Lucky One becomes Unlucky

The first day I went to s City, I was very tired by bus, so I only took the afternoon to see a company.

This company feels pretty good. Qian Zhaozhao is enough to hide what he likes, but Mo feiran is really spending money everywhere.

Even if Qian Zhaozhao showed a look he didn't want, he still got it at a high price.

When I went back, I didn't forget to taunt her: "elder sister, if you don't have a refined steel drill, you don't want to do porcelain work. If you don't have money, you don't want to buy a company."

"Ha ha ha ha..." he laughs like a fool.

Qian Zhaozhao squinted and thought he was very annoying.

In the past, she didn't hate rich people. After all, she was a local tyrant at that time, but now it's different. As a migrant worker, she still envies the foolish son of a landlord who can only spend money and can't do anything!

The key is that this silly son is still deliberately in her way. If it wasn't for him, she would have taken the company just now.

Qian Zhaozhao took a deep breath and gave him a smile: "third young master, you have money. Give me some money for poor people like me!"

She knew that it would suit him to show her anger now.

Mo feiran didn't expect that Qian Zhaozhao's face was thicker than the city wall. His chin went up and his nostrils looked at her: "please me!"

The smile on Qian Zhaozhao's face was exaggerated and stiff.

"Well, I beg you, give me some."

Mo Fei ran a look, to the side of the Secretary: "do you have cash?"

The secretary took out his wallet and opened it. There was tens of thousands of yuan in it.

"Give it all to her. I'm happy today. I'll take it as a beggar."

After listening to the Secretary, he arrogantly went to Qian Zhaozhao and threw the money directly in front of her: "our young master said he was happy and gave it to you."

Qian Zhaozhao looked at the pile of money and saw that there was thirty-five thousand.

In my heart, it's like swearing. In a word, it's better to change so many words than working for her.

What's the matter? Some people envy the people who work beside Mo feiran?

Mo feiran got into the car.

Qian Zhaozhao's secretary looked at her staring at the money on the ground in a daze, thought she was angry, so comforted her: "Mr. Qian, it doesn't matter, we don't care about this kind of person, I will give the money back to him."

With that, the Secretary stooped to pick up the money.

Seeing this, Qian Zhaozhao took over the money: "fool, you can't get along with anything, and you can't get along with money."

After that, she looked at Mo feiran: "third young master, are you waiting for me to go to the hotel? The hotel I'm booking here is not very expensive. Why don't you always find a place and let's stay together? "

The secretary is stunned, looks at Su Yichen, and finds that Su Yichen is not very surprised.

She felt she had to take a fresh look at money.

Mo feiran is afraid that Qian Zhaozhao will run away alone. After hearing what she said, he thinks of the broken restaurant where he ate today. He doesn't even have his foie gras.

"OK, I'll reserve three presidential suites for you. Let's go." He cried.

The Secretary sitting next to him whispered to him, "San Shao, why do we invite them to live? Don't they have any money?"

"You don't understand. For our competitors, we should not only defeat them in business, but also in our personal charm."

"After this event, Qian Zhaozhao will certainly look at me with new eyes."

Qian Zhaozhao's car follows Mo feiran, and he smiles in his heart.

This Mo feiran really refreshed her three outlooks, but it's good to be friends with such a person, rich, much more generous than Mo Yanjing.

With Mo feiran, living in the presidential suite of a five-star hotel, Qian Zhaozhao gives Feng Heng a seat.

In fact, even if Mo feiran didn't agree, she would live in a better place. After all, Feng Heng would come. According to his requirements, she must be the best.

Looking at Feng Heng saying that he will come before 9 p.m., Qian Zhaozhao can't help but giggle with his mobile phone.

At this time, Mo feiran was pacing at the door of Qian Zhaozhao's room, trying to ring the doorbell. He stretched out his hand and couldn't help taking it back.

Su Yichen came out of his room and happened to see this scene. He came over and looked Alert: "Mo sanshao, what's the matter with you?"

Mo Fei ran looked at Su Yi Chen's ice sculpture like face, and then said, "why, can't I walk around?"

After hearing this, Su Yichen reached out and rang the doorbell of Qian Zhaozhao's room.

"What are you doing?" Mo feiran set up a horse road.

At this time, Qian Zhaozhao opened the door: "Yichen, third young master, what can I do for you?"

"Nothing."

"It's Mo San Shao who's looking for you."

They said in one voice.

Qian Zhaozhao looks at Mo feiran.

Mo feiran's eyes dodged: "what, I want to talk to you alone."

"Let's talk about it."

Mo feiran went in awkwardly, then sat down on the sofa: "the scenery here is good."

"Speak up." Qian Zhaozhao vaguely feels what Mo feiran wants to say.

Mo Fei ran sat up straight at this time, with a serious face and a straight face, and said, "what, let me make an appointment with Qi Xiang."

Sure enough!

Qian took a sip of tea and said, "I'm sorry, I can't help you with this."

Qian Zhaozhao knows best who Qi Xiang is. No one can ask her for someone she doesn't want to see, or she won't even have to be a friend.

Mo feiran saw that Qian Zhaozhao rejected him directly. Although he was angry, he still controlled him: "I just want to see her. As long as you promise, I won't stop you from purchasing the company."

Qian Zhaozhao stood up: "you'd better continue to block me from purchasing the company."

"Hey, you woman, why are you so ignorant?" Mo feiran was in a hurry.

Qian Zhaozhao looked at him lightly, and then pulled a helpless smile: "master Mo San, it's OK. Please go back. To be honest, I'm afraid of Xiangxiang."

"What do you mean? I'm not afraid of her." Mo feiran's words are powerless.

Then he stood up and said, "if you remember what you said, don't blame me for being rude."

"I won't see you off. By the way, thank you for the room." Qian Zhaozhao said.

After seeing off the Buddha, Qian Zhaozhao breathes a sigh of relief. Then she tells Qi Xiang what Mo feiran said today.

Strange to say, Qi Xiang wanted to marry Mo feiran before. At that time, Mo feiran looked down on Qi Xiang.

I remember that Mo feiran said in front of his friends that Qi Xiang was a tiger. If it wasn't for his father, he wouldn't marry such a woman.

But since Qi Xiang escaped, everything has changed.

Qian Zhaozhao can't help shaking his head. What he can't get is the best.

Soon Qi Xiang called: "is it difficult for him to help you?"

"No, because he has a lot of money and no place to spend, he not only gives me money, but also opens a presidential suite for free."

After listening to Qian Zhaozhao, Qi Xiang said, "since he likes to spend money on you, let him spend more, but I won't see him. But you can tell him that if there is a project, I don't mind meeting him. "

Well, both of them are very dark.

Mo feiran, a big lamb, feels like the rhythm of being slaughtered.