The most taboo thing in shopping mall negotiations is to carry personal feelings.

So the moment Mo Yihan saw Li Luowei at a glance, he was doomed to lose.

Beimingye, who has never done a loss-making business, won another beautiful battle without accident this time, and finally sold this batch of porcelain to the ACRS company in the United States for the original 500 million.

Of course, this is thanks to the concessions of the porcelain manufacturer, that is, the Mohs group represented by Mo Yihan.

"This cooperation is very enjoyable, and I hope to cooperate with you two next time!"

ACRS's vice president Josen's face was full of red light, and he glanced at Bei Mingye and Mo Yihan on the left and right, and felt that this 'cheap' was really bizarre.

With a payment of 300 million, he bought high-quality porcelain worth 500 million, and all the losses were passed on to Mo Yihan's Mo Group.

Josen never figured out how Mo Yihan, who has always been known for his shrewdness and cunning, could be so confused this time, and would rather let himself bear a loss of 200 million yuan to promote this cooperation.

It stands to reason that the Mohs Group is the title sponsor of this batch of porcelain, and the Beiming Group is only an investor, and it should be the Mohs Group that can really decide how much this batch of porcelain will be sold.

I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out!

Although the negotiation was over, Bei Mingye was still sitting at the desk calmly, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Mo Yihan who was sitting opposite him with complicated eyes.

Although the man on the opposite side lost completely, his handsome face did not have the disgrace of a loser at all, but looked at Bei Mingye defiantly.

A remnant of the sun, with afterglow, spilled obliquely from the floor-to-ceiling window and hit the two equally excellent men.

One is in the sun, giving warmth.

One hides darkness and makes people afraid.

It's just that who is the sunshine and who is the darkness, Li Luowei can't tell the difference.

After Josen left, only Bei Mingye, Mo Yihan and Li Luowei were left in the bright and spacious conference room.

This scene was really embarrassing, Li Luowei pretended to admire the porcelain on the side, and prayed in her heart to end it.

"Today, thanks to Mr. Mo's generosity, I can complete this cooperation so smoothly, why don't I be the owner tonight, I want to invite Mr. Mo to have a meal, just take it as a thank you, I don't know if Mr. Mo is willing to appreciate his face?"

Bei Mingye sent an invitation to Mo Yihan in a very polite tone.

No one knows what medicine he is selling in his gourd at the moment.

In front of Li Luowei is a glass vitrine, in which is placed a ceramic vase of high quality, the snow-white bottle is very thin, crystal clear, and beautiful.

But her mind was clearly not on the porcelain, but with her ears pricked up, eavesdropping on the conversation between the two men like kangaroos.

Regarding the invitation sent by Bei Mingye, Mo Yihan neither agreed nor refused, but just looked at Bei Mingye with a sneer, seeing what tricks he was going to play again.

"Lowe!"

Bei Mingye's cold and resolute thin lips spit out a monosyllable, which was neither light nor heavy, but it could bring a lot of shock to Li Luowei.

'Lowe', that's his old nickname for her.

Whenever he calls her so affectionately, it must represent his deep love for her.

In four years, he had never called her so affectionately, so much so that now it sounded full of irony to Li Luowei.

"It seems that Mr. Mo refuses to reward me with this face! You have always had a good 'personal relationship', otherwise you will invite him for me!"

Bei Mingye slightly turned his tall body sideways, and looked directly into Li Luowei's frightened eyes, which seemed cold and mocking, making Li Luowei's hands and feet cold.

"I ......"

Li Luowei glanced at Mo Yihan lightly, and hurriedly withdrew her gaze, always feeling that this scene was extremely strange and embarrassing.

"I'm afraid I'm not a good fit!"

I don't know what Bei Mingye's purpose is in doing this? What the hell is he doing?

"How could it be inappropriate? You are the most suitable!"

Maybe she Li Luowei didn't know it, but as a man, Bei Mingye could fully feel Mo Yihan's strong love for her.

Since this is the case, then he will come back to the old man of the moon, personally match them with each other, and create opportunities, presumably there will be sparks flying and wonderful.

Bei Mingye's order, Li Luowei did not dare to disobey.

Although she was very reluctant to speak, in order not to annoy the perverted beast of Bei Mingye, she still took two steps forward and said to Mo Yihan: "What if...... If it's convenient for you, please give it a look tonight!"

Li Luowei's request, Mo Yihan will not refuse.

It's just that he feels very sad, not for Li Luowei's obedience to Bei Mingye, but for her attitude of being alienated from him.

"Yes!

Mo Yihan's deep and beautiful peach blossom eyes have been staring at Li Luowei closely, and the man hopes that she can look up at himself, just a glance!

But she was as cold as her, and she never looked at him from beginning to end.

She was angry with him, and he could feel it.

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Dinner is served at a Chinese restaurant.

The dishes are the highest standard of the business dinner, flying in the sky, swimming in the water, climbing on the ground, drilling in the soil, everything.

The three of them are very seated, but this arrangement has a different 'deep meaning'.

Bei Mingye and Mo Yihan naturally sat opposite each other, and Li Luowei originally wanted to sit on the left side of Bei Mingye, firstly, to meet her identity as a translation assistant, and secondly, to avoid the embarrassment of being sandwiched between two men.

But who would have expected that Bei Mingye's damn black-bellied man would go against her, grabbing her arm with a big palm, and forcibly dragging her between them to sit down.

"You have short hands, it's convenient to sit here and pick up vegetables!"

Bei Mingye looked at Li Luowei and sneered, and gave her an order with his eyes.

"I can catch it, and my hands are not short!"

Li Luowei glared at Bei Mingye fiercely and complained in a low voice.

Okay now, look to the right! It's Bei Mingye's handsome face.

Look to the left! Mo Yihan's affectionate gaze made her feel uncomfortable again.

Forget it, she looks ahead!

Li Luowei's neck stretched forward, her eyes were full of food, and her eyes were dazzled, and her two round eyes stared at the tabletop, almost drooling.

Li Luowei's greed is real and straightforward, undisguised, just like a child seeing the toy of his dreams, such a simple and real reaction can't help but make Mo Yihan a little unbearable.

He picked up the silver chopsticks shared on the table, picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, and said with a smile: "Look at your gluttony!"

Put the tempting sweet and sour pork ribs on the bowl in front of her and whisper, "Your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs, eat it!"

Li Luowei and Mo Yihan have also gotten along for a while, and men have long kept her tastes in mind.