Qingge glanced at the Patek Philippe on her wrist, smiled lightly and pointed to several billiard tables in the leisure area.
"You should know how to play, right?"
"I rarely play, my skills are average!" Su Xiangwan responded with a smile.
"It's okay, I'm not a professional, it's just for entertainment." Mo Qingge reached out and pulled Su Xiangwan.
She shares a table with Su Xiangwan, and Qin Chuan shares a table with Song Yueying.
After playing two games like this, Song Yueying lost completely at this table.
"Vice President Song, why do you feel that you are absent-minded today?" Qin Chuan asked Song Yueying.
"Do I...have it?" Song Yueying concealed it.
"I don't doubt your skills, but look at how many times I've been in your hole in a short while!" Qin Chuan gestured to the billiard cue in his hand, feeling overwhelmingly superior.
"you……!"
Song Yueying sneered and smiled bitterly, ignoring Qin Chuan's teasing words, and glanced at Qin Chuan with an indescribable look.
What else could she say to this man who was approaching his end and was still smiling playfully even when he was about to die?
Mr. Song's killer will arrive in Longhai soon. Even if he doesn't cooperate with him, he will soon be able to find Qin Chuan, the stumbling block.
The next step is to remove this stumbling block!
How many people can escape from Mr. Song's killers? Anyway, Song Yueying has never encountered them.
Song Yueying glanced at Su Xiangwan again, which was also meaningful.
Strictly speaking, this woman is still in the honeymoon period, and she has just ushered in the spring of her career.
Although they didn't get along for a long time, Song Yueying had a good impression of Su Xiangwan, and even felt a sense of sympathy for each other.
There is no doubt that this woman gave herself the greatest trust and never doubted her.
However, I came to her with a purpose.
And before achieving his goal, he has to turn this woman into a widow. With Mr. Song's ruthlessness, if it is necessary to kill this woman together in the future, he will never show mercy.
Why is this so?
Do they really have to die?
Song Yueying was trained by Mr. Song for many years, so naturally she cannot be a soft-hearted woman.
Now that she is in such a state of mind, she feels incompetent.
Is this the psychological quality that a first-rate spy killer should have?
A few gusts of breeze blew past her eyes, and it was Qin Chuan who waved his hand in front of Song Yueying's eyes, and she came back to her senses.
"Surrender means you lose half, and you can treat everyone to dinner tonight," Qin Chuan said.
Song Yueying smiled lightly, stepped forward with a billiard cue, bent over and raised her buttocks, revealing her curves.
With skillful technique, you can hit all the holes in a row and win with one shot.
"It's okay to treat me to a late-night snack, but it's definitely not because I lost!" Song Yueying leaned against the pool table with a stick in her hand, a look of defiance on her face.
"I admire you! I really want to play a few more games with Vice President Song, but I have to help my wife first." Qin Chuan said, going straight to Su Xiangwan's table.
Su Xiangwan rarely played with these things, so she was the least skilled among the people present and was no match for Mo Qingge.
"My skills are inferior to those of others. Mr. Mo has given up to me, but he still kills me instantly!" Su Xiangwan said with a little embarrassment as he faced Qin Chuan.
"It's okay, I'm here! Mr. Mo, let's play another game!" Qin Chuan greeted Mo Qingge.
"I won't come. I'm embarrassed to enter Mr. Su's hole all the time." Mo Qingge said proudly.
"This time we are husband and wife. Give us a chance and let us enter Mr. Mo's hole!" Qin Chuan said.
As he said this, he felt his waist being pinched hard, and when he turned his head, he saw Su Xiangwan's frowning gaze.
This bastard, can you speak seriously?
Mo Qingge sneered and stretched out his hand to signal to them that a new round would begin.
Su Xiangwan held the club, bent over and raised her hips. Qin Chuan was behind her, leaning slightly against her arms to help her adjust the angle and control the strength.
Tee-off, hole-in-the-hole, consecutive hits... all without waiting for Mo Qingge to have a chance to hit the ball, he directly won with one shot.
"Mr. Mo, I accept the concession!" Su Xiangwan was considered to have won the round and smiled at Mo Qingge.
"Just master the skills. Mr. Mo's hole is actually easy to enter." Qin Chuan said with a smile.
Mo Qingge laughed it off. At this moment, a rush of high-heeled shoes sounded in the business district.
"Sorry, I'm late!" Wang Yue hurried in and went straight to the leisure area.
"This is Mr. Mo, right? Wait, I am Miss Qianye's personal assistant Wang Yue." Wang Yue said to Mo Qingge, with a slight apology on his face, and took the initiative to extend his hand to Mo Qingge.
However, Mo Qingge did not extend his hand and stared at Wang Yue coldly, the smile at the corner of his mouth suddenly gloomy.
"Pah——!"
Suddenly there was a crisp sound, and a clear palm print appeared on Wang Yue's fair face.
Mo Qingge actually reached out and slapped Wang Yue!