Chapter 932 Reaching out to wipe the ketchup from the corner of his son's mouth

But why is the wife a man...... Could it be that the information is wrong, isn't Mo Nanjue's wife a long-haired beauty?

Walking through the corridor paved with red velvet, Monan Jue and his party were surrounded by a crowd to the palace's dining room.

It's tea time now, and it's okay to have lunch, so it's time to set up a banquet for them to catch the wind and wash the dust.

Gu Yanxing quickly entered the restaurant from the other side, shook hands with Mo Nanjue and said hello, and after greetings, he looked at the man beside him, "Mr. Mo, who is this?" ”

Mo Nanjue said lightly, "Chen An." ”

He didn't say much about who he was, but Chen An's two words were enough.

This man is a myth in the medical world, if he stands up and calls the first, no one even dares to take the second.

Gu Yanxing has naturally heard of it, including the inseparable brotherly relationship between Mo Nanjue and Chen An...... At the moment, it seems, their relationship is more like ...... Family.

He didn't ask any more questions, but graciously invited them to take a seat.

Well-dressed maids set up plates, dishes and chopsticks for them, and arranged the dishes.

After Mo Nanjue sat down, he picked up the little boy who was lying on his shoulder, pillowed his arms behind his head, took out Iron Man's handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his saliva, patted his soft little face with his long fingers, and shouted in a low voice, "Mo Yaochen? ”

"Haji...... Mo Yaochen reluctantly opened his eyes, kicked his legs and twisted his waist in his arms, got up seriously and muttered aggrievedly, "I still have to sleep......"

Mo Nanjue didn't force him, and let go directly when he heard the words, "Okay, then you go back to the plane and sleep by yourself." ”

Mo Yaochen suddenly stopped moving, nestled in his arms and was quiet for a few seconds, sniffed his little nose, and directly changed the topic, "It's so fragrant...... Dad, I'm hungry. ”

Monan Jue sat on his lap with one hand around his small waist and a fork in the other to get him food.

Mo Yaochen grabbed a rabbit leg with his little hand and bit it, and he was not honest when he ate, and from time to time he leaned over to eat what was on Chen An's plate, or he turned his head to look at his own Lao Tzu, and the oil-stained Mo Nanjue suit on his mouth and hands was all over it.

Gu Yanxing frowned slightly when he saw this, and ordered, "Go and get a disinfectant towel for Mr. Mo......"

"No," Mo Nanjue didn't care, as if he was used to it, he reached out and wiped the ketchup from the corner of his son's mouth, "It's out of the way." ”

Gu Yanxing was a little surprised, Mo Nanjue has always had a habit of cleanliness, and everyone outside knows that when you meet him, you must choose a place that can be clean and can enter his eyes, he is the kind of man who can leave immediately if he is unhappy with a speck of dust on his shoulders, no matter how big the business is, he doesn't care.

It seems that the rumors are wrong.

After a meal, Mo Nanjue only ate two bites of steak, and spent the rest of the time feeding his son, and when he finished the meal with dessert, Gu Yanxing asked people to bring the cooperation agreement.

In fact, the representatives of both sides have already talked about it before the clause, three seven points of profit, three points of country C, and seven points of Tibet.

Mo Nanjue fed the cake into his son's mouth, flipped through the agreement with his long fingers, squinted and smiled, "Mr. Gu has always been so generous, you can't earn anything from three cents." ”

"At the beginning of the cooperation, it was about sincerity, I wanted to make a friend of Mr. Mo, and I wanted to become a partner with Zangmen," Gu Yanxing smiled slightly, "First I will be three and you seven, and after a long time, Mr. Mo feels that we are worth continuing to cooperate, and we can consider raising the price." ”

"I don't like to take advantage of people for no reason, giving money doesn't mean it's sincere,"

Mo Nanjue's thin lips pursed an unpredictable smile, he put on a long leg, and said directly to the point, "Actually, I understand Mr. Gu's thoughts, but the relationship between country C and the United States has never been good, and if you want to ease it, I am not a suitable candidate, and my relationship with Mr. President is not good to that extent." ”