Getting drunk on marriage: Domineering president, please take over

Chapter 77 Invitation

After the song was over, Mo Ziqian had no intention of letting go of Mo Yue.

Mo Yue really didn't want to continue dancing, so she broke free while Mo Ziqian was looking at Su Man.

However, the women on the dance floor stared at the lonely Mo Ziqian.

As soon as the opportunity came, he rushed forward and surrounded him.

"Mr. Mo, can I ask you to dance?"

The music sounded again, and another song kicked off.

Mo Ziqian looked at the women surrounded in front of him, and smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry."

After he finished speaking, he left gracefully, and the women behind him were even more regretful, their faces full of disappointment.

Walking out of the dance floor, he immediately surrounded the celebrities in the commercial street. He toasted and drank, entertaining the crowd with ease.

After a while, Mo Ziqian walked to a quiet place and reached out to pick up a glass of cocktail.

Looking up, he saw that pretty face again.

On the dance floor, they embraced each other and danced in a tacit understanding. He narrowed his black eyes.

A ballroom dance brought the distance between Suman and George closer. It was just a piece of music, which was too short.

Before Suman got to the point, it was over.

"Manager Su, thank you for your invitation."

"Mr. George, you are too kind."

After George finished speaking, he smiled lightly and walked into the crowd. Suman looked at George's back, but he was not disappointed. Some things cannot be done in one step, but need to be done step by step.

Today is already a good start.

Suman left the dance floor, looked for Xue Lei, and found that he was chatting with the guests. She smiled, and finally made progress.

Not long after he graduated from university, Xue Lei is still a little shy, and really needs to exercise more.

Suman didn't step forward to disturb her. She walked to the wine tower on the side, picked up a glass of cocktail, and just took a sip.

Suddenly, a black shadow appeared in the corner of his eyes, and at first glance, it turned out to be the young master of the Mo family, Mo Ziqian.

Mo Ziqian approached quietly, without making a sound, which made her startled.

Su Man was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Mr. Mo, hello."

"I didn't expect you to participate. I don't know which company you are participating in?" Mo Ziqian said in a low voice.

Suman raised her red lips slightly, raised her wine glass, and said sadly, "Hey, Mr. Mo didn't send an invitation letter to Xinxin Industry, and didn't invite me in private. It's really sad."

"You still have the ability to come in," Mo Ziqian said with a lot of meaning.

Suman looked at all kinds of people on the dance floor and said, "There are so many business owners, of course I want to show my face and look for opportunities."

"It's a good move."

"Oh, I hate it. Many people have praised me for this. I'm really embarrassed to be praised again now," Suman said with a smile, with a face full of indifference.

The smile on his face was still graceful and moving, as if Mo Ziqian was not slandering, but praising.

"You are heartless."

"Isn't it a compliment to me to be capable in business?" Suman smiled and narrowed his eyes, "It's just that compared to Mr. Mo, I can't go too far."

Mo Ziqian shook the cocktail in his hand slightly, the bright colors left a beautiful trace on the crystal glass.

"What is your purpose for coming today?"

"Oh, look at what you said, am I that kind of person? I just came to see how unprecedentedly grand the banquet held by Mo's will be, and how many people will attend. This really opened my eyes. Celebrity Shuyuan, there are so many of them, Mr. Mo's name is really a 50-year-old mother, down to the thirteen-four-year-old minor, they are all hot with bare hands."

Su Man's words were obviously a compliment, but in fact, he was saying that Mo Ziqian could take everything from young to old.

"It's that assistant of yours again?" Mo Ziqian said, speaking very confidently.

Suman didn't deny it either, "There is no way, people are popular because they are beautiful."

She always felt that today's Mo Ziqian was eccentric, and he was not in the mood to deal with him. Su Man took another sip of his cocktail and wanted to attack the target.

The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades continue to work hard!
"Mr. Mo, I have something else to do, so I'm sorry," Suman said before leaving.

However, Mo Ziqian didn't want to call out, "Su Man."

His voice fell under the blurred lights, which added a bit of deterrence, and Suman had to stop.

Su Man turned her head slowly, and Mo Ziqian was already standing behind her. There was a smile on the corner of the man's lips, but the smile was not as deep as his eyes.

Su Man smiled lightly and asked, "Mr. Mo, is there anything else?"

"You said what would happen if the wine tower suddenly collapsed at this time?" Mo Ziqian's words were very soft, but it made her startled.

