One thousand one hundred and thirteen, sweet, husband
After listening to the boy's words.
Qin Mo took a sip of tea first, and his tone was faint: "Short off equity."
Four words directly point the key points.
Bo Jiu likes to chat with the great god because he doesn’t need to tell things too clearly. Such conversations are always easy.
But unexpectedly, the master said that the next sentence was a turning point: "This is your ability?"
The cold tone was filled with the unique arrogance of the superiors.
The president's temperament is clear at a glance.
Bo Jiu remembered what the great masters in the business world said, and summarized it in one sentence: "Your Brother Mo in society, you are a good person and have a lot of money."
This should be able to learn from the scriptures.
"Brother Mo, I can buy any good ideas." The boy said and pointed to his wallet, smiling.
Qin Mo half-picked his finger: "So little money, let me give you an idea?"
"I know you are expensive." Bo Jiu said seriously: "Friendship price is the head office."
Qin Mo hooked his finger at the boy, and his abstinence was full of abstinence.
Bo Jiu leaned into his movements and heard the slightly heavy voice in her ears: "As husband, I can teach you two tricks. As for the friendship price, I don't have it here, do you want it?"
My ears came over and you asked me if I wanted it.
And...what, what the hell is the husband?
What kind of ancient Chinese is you, a modern person, who is more like a reborn person than me.
When Bo Jiu thought about this, his ear tips were a little red.
"It would be even more frustrating for them to go home to retire than to lose their equity. Qin Mo finally returned to the tone of a modern person. Looking at the boy's face that was so clean that even the fluff could be exposed, he kissed him directly.
Bo Jiu is still seeking scriptures seriously.
Unexpectedly, someone would be touched on the side of her face. When she realized what it was, it was too late.
The reflection on the glass window could clearly see the young man's slender figure, and his eyes moved, his eyelashes were very long, a little stunned.
Bo Jiu was holding his pants pocket in his hand and pressing it on the seat with one hand. She was the one who was going to tease someone, but now she was better: "Brother Mo, just talk, don't touch me, let me make mistakes."
Qin Mo looked at the boy with serious appearance and asked her with a smile: "What mistake do you want to make?"
This is considered seducing, the great god is simply a monster.
Bo Jiu endured it for a long time before he was not shaken in front of beauty.
No one can tell her that she wants to kidnap the great god.
For questions that are difficult to answer, silence is gold instead.
Qin Mo raised his hand and looked at the time: "The legal counsel of Qin's family has already gone to your company. He has some information on his hand that I have prepared for you. You can take the time to take a look, but there is one thing that you can come back immediately after the meeting, otherwise I really should have handcuffed you."
Bo Jiu paused first, then slowly curled his lips: "My baby is still here, how could I not come back?"
Qin Mo:...
baby?
Qin Mo just frowned, trying to get over the boy and teach someone a lesson.
Aunt Zhang came over there with the newly baked bean paste snack. Usually, drinking Earl black tea with red bean snacks is a real tea drink. This is also the way the Qin family has always drunk tea.
I didn’t think that as soon as I came over, I heard the Ninth Master calling Young Master Bao... Baby?!
Why does she always feel so unreal when it is dizzy!
The young master is indeed the one below!
Chapter completed!