After his rebirth, Si Ye was addicted to his wife

Mo Ruhou, Mo Ruhou.

I never thought that the person behind me is also you.

Ye Nanqing laughed angrily, and let out a cold snort.

At that moment, her eyes were frighteningly cold.

At this moment, a young lady on the left of Mo Rujie and a young lady on the right were sitting on the sofa blowing the air-conditioner.

The organizer brought in two more beautiful ladies at the right time.

"President Mo, if you're not used to it, you can call me at any time. If you want to change someone, I can arrange it for you right away."

Zhan Beiming really couldn't stand his extravagant appearance, and frowned, "We came to watch Qingqing's match, what do you look like now?"

Mo Ruhou shrugged disapprovingly, moved his long legs, lifted it up, put it on the coffee table, and ate the cold grapes that his beautiful sister brought to his mouth.

"It doesn't stop me from cheering for Qingqing."

Zhan Beiming glanced at the two beautiful ladies who were newly sent in next to him, "Why are you calling two more? Two are not enough to serve you?"

Before Mo Rujiu said anything, Zhan Beiming took two steps back, "Don't look at me! I'm a decent person, and I'm not the same person as you. I never touch these things."

Mo Rujie joked, "Second brother Zhan, you are too reserved."

Zhan Beiming retorted, "I'm not reserved, I'm innocent."

He thought for a while, then asked in a low voice: "Aren't you afraid that Ye Nanqing will suddenly come in sometime? If he sees you like this, will your brother still have an image in front of her?"

Mo Rujiu took another mouthful of the watermelon brought to his mouth, hooked the corners of his mouth, and said disapprovingly, "How could Qingqing come here to look for me? She doesn't even know I'm here."

After speaking, he pointed to the two beauties and said, "I prepared these two for Ghost."

"What are you doing?" Zhan Beiming's eyes showed panic, "You don't really want to form a team, do you?"

Mo Rujiu immediately snapped his fingers and raised his eyebrows, "That's right, I want Ghost to leave Jiang Shiming's convoy and come to mine."

"Does Jiang Shiming know about this?"

"Of course he doesn't know." Mo Rujie curled his lips, "If he knew, he would have rushed in to beat me by now."

How could he know about prying the corner of the wall?

He just wants to set up his own team without anyone knowing it, using ghosts as a gimmick, enough to attract other good racers.

When the team is formed, take them to participate in international competitions.

Not only is it a way to make money, but it can also take into account entertainment.

The dream is full, but the reality...

What needs to be solved in reality is how to get Ghost to come to his convoy obediently.

Mo Rujie frowned and thought for a while, then snapped his fingers and called the assistant over, "Go and contact Jiang Shiming, and let the ghost come to see me immediately."

The assistant asked, "President Mo, why?"

"If he hopes that his team can successfully participate in the events sponsored by our Moshi..."

The assistant nodded knowingly and left.

The news here was quickly brought to Jiang Shiming. Jiang Shiming had just sent away the troublesome Zhuo Ning, and now he was talking to them about letting Xingye and Ye Nanqing play.

Jiang Shiming listened to the words brought by Assistant Mo Rujie, touched his chin, and leaned into Ye Nanqing's ear, "Go and see President Mo, would you like to?"

"President Jiang, what's the matter with President Mo?" Hoshino was the first to speak after hearing this, "Let me go."

Jiang Shiming hesitated, "But Mr. Mo appointed to meet a ghost this time, and he also said that he missed her very much after not seeing her for a while."

Hoshino, Baihe and the others frowned in unison, "But we don't feel relieved like this!"

They didn't know about the relationship between President Mo and Ye Nanqing, but they had heard of many romantic stories about President Mo.

Sister Qing is so good-looking, and President Mo has always said that he appreciates Ye Nanqing's racing skills. They are not unreasonable to be worried.

After all, I heard that Mr. Mo called the female painter he admired, and then took her to the hotel...

They can vaguely imagine the faces of these capitalists, and they don't want Sister Qing to wade into this muddy water.

Ye Nanqing noticed something strange from their performance, and couldn't help but ask:

"Is there anything inappropriate about going to see President Mo?"

"Sister Qing." Hoshino came closer and lowered his voice, "That President Mo doesn't have a very good reputation. He often does things to oppress others because of his wealth and lust."

"That's right." Bai He also nodded, "It's not the first time Mo Rujiu wants to see you, but I don't think he just wants to see you. Who knows if he will touch you halfway?"

"Really?" Ye Nan touched his chin.

Unexpectedly, I have a new understanding of Mo Rujie all of a sudden!

"So, Sister Qing, let's not go if we don't see him. Mo is always rich, but rich also has courage."

Ye Nanqing had a calm expression on his face, "He can't do anything to me."

She added: "Even if he didn't say he wanted to see me, I just wanted to see him, because there are still some unresolved issues between me and him."

After hearing this, Hoshino and the others looked at each other in blank dismay. They didn't expect that Sister Qing and President Mo had a relationship in private.

After several people looked at each other, Ye Nanqing had already followed Mo Rujie's assistant and left without any worries.

On the other side, Zhan Beiming cast a half-believing glance at Mo Rujie, "Do you think Ghosting will really come?"

Mo Rujiu lit a cigarette and laughed teasingly, "I am the biggest sponsor of this competition, he dare not disrespect me."

No matter how powerful Ghost Shadow is, he is still just a racing driver in the final analysis, no matter how proud he is, he still has to participate in the competition.

He has sponsored countless competitions in China, and it is impossible for Guiying not to get in touch with him.

When the voice fell to the ground, there was a knock on the door.

Mo Rujiu flicked the cigarette ash on his fingertips, and looked at Zhan Beiming proudly, "What did I say, isn't this coming soon?"

"Come in," he said loudly.

The next second, the door was pushed open from the outside.

The first person to walk in was Mo Rujie's assistant.

"President Mo, there is someone here who wants to see you, and I brought you here."