"The wine tower is obviously fine, but why did it collapse suddenly? Mr. Mo, don't be joking. I really have something to do, so I won't accompany you," Su Man faintly smelled a hint of danger from Mo Ziqian's dark eyes, and she thought anxiously. Stay away from him.

"A joke?" Mo Ziqian's voice was very gentle, but he said two words again, "No!"

In an instant, he made a quick move, just pulling the tablecloth on the long crystal table, using little force, but very skillfully, the crystal cups were stacked on top of each other, and with such a shake, in an instant, the tall The wine tower suddenly collapsed, and there was a clear and piercing crackling sound.

A table of crystal cups has become a pile of glass slag.

The ground was a mess.

Suman didn't have time to walk away, and the purple evening dress on his body was stained with wine stains.

And Mo Ziqian, who was a little further away from the crystal table, was also sporadically splashed with some wine stains.

When everyone heard this sound, they immediately turned their eyes to look at the two people in the field who were wet with wine.

The eyes kept changing.

Su Man was completely shocked. She never thought that one day, the elegant, noble and mighty Young Master Mo would do such a thing.

Mr. Mo, who behaved modestly and politely in front of outsiders, was so ruthless.

At this moment, Suman felt a little bit resentful.

It is said that after 100 years of cultivation, one can cross the same boat, and after one thousand years of cultivation, one can sleep together.

After all, they slept together.
When Su Man was stunned, Mo Ziqian said, "Miss, drink less, the wine tower is down, it's not your fault, but your clothes are dirty, please go to the suite upstairs Change it."

So polite, it seems that Mo Ziqian just now was just a flash in the pan.

The man's voice was neither soft nor heavy, but in a quiet hall, it fell into everyone's ears very clearly.

A layer of glass slag was scattered all over the place.

The music stopped, the guests stood upright, no longer dancing, and their eyes fell directly on Suman.

"Isn't that the former reception manager of Jiuzhou International?"

Suddenly, someone recognized Suman.

Su Man's reputation in the business world of Yecheng was already very bad, and everyone even spurned and slandered him unceremoniously.She was able to come to see the banquet held by Mo's today, and the methods used in it can be seen in general.

Mr. Mo won't send her an invitation letter. What kind of identity is she using?

Everyone was thinking that she got in here.

And just now, when Mr. Mo invited his dance partner, he specially performed a performance. The purpose, of course, was to embarrass her and make her leave the stage automatically.

But she didn't want to, half an hour hadn't passed yet, she performed such a scene again, overturning the wine tower when she was drunk.

The shards of glass on the ground lay coldly on the ground. Mo Ziqian and Su Man looked at each other from a distance, and they never moved.

Su Man just looked at Mo Ziqian without saying a word.

She has recovered from her astonishment. She really wants to applaud Mr. Mo, who is so good at acting, but he is a rare actor, comparable to an Oscar.

Seeing that Su Man didn't move, Mo Ziqian said softly, "Miss, there is a waiter who is responsible for leading the way at the venue, please."

The words are full of politeness, inexplicably giving people the illusion of being gentle.

Su Man knew that Mo Ziqian didn't ask her to change clothes, but asked her to leave the banquet.

Because he didn't welcome her to stay.

Of course Su Man understood, turned his eyes, looked straight at the man's handsome face, ignored the mocking eyes behind him, and laughed abruptly.

The woman looked down at her evening gown, the area below her knees was wet, but there was no wine stain on it.

While everyone was watching, under the man's dark eyes, the woman lifted the skirt that was dragging on the ground, and suddenly exerted her strength.

"His" sound.

The long skirt split at the sound, extending to the thighs, and the woman made another horizontal force, and the long skirt that fell to the ground instantly became a short skirt.

The short purple skirt tightly wrapped her round buttocks, revealing a pair of slender legs. She was white and delicate, and under the flashing neon lights, she revealed a charming luster.

Her posture is calm and generous, without a trace of twitching, and she always keeps a smile on her face.

She raised her head, looked at Mo Ziqian with a smile, and said slowly, "Mr. Mo, I'm sorry. I accidentally knocked down the wine tower and wet your clothes just now. I'm really sorry."

"It's okay," Mo Ziqian looked at her and replied.

"I originally wanted to offer a toast to Mr. Mo, but I didn't want such an accident to happen," Su Man still smiled faintly.

The woman looked at the man and said, "To express my apology, can I invite Mo Zong to dance?"

(End of this chapter)