Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 16 No. 404 [08] Auction scene, encounter Jiang Ke
"Mo Qing?"

After the phone rang three times, Jiang Ke's voice came.

The sound is pleasant, low and gentle, rustling, accompanied by the sound of wind blowing leaves.

"it's me."

There is no reason not to go to the Three Treasures Hall, Jiang Ke obviously understands this truth, and simply cut to the chase: "What's the matter?"

Picking up a bottle of yogurt on the table, Mo Qing unscrewed it, and asked bluntly, "Do you know about the Collins Hotel auction?"

"know."

"Then are you going?"

Jiang Ke paused and said, "No."

Mo Qing was quite interested in his pause.

At this time, Jiang Ke understood what she meant and asked, "Do you want to go?"

"Ah."

"On that day, Jiang Qihui will bring Mo Suian there, and I'll ask them to bring you along." Jiang Ke quickly made arrangements.

"Jiang Qihui?"

Mo Qing only knows Jiang Qiyi, a paper tiger.

"Jiang Qihui, your uncle's son is considered your eldest cousin." Jiang Ke introduced a few words, he didn't seem to take it very seriously, and said lightly, "Just treat him as a ticket, and you don't have to give too much face."

Mo Qing took a sip of the yogurt and said kindly, "I'm good at this."

Jiang Ke: "..." There is no need to climb up the pole.

A phone call, a few words, and the matter was settled.

*
The next day, the weather was sunny and sunny, and the sunlight fell on the desk through the window glass, drawing down a dividing line between light and shadow, and the dust particles in the air swirled and danced with golden light.

A backpack was thrown on the table, disturbing the tranquility of this party.

Mo Qing kicked the stool back with his feet, stretched his long legs, and sat down.

"Hey."

Suddenly, Jiang Qiyi came up to him.

His face was almost healed, with a bandage under the bridge of his nose, his whole face looked clean and handsome.

Mo Qing rolled his eyes and reminded: "Pay attention to your tone."

"..."

Jiang Qiyi endured it, and endured it again, seeing that her fists were hard enough, he suppressed his anger.

He put his palms on the table, took a deep breath, and wanted to speak.

At this time, there was a knock on the back door of the classroom, and someone exclaimed "Min Chang".Because he was extremely sensitive to these two words, he turned his head suddenly, and then saw Min Chang walking straight.

Jiang Qiyi subconsciously rolled up his sleeves.

Min Chang approached without squinting.

The moment Min Chang took off the backpack, Jiang Qiyi's sense of crisis soared to the limit. However, Min Chang didn't even give him a look. He pulled the backpack's zipper and took out two bottles of yogurt.

"Give."

Min Chang put the yogurt on Mo Qing's table.

Now, except for the dumbfounded Jiang Qiyi, everyone in the classroom witnessed this scene in astonishment, and their jaws dropped one after another.

Mo Qing was calm: "Yes."

"I'll go first." The well-recognized high-cold male god on campus did not hold his hand in front of Mo Qing.

"Ah."

Mo Qing's expression was indifferent, with the meaning of "approval".

Min Chang left.

"Did you hook up with him?" Jiang Qiyi paused for a moment in disbelief, opened his eyes and asked everyone's aspirations, "He's so poor, how could he give you yogurt?"

Mo Qing unscrewed a bottle of yogurt and paused: "Do you want me to teach you to speak well?"

"No, thank you." Jiang Qiyi shuddered at the thought of being beaten, but couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart, sat down in front of Mo Qing, and whispered, "Did you catch him?"

Mo Qing drank the yogurt on his own.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Jiang Qiyi had no choice but to change the subject angrily: "I heard that you are going to participate in the auction with Jiang Qihui and Mo Suian?"

"Ah."

Jiang Qiyi scratched the tip of his nose and said, "I advise you not to think too hard."

Mo Qing looked at him.

"To be honest, although I don't like you, I don't like them both." Jiang Qiyi said honestly, "Their eyes are higher than the top, and one is more arrogant than the other. People like you who have nothing but fighting, It's what they look down on the most, and when you get along with them, you have nothing but to be angry."

"Oh."

"Don't believe me, Jiang Qihui and Mo Suian look like dogs, but they are villains in their bones. You don't need to be attached to them for an auction."

Mo Qing raised her eyebrows, a little surprised by his transparency.

However, being stared at by her like this, Jiang Qiyi regarded it as questioning.

Immediately he said in a bad mood: "Would you like to hear it or not."

If he hadn't heard of her tragic experience of "herding sheep at the age of three, raising a family at the age of seven, being sold at the age of 13, and entering MLM at the age of 15", he would not bother to say these things to her!

The dog bites Lu Dongbin!
Jiang Qiyi left angrily.

Mo Qing picked up a pen and turned it in his hand, feeling a little thoughtful.

*
In the evening two days later, Jiang Qihui drove to the Mo family's villa to pick up Mo Suian and Mo Qing.

Before going out, Mo Suian glanced at Mo Qing in disgust, and warned: "When you arrive at the scene, talk less, move less, and observe more. Don't make a fuss when something happens."

On weekdays, Mo Qing would move his mouth even if he didn't move his hands, at least it wouldn't make Mo Suian feel better.

But this time, Mo Qing put the overall situation first, shook the back of Mo Suian's head, and ignored him at all.

The black car stopped at the door, and a young man got out of the car, about 23, with a straight figure, wearing a white shirt, and his temperament was somewhat similar to that of Jiang, but there was a sense of nondescriptness that he hadn't learned in his bones.

"You are Mo Qing?" Jiang Qihui looked sideways at Mo Qing, his expression was cold, with contempt and arrogance.

This man has a strong sense of superiority.

Mo Qing frowned.

Jiang Qihui looked away and said, "Get in the car."

Then he told Mo Suian: "You take the co-pilot."

Mo Suian nodded: "Yes."

One minute later, Mo Qing occupied the back seat alone, quite comfortable.Jiang Qihui and Mo Suian sat in front, communicating on their own, treating Mo Qing as air.

After driving for about half an hour, we arrived at the Collins Hotel.

A towering building with a unique and unique design, very iconic.

Mo Qing followed the two into the hotel, all the way to the 11th floor.

As soon as the elevator door opened, staff in uniform greeted them and led them to sign in and get their number plates.

When Mo Suian and Jiang Qihui went to sign in, Mo Qing did not follow, but stood not far away, his eyes patrolling the visible places.

Observe all arrangements.

A tall and straight figure walked by in front of him. It was a staff member in uniform, and his temperament was very prominent in the uniform.

Mo Qing glanced over, took a second glance, and suddenly noticed something, raised his arm, and blocked the man's way.

"Jiang--"

Mo Qing opened his mouth.

At this time, a hand pinched her wrist blocking the way, the wrist was soft and tender, the fingertips were rough, and there was a delicate touch, both of them paused.

The staff member turned sideways immediately, with the broken hair shaking slightly on his forehead, revealing an extremely familiar handsome face.He raised a finger, slender and thin, with well-defined joints, and gently pressed it against his lips, making a "shh" movement.

Mo Qing raised his eyebrows, and glanced at the nameplate on his chest - Chopin.

Heck.

"Chopin" raised his eyelids slightly, his eyes were as black as ink, and his smile swirled in circles, coquettish and bewitching. His voice was gentle and soft, extremely hypocritical: "Miss, what do you need?"

　Jiang Waiter Ke: Surprises are not surprises, surprises are not surprises.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)