Jian Yining was frightened because she felt guilty. She answered hesitantly, "I'm waiting for someone."

"Miss, you can wait in the box." The waiter was enthusiastic and kind.

"No, that's not necessary. Go and get busy." Jian Yining said perfunctorily.

The waiter couldn't continue to pester him and had to leave.

at this time.

When Jian Yining saw a familiar face, she quickly hid at the corner.

Mu Tinghuai and Chen Mo walked into Box 185. Jian Yining poked her head out. Why is it so lively today? Even Mu Tinghuai came here to eat. She had a bad feeling.

Mu Tinghuai entered the private room and ordered a few dishes at random, then threw the menu to Chen Mo, "Order whatever you want."

Chen Mo was a little confused. Just order whatever you want to eat? Did the president have a quarrel with his wife? Did he ask me to accompany him for dinner?

"What, aren't you hungry?" Mu Tinghuai spoke when he saw him in a daze.

"No, no, no, I'm hungry." Chen Mo smiled and looked at the menu carefully.

Mu Tinghuai took out his cell phone, opened WeChat and sent a message to his wife: [Wife, I'm in the box next to you, No. 185. ]

Jian Yimo turned off the sound, and the screen of her phone on the desk lit up. She glanced at it and saw that it was a WeChat message from her husband. She secretly took the phone and replied: [Okay, we will go home together after we finish this.]

Seeing the little woman's message, Mu Tinghuai's lips curled up slightly. Chen Mo widened his eyes. The president was smiling at the phone, so he didn't have a quarrel with the president's wife. Then, he invited himself to dinner, was he going to fire himself?

Thinking of this, Chen Mo suddenly felt that the meal was not delicious anymore. Could he not eat it?

"President, did I do something wrong?" Chen Mo couldn't remain silent any longer, so he spoke carefully.

Mu Tinghuai raised his eyes to look at him, and instead of answering, he asked, "What mistake did you make?"

"No, no, President, I really didn't make any mistakes." Chen Mo looked confused.

"Eat more vegetables and talk less." Mu Tinghuai began to eat slowly.

Chen Mo continued to eat in fear. It really was true what the saying goes, to serve the king is like serving a tiger!

Another box.

Fu Yansheng was getting a little anxious waiting, so he sent a message to Qiao Ranran: [Ask your people if they have dealt with it? ]

Qiao Ranran picked up the phone, saw the message and smiled: [You are so impatient. ]

Fu Yansheng teased: [Do you like it or not? ]

Qiao Ranran felt itchy in her heart: [Go to hell, I'll make a phone call and ask. ]

She called Tao Jiayan, and when Tao Jiayan saw it was her, she picked up the phone and stood up, "Excuse me, Mrs. Liu, I need to take a call."

After saying that, she opened the door and walked out, "Miss Qiao."

"Haven't you finished your business yet?" Qiao Ranran asked casually.

"She has already drunk it. I'm afraid she will have an attack soon. The dinner here is almost over." Tao Jiayan reported.

"Okay, get it done as soon as possible. Leave her alone in the box later and someone will take care of it." Qiao Ranran instructed.

"Okay, Miss Qiao." Tao Jiayan hung up the phone, calmed down and returned to the box.

Jian Yimo felt something strange in her body. It felt like the same as the first night with Mu Tinghuai, a little hot and a little eager.

"Mrs. Liu, I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation in the future." Tao Jiayan raised her glass and drank the remaining wine in it.

"Okay, it's getting late, let's stop here today." Mrs. Liu finished her wine and stood up.

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