"Anything else at night?" Seeing that Gu Mojie was about to leave, Wen Wanqing subconsciously asked. Music + Literature + Fiction

Gu Mojie has always been unenthusiastic about her. Although he occasionally asks her a few times, he is also willing to spend money for her and cares about protecting her. But Wen Wanqing could see that it was just that Gu Mojie didn't like to owe his sister, and he had to do his best to take care of each other's lives when he fell into others.

That's all.

Gu Mojie thought blankly, "It's nothing." I'm a little tired and have too many things to think about today. ”

"If you're tired, stay together, and go back anyway." Wen Wanqing persuaded with expectation. She never expected that she could have the status of Lu Wenjun or Fei Liluo in Gu Mojie's heart. She knew that the way she appeared in the first place, it was already doomed. She only hoped that Gu Mojie would accompany her for a while longer.

"It's okay......" Gu Mojie subconsciously agreed, and after thinking about it, it seemed that the owner of today's party was not Wen Wanqing, so he quickly added, "No!" Wanmei, you are really, why don't you ask the master what he means first. ”

"Pss

The other two were relatively tall and well-proportioned, with slightly dazed eyes. Obviously, in just one month after coming to China, their Chinese level is not enough to understand Gu Mojie's fast speech.

"How can we not welcome it, for fear that Oba will feel 'broken and handed over'." That petite girl smiled and looked very hearty and generous.

Gu Mojie had only seen a few photos of the three of them, and had seen the figures dancing from a distance during the recording. It's been a month and I've forgotten a little. After listening to the girl's mouth, she re-distinguished the people.

The one who spoke was Quan Bao'er. The main owner of today's party, she would have spoken Chinese, Japanese and Korean Chinese.

Bao'er's appearance is not the best in the world, just looking at her face is between Lu Wenjun and Fei Liluo, the only flaw is that she is petite. Perhaps because he debuted too early and received brutal high-intensity dance training at the age of 13, Gu Mojie visually estimated that he was only 1.58 meters tall. Although the legs are round and well-proportioned, they are too strong and short. It does not conform to Gu Mojie's aesthetics of liking "weak" women.

This is a very handsome girl. Handsome's dù is no less beautiful than beautiful.

The other two girls, the relatively round and delicate one is Kim Taeyeon, and the thinner one is Lin Yuna.

"Then I'm welcome, but in such a hurry, I didn't prepare a birthday present, so I have to say this first."

While chatting, Wen Wanqing led the way in front, and several people went upstairs again.

Antique rosewood furnishings. The quiet atmosphere of the silk and bamboo orchestra soon calmed down a few stick girls.

"Wow~ There is a traditional cultural atmosphere here, which is more exquisite than those on the set of costume dramas." Quan Bao'er looked around the environment and stroked the furnishings around her. A heartfelt compliment. The other two girls also spoke stiff Chinese and said a little compliment.

"Yes, yes, yes, but it's not suitable for a party." Gu Mojie and Quan Bao'er said a few polite words, then turned to Wen Wanqing, and said in a slightly advocacy tone, "Sister Wan, I didn't say you, I really don't know how to choose a place." ”

"Not really. Don't be wrong with Oba Wanqing, we asked her to choose a quiet place to party - we've been crazy enough in front of the recording studio and dance motion capture every day, and we just want to be quiet at the party. ”

Quan Baoer's words are very decent, and it can be seen that it is not easy to work hard for several years; The eyes are good, and the heart is also fine. Kim Taeyeon and Lim Yoona, who are three or four years younger than her respectively, are a little ignorant, and can only smile quietly and occasionally coax along with her.

"If you like it, that's the best." Gu Mojie was indispensable, and immediately called the maid to order. He didn't look at the menu either, and casually reported a bunch.

Quan Bao'er hurriedly stopped: "Don't waste it, five people can't eat so much." We Koreans eat very lightly, not to mention the cake today. ”

"Then so be it," Gu Mojie ordered a platter of four cold and four hot, "What about the drink?" Get some coconut milk? ”

Quan Bao'er was slightly exaggerated and surprised: "Huh? Don't have alcohol? ”

Gu Mojie: "Can you drink?" ”

"It's okay to have a little bit, after all, you need an atmosphere."

"Then let's open the champagne, the degree is low, and a bottle for five people is about the same. If minors can't do it, they should be conscious. ”

Quan Bao'er covered her mouth handsomely and snickered, and translated Gu Mojie's words in Korean, Lin Yun'er was really depressed when she heard it, puffing out her face and selling cuteness to show her protest against Gu Mojie's contempt for them.

Lin Yuner is only 16 years old and 17 years old. is too young and has an unshaped face, so it is not good for plastic surgery; It looks a little drier than the sweet and delicate Yun'er in the later life, and her cheekbones and forehead are a little too thin and shriveled. However, when you do the shape of a puff cheek raiser or a pout, it will really be a lot more cute.

"Wow, it's Belgian, it's still a brand I don't know, it seems to be very powerful."

As soon as the champagne came up, Quan Baoer first took the bottle and looked at it for a while, and then handed it back to Gu Mojie. He poured a small cup very gentlemanly, and those who could not drink it were thrown away, and there was not much waste.

"Thank you." The three stick girls were very polite, stood up and thanked before taking the wine glasses.

"Try this shabu-shabu, how different it is from your South Korean 'army pot'." Wen Wanqing also learned a few words of Korean for a while, and persuaded a few girls to try it by comparing half-Chinese and half-Korean.

