He died to save me, and was reborn to be favored by him

Mo Beichen held up a handsome face without much expression and asked, "How long is this for teaching?"

Qiao Wangshu smiled and said, "Achen, you have become a bad boy and now you know how to bargain."

"I'm a businessman." Someone admitted.

The meaning is obvious: my strong point is bargaining.

Qiao Wangshu asked tentatively, "Two hours?"

Mo Beichen said nothing.

Obviously not very satisfied.

Qiao Wangshu asked again: "Then one hour?"

Someone remained silent.

At the negotiation table, the one who first speaks out the budget will always be in a passive position. The other party, on the other hand, can easily get the other party to make active concessions and maximize its own interests by just getting the right balance.

This is the first lesson Mo Beichen taught Qiao Wangshu!

Qiao Wangshu seemed a little unhappy: "Half an hour, just half an hour, can't a kiss once in half an hour be enough?"

Mo Beichen knew this was her bottom line, so he pinched her chin, bent down and kissed her: "Once every half an hour, deal!"

Qiao Wangshu was stunned!

Why do I suddenly feel that this guy is so good at flirting?

Could it be that she had gone too far and made someone wise?

In fact, it wasn't that Mo Beichen had really learned how to tease her, but he simply couldn't help the urge to kiss her. Perhaps it was because her expression at that moment was too lively and cute, or because she had been too indulgent yesterday and today, that he had the courage to take the initiative to kiss her.

What Mo Beichen didn't know was that this kind of flirting without knowing it was the most deadly.

Qiao Wangshu suppressed his pounding heart and stood up from his chair: "Well...you sit down, I'll go get a chair."

How could Mo Beichen let her move the chair? That was hard work, and it was what a man should do: "I'll do it, you sit down."

The tone of voice brooks no room for argument.

A bit overbearing.

Qiao Wangshu sat back in his chair.

A moment.

The two sat at the desk, Qiao Wangshu studied seriously and Mo Beichen taught seriously.

The scene was exceptionally harmonious.

Half an hour later.

There was another knock on the door outside the study: "Third Master, Miss Qiao, it's time for dinner."

Mo Beichen and Qiao Wangshu walked down hand in hand.

Mo Beixiao was already sitting in the restaurant.

He was no longer surprised by the two holding hands, but...

These two people are actually chatting?

Talk while walking.

We chatted back and forth, having a lively conversation.

Mo Beixiao began to doubt his life again!

In his entire life, he had never seen his third brother be so talkative!

With girls though!

Is it going to rain red today?

Only after the two people walked into the restaurant did Mo Beixiao listen carefully to their conversation.

What about capital, financing, stocks, trusts, bonds, listing, funds, trade finance, foreign exchange management, risk management, etc.

It covered a lot of obscure professional terms, which made him drowsy.

Mo Beixiao has been rebellious since he was young, and he is still independent and unrestrained. He is very smart, but he never puts his mind on studying. As rumored, the Mo family has serious internal strife, so he never thought of working in the consortium. Instead, he opened some bars, clubs, racing clubs and the like. He did a great job under the name of the Mo family.

After all, many people go to these places.

It doesn't matter who opened the business, so why not go?

To support Mo Beixiao is to support the Mo family.

Who knows, he might even be able to get the support of the Mohist school.

Therefore, although Mo Beixiao did not join the Mo Group, he was not short of money.

Due to the scope of his studies, he almost always goes to bed late and gets up late.

In his own words, it means: stay up late at night, drink the strongest liquor, and enjoy the wildest life!

Before Qiao Wangshu came to the Mo family, he usually got up after 10 am and went to bed after 12 pm. He rarely ate with Mo Beichen for three meals a day. After Qiao Wangshu came to the Mo family, he, as a younger brother, was worried sick. He was afraid that Qiao Wangshu would make something inedible for his third brother, so he had to change his schedule and barely went to bed early and got up early. For three meals a day, most of the time, breakfast and dinner would be eaten at home.

Mo Beichen and Qiao Wangshu sat down at the dining table.

We ate and chatted endlessly.

Qiao Wangshu picked up food for Mo Beichen from time to time.

The atmosphere between the two of them was different from every day before.

Mo Beixiao's head was buzzing with pain after hearing this, and he could no longer bear it: "Third brother, third sister-in-law, can you change the topic at the dinner table? What are you talking about? It makes my head hurt, and it affects my digestion!"

Qiao Wangshu suddenly became quiet.

Mo Beichen glared at Mo Beixiao with dissatisfaction.

Shushu said that he was particularly handsome when he talked about these topics.

Besides, you can get a kiss every half an hour of teaching.

What is this guy doing?

Mo Beichen's cold gaze swept over, and Mo Beixiao immediately stuffed a large mouthful of sweet and sour pork ribs into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Pretend I didn't say anything, you guys continue, continue..."

Mo Beichen was just about to continue the previous topic.

Qiao Wangshu took the lead and said, "Achen, let's talk about something else. I can't digest all the things you taught me at once. I can't digest too much. I have to take my time with this."

My wife has spoken.

What could Mo Beichen say? He could only say "hmm" with regret.

No talk of finance, no talk of capital, no talk of management companies... Mo Beichen returned to his cold and taciturn state.

Mo Beixiao was as quiet as a chicken and didn't dare to say a word.

He always felt that the way his third brother looked at him was scary.

It turns out that one cannot hide his thoughts when he wants to kill someone.

Especially his third brother.

The aura is too strong!

Scared to death!

Didn't he just make a small suggestion?

As for?

Talking about those things at the dinner table can really cause indigestion, okay?

He values ​​women over his brother!

It turns out that you can’t reason with a love-brained person!

The restaurant became much quieter.

Qiao Wangshu still picked up food for Mo Beichen from time to time and told him to eat more.

A certain big devil still accepts all the dishes picked by his wife herself.

After dinner.

Qiao Wangshu tilted his head to look at Mo Beichen: "Go out for a walk, digest it for a while and then go back to the study."

Mo Beichen responded: "Yeah."

Qiao Wangshu asked Mo Beixiao out of politeness: "Old Four, do you want to join us?"

Mo Beixiao felt his third brother's gaze on him almost instantly.

He looked at Qiao Wangshu.

Together?

Do you think I dare to go?

Of course, whether he dared to go was one thing, and not wanting to go was another. Why would he want to be a light bulb? Besides, he had an appointment, so he quickly refused, "No, I have an appointment, and I have to leave right away."

"Okay." Qiao Wangshu stood up and reached out to hold Mo Beichen's hand: "Let's go."

Mo Beichen handed her his hand and stood up.

The two left the restaurant hand in hand.

Mo Beixiao suddenly felt a little overwhelmed!

He clearly didn't eat much.

Could it be that he was filled with dog food?

Be good~

He actually ate his third brother's dog food!

It's not easy!

Let’s see how long Qiao Wangshu can keep pretending this time?