Almighty boss time travel: She just wants to show off

After handling the scene, Manager Liu looked at the tall man with sweat dripping down his face, waiting for instructions.

Zhan Mohan glanced at him: "Get out."

Manager Liu trotted away as fast as he could, as he was afraid that this living hell would regret it if he stayed even one second longer.

Everyone watching the show began to speculate about who this masked man was, and how he could have such a powerful aura and make Manager Liu so scared.

You must know that the boss behind this store has a lot of background. Since the store opened, no one has been afraid of anyone.

Some are also speculating that Bo Xitong not only knows Second Young Master Cheng, but can also be so respectful to Second Young Master Cheng, and even knows a more powerful mysterious person. He is definitely not a simple person.

Everyone was amazed that the real boss today is so low-key!

Zhan Mohan curled his lips. He didn't bother to care what those people thought. He looked at Bo Xitong with a smile in his eyes.

"Come up and sit?"

Xu Wan held on to Bo Xitong's sleeves with some trepidation: "Tongtong..."

This man looked so scary. Could it be that they escaped from the wolf's mouth and fell into the tiger's mouth again? This man is much more difficult to deal with than the blue-haired man and Manager Liu.

Zhan Mohan glanced at Xu Wan's hand holding the little girl's sleeve.

Xu Wan felt a cold gaze, her movements were faster than her brain could react, and she immediately let go of her hand.

Bo Xitong looked at Zhan Mohan coldly and threateningly, and the man restrained himself slightly.

Bo Xitong reached out and rubbed Xu Wan's furry head, comforting him: "Don't be afraid, familiar friend."

Xu Wan breathed a sigh of relief, but she was still a little scared. She carefully raised her eyes and took a quick look, then quickly lowered her head.

Bo Xitong patted the back of the little girl's hand: "You and Cheng Ye go find Xia Xia. I'll be right back."

Cheng Ye glanced at Zhan Mohan curiously, and then said to Bo Xitong, "Boss, we are at 204. I will wait for you at the door in ten minutes."

He was worried that this mysterious man would be harmful to the boss, so if the boss didn't come out or send a message after ten minutes, he would find someone as soon as possible.

Of course Zhan Mohan understood the hint of this brat, looked at him disdainfully, then turned and left.

Bo Xitong patted Cheng Ye on the shoulder: "Take care of Wanwan and Xia Xia for me. I'll be back soon."

A group of people walked upstairs, Zhan Mohan and Bo Xitong walked in the front, and the rest of the group walked in the back.

Guests in this bar are also divided into three, six or nine levels. Ordinary guests can only be on the first floor, and those higher up are those with stronger financial resources.

Cheng Ye came here because his friends organized a game, not because he was the owner of the private room, so it was on the second floor.

While going upstairs, Bo Xitong broke the calm: "Mr. An?"

With a smile in his eyes, Zhan Mohan explained jokingly: "When you go out, you give your identity to yourself."

Xu Wan, who was following behind, tilted her head. Why did this sentence sound so familiar? I seem to have heard it somewhere...

Suddenly she had a flash of inspiration. Isn't this what Tongtong said? !

She looked at the backs of the two people in front of her, and an idea flashed subconsciously in her mind. Why did the two of them look like a couple?

They have the same powerful aura and the same mystery, and even their personalities are very similar. They can always handle big things calmly and remain calm in the face of everything...

Bo Xitong glanced at him with an inquiring look. How many identities did he have? How many truths did you say? Is Mr. Zhan also a fake?

As if he guessed what she was thinking, Zhan Mohan chuckled: "Everything you know is true."

Bo Xitong sneered: "What do I know?"

Apart from knowing his name and knowing that he cooperates with his elder brother, what else do you know?

Zhan Mohan continued to lead the girl to the third floor, while Cheng Ye and others stood on the second floor and watched them go upstairs.

After no one was around, Zhan Mohan looked at Bo Xitong with doting eyes: "Then what do you want to know?"

The discharge started again!

The corners of Bo Xitong's mouth twitched unconsciously. Does this vixen feel restless when he doesn't seduce people for a moment?

She raised her eyes and looked at the man: "Then what does President Zhan want me to know?"

The little girl's eyes were like feathers, touching the tip of his heart softly and warmly, and her slightly curved eyebrows made people feel crazy desire.

His eyes became fanatical, and his slightly red eyes looked straight at her, with only the remaining reason restraining him.

"Miss Shen, do you want to know if I am single?"

Bo Xitong: "...do you want to know? Didn't you already tell me?"

The two people's eyes met, as if they both knew each other's inner thoughts, but they seemed to be vaguely separated by a thin layer of fog.

Zhan Mohan laughed softly and continued to ask: "Is Miss Shen interested in knowing what it feels like to sit in Mrs. Zhan's position?"

Bo Xitong was speechless and looked at him without speaking for a long time.

The man spread his palms like magic, and several colored candies appeared in front of Bo Xitong.

The low and seductive magnetic voice sounded again: "Huh? Are you interested in giving it a try, Miss Shen?"

Bo Xitong: "..." Her native language is speechless.

She looked at the man without words and complained mercilessly: "Human traffickers no longer need such low-level methods."

Zhan Mohan's eyebrows raised slightly. There were so many people outside trying to get a seat, but the girl ignored him.

He put away the candy, it didn't matter! If plan one fails, there is still plan two.

Then, Bo Xitong saw the man take out his wallet from his pocket.

Then take out the cards one after another.

The man's seductive voice came again: "What about this?"

Bo Xitong: "!! !"

Thinking in my mind: Greasy man!

But I couldn’t help but think: Damn, I love it so much!!! I love money so much!

Seeing the girl like this, the smile in Zhan Mohan's eyes grew stronger. It's good if she has someone she likes. Whether she likes money or face, there must be someone who can keep her.

Bo Xitong stared at the cards one after another, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

"Ahem!...Am I the kind of person who sells myself for money? Do you think I'm short of money?!"

She likes money, the more the better, but she has principles! She will never lose herself so hastily just because of money, not to mention she is not short of money.

Zhan Mohan smiled and turned his eyes: "I'm not short of money, but I won't be dissatisfied with having too much money."

Bo Xitong shut up, Made! How come he knows everything? ! Hit the mark with one word.

In order not to be tempted, she immediately changed the subject.

"Why were you there in the last car accident? It's the same this time. Isn't it too much of a coincidence?"

Seeing that the temptation was fruitless, the man could only put the card away first.

"This is the betrothal gift. It belongs only to you. You are welcome to come and get it at any time."

Then he took the little girl into the office on the fourth floor.

Bo Xitong was confused: "Is this a store you opened?"

Zhan Mohan nodded: "It is indeed very profitable." He has a lot of money.

Bo Xitong: "..." Who asked you about profitability? Being rich is awesome! It's like no one else.