As he spoke, he took some red muntjac meat and yellow mutton from the copper shabu pot to a few girls, and demonstrated how to eat it with a secret sesame sauce.

Quan Bao'er was the happiest, and tasted every dish according to Wen Wanqing's demonstration, and the shabu-shabu made her pour two small glasses of champagne, and slightly stuck out her tongue to dissipate heat. Jin Lin couldn't let go at all, and ate very elegantly.

"Champagne can't be tasted with hot things, aren't you afraid of getting drunk if you drink it so quickly?"

Quan Bao'er was about to pour a third glass of champagne with a bottle, Gu Mojie kindly pressed it, took a bundle of freshly shaved perfumed coconut meat next to her, and motioned for her to drink instead.

"Both are 20 years old! What's wrong with some champagne. Get drunk and sleep and you'll be fine. ”

Once Boa plays high out of control. Others couldn't persuade them at all.

"You're not afraid of being drunk and dangerous." Gu Mojie couldn't persuade him, so he simply stopped persuading.

"Danger? This isn't your place. What's at stake? Quan Bao'er stretched out his thumb, pressed it on the wet wipe, glanced at his nose vigorously, and said, "Could it be that if you drink too much, you will be unspoken by Oba?" It's a pity you don't have a chance. ”

"You're too arrogant." Gu Mojie's heart was full of black lines. He, a veteran of flowers, was embarrassed by a chick on the other side.

He could only shrug his shoulders. Put on a look of "we don't know women in general".

But Bao'er didn't let him go. He took another sip of champagne and teased with a sparkling look in his eyes: "Don't you wonder why I said, 'You don't have a chance'?" ”

"Why is that?" Gu Mojie had no choice but to cooperate with Quan Bao'er's questioning.

"Because if you want unspoken rules, you should at least bring them up before you sign the contract. In that case, maybe there will be some of us who will endure humiliation in order to be more popular. Now that the matter is decided, what capital do you have to handle us? You won't waste all the money you spent in the early stage just because I don't give you sleep. Hiccup~ Well, so, you're of no use to me anymore. That's it. ”

These artists have a long-term contract with the S-M company, and Gu Mojie is just a hammer deal, how can people who really want to have unspoken rules to seek dives after this hammer deal is closed?

He hadn't thought about it. At this moment, in the face of Quan Baoer's fierce truth, Gu Mojie was speechless.

It seems that this is the case.

"So, Oba, you're a good man."

"Well, I'm a good person." Gu Mojie knew that if he continued to be speechless, Quan Bao'er, who had drunk a little too much, would continue to tease him with words, and maybe there would be more shocking words that were not ashamed or ashamed.

He decided to change the subject.

"I heard that after 2000. S-M rarely goes from being a pure newcomer to the original singer solo of the Lira. And the reason why you were picked is because you have a background in your family? ”

Bao'er put down the wine glass, and her mood suddenly disappeared, and most of the wine she drank was sober. Gu Mojie's two sentences successfully played the role of a chat terminator, which was very sober.

"I know there are a lot of rumors out there that my father is a high-ranking official in South Korea, right? To tell you the truth, I do have an uncle who is a minority shareholder in the company, the kind with less than 2% of the shares, and nothing else. But my songs, as long as I claim to have written them, they are definitely written by myself, believe it or not. ”

Gu Mojie's original intention was not to hurt people, but the other party spoke too boldly, and Gu Mojie's subtle style was a little unbearable, so he wanted to stop the rhythm of the topic. I didn't expect this sentence to be so lethal to Bao'er, and he was a little sorry.

Gu Mojie showed a hint of apology without a trace: "Don't take it to heart, I didn't mean that." I'm just a little bit on my mind today, and I don't like to talk through my brain. ”

Boa: "It's okay, I can see that Oba doesn't like to deal with Koreans, right? ”

Gu Mojie: "What's the matter, I'm not racist. ”

Boa: "You know I'm not talking about racism. ”

Wen Wanqing on the side was a little overwhelmed, and persuaded from the side: "Bao'er, okay, Brother Jie is also tired today, don't always pester him to ask Yan Sùdi questions." ”

Listening to Wen Wanqing's intervention, Bao'er finally stopped. She didn't say anything anymore, but leaned her chin on the table like a red panda and glanced at Wen Wanqing decadently. It wasn't until Wen Wanqing felt a little hairy that Bao'er suddenly said slyly: "Ha, Wanqing is jealous." Forget it, then I won't talk about it. ”

Wen Wanqing was blushed, so she could only talk about him left and right, and pulled Gu Mojie and asked, "What kind of business are you busy with today, so tired?" ”

Gu Mojie rubbed his face and said a little sleepily: "I talked to General Gu Yong about the intention of acquiring Youku Tudou, and he wants to be CFO." The business is not big, only more than a billion, the key is that he mentioned many problems, thinking about it tired. ”

"Huh? Is it more than a billion won? That's a small business. Bao'er, who was lying on the table, found another opportunity to interject and look for a sense of storage.

Wen Wanqing covered her face: "It must be RMB......

"Oh, that's 200 billion won—that's not small."

Kwon Bo Er muttered to herself and drank another glass of champagne, as if she remembered something, and said in a Korean tone of surprise: "Ah! I see, it turns out that Oba is pretending. deliberately pretended to be disdainful of the 200 billion won, so that Wanqing could praise you. Alas, the modesty of you Chinese is sometimes really hypocritical. (To be continued.) )