In the pavilion, the white-robed Mo Yuan made up his mind several times to get rid of Xu An.

It's dangerous, this person is very dangerous to the Yandu Xu family.

Mo Yuan doesn't care about Xu Yuehai at the moment, the death of a waste, in exchange for Xu An's life, is worth it.

Hong Yan hid in the bushes behind the pavilion, with a solemn face, and as soon as Mo Yuan made a move, she immediately rushed up to protect Xu An.

"Grandpa Mo, you definitely want to kill me, as the oldest worship of the Xu family, standing at the starting point of the Xu family, you definitely want to kill me and eliminate the hidden dangers of the Xu family."

Mo Yuan did not deny it and nodded.

Xu An stood up and walked over to carry Xu Chao on his back.

Mo Yuan's expression moved, and he didn't make a move after all.

"Grandpa Mo, the Xu family still has six sons, except for my third brother Xu Poyue, everyone else is eager to trample me under their feet, in view of my parents' affairs, I probably won't show mercy."

Mo Yuan was furious, "You threatened me, I really thought I wouldn't dare to kill you!" ”

"Family fighting has always been very hurtful, if I don't go that far, I naturally won't do it, Grandpa Mo is easy to go."

Xu An carried Xu Chao on his back and slowly left the pavilion.

Hong Yan was silent for a moment, and then quickly left.

Mo Yuan stood in the pavilion, seemed to have aged a lot all of a sudden, sighed, brushed the white hair on his forehead, picked up the uncompetitive Xu Yuehai, and walked forward.

The farewell to Mo Yuan made Xu An a little sentimental, this white-robed old man, when he was weak, he also protected his wings, but now, in their respective positions, if they see each other in the future, I am afraid they have become enemies.

With Xu Yuehai leaving, Los Angeles was quiet again.

The big signboard of Shuangyan Hotel was roared twice by several construction workers and fell to the ground with wire ropes.

Zhang Xiaoyou is very happy, although this victory came inexplicably, but after that, in this Los Angeles, there is only Qingcheng Hotel, and there will be no Shuangyan Hotel.

"Xu An, this Shuangyan Hotel is running well, why did it go out of business?" Chen Weiwei looked at Xu An and spoke.

"Who knows, or the boss is in debt."

The most pitiful thing is Jia Xiaowei, the executive chef of the dignified Shuangyan Hotel, who was honorably laid off before his seat was hot, what is this called.

"Weiwei, let me tell you, fortunately, I was sharp-eyed and didn't let you be with that Xiaowei, I heard that they were all laid off, and their jobs were too unstable." Li Fanglan glanced at Xu An and spoke loudly.

It is a very proud thing to be able to live in Haojiangting Villa, and even those who play mahjong have a different vision of her.

Li Fanglan is not a fool, all of this is thanks to Xu An, although the current name of the head of the household is Chen Weiwei, but it is still necessary to appropriately ease the atmosphere.

"Hey, now this is my sister's villa, and it's our Chen family!" Chen Qianqian muttered a few words, from the bottom of her heart, she looked down on Xu An at all.

If you are looking for a brother-in-law, you should look for the kind of rich and handsome person.

Xu An was too lazy to listen to Chen Qianqian's nonsense, this girl was clearly a white-eyed wolf who couldn't be fed, fortunately, the two sisters had very different personalities, otherwise Xu An really didn't know what to do.

"Xu An! What about the wild woman! Seeing that Xu An was silent, Chen Qianqian asked angrily again.

Wild woman, naturally, refers to Hong Yan.

Thinking of Hong Yan, Xu An was big for a while.

After hearing that Chen Weiwei was the publicity manager of the Qingcheng Hotel, she also went to the hotel to be the general manager of publicity.

One more word, this name is different.

But what can you do, this Qingcheng Hotel originally belonged to the Hong family, and Xu An only accounted for the majority of the shares.

Every time Zhang Xiaoyou talks about it, he cries a lot, one is the proprietress and the other is the third lady of the Hong family, neither of which can afford to offend.

Xu An ignored Chen Qianqian, packed the chicken soup, and sent it to the Qingcheng Hotel.

The opening of the Qingcheng Hotel is imminent, Chen Weiwei is busy with publicity, and at the end of the day, there is almost no free time.

"You should report to the general manager when you do things, I don't think the publicity plan this time is good." Hong Yan was wearing a smart overalls, squinted her eyes, and spoke to Chen Weiwei in front of her.

The wife is still divided into sizes, and it is normal for this manager to be divided into sizes.

Chen Weiwei's mouth twitched, feeling a little aggrieved, she didn't understand where she offended this cousin, and she was wearing small shoes everywhere.

"I'll change it." Chen Weiwei exhaled and walked back.

If you work with a monthly salary of 100,000 yuan, you should have the same pay. Chen Weiwei thinks so.

Moreover, the property fee for Haojiangting's villa is at least more than 30,000 yuan per month, and she doesn't want to be fired because of these problems.

"Weiwei, in order to catch up with this plan, you have lost weight, come, let's go eat first." The person who spoke was called Zhang Mo, who had just graduated from college and entered the Qingcheng Hotel through a relationship, and it is said that he had something to do with Zhang Xiaoyou.

When Zhang Mo came to the Propaganda Department, he fell in love with Chen Weiwei at a glance, this kind of cute little jasper is the most tasteful.

What if you get married? When he was still in college, Zhang Mo relied on his abundant funds to make a few married women.

"You go eat, I still have to work." Chen Weiwei replied politely.

"Weiwei, people are iron, rice is steel, if you go on like this, your body will not work. Let's go, let's go, I ordered French food in the restaurant downstairs. Zhang Mo said with a smile.

Chen Weiwei frowned and waved her hand, not understanding why this subordinate was so verbose.

Zhang Mo was not annoyed when he was driven away, his eyes lit up, and he ran down with a smoke.

Normally, the food truck cannot be delivered to the office floor, which is the rule of Qingcheng Company.

Of course, the rules are set by people, and they are also changed by people, as the little nephew of Zhang Xiaoyou, the person in charge of the dignified Qingcheng Hotel, Zhang Mo is confident that he has this right, and after some encouragement, he asked the waiter downstairs to push the dining cart up.

Even, in front of the dining car, two bouquets of roses were inserted in an extremely romantic way.

"Romantic French food should be given to the most beautiful people." Zhang Mo muttered, and in an extremely chic posture, he slowly followed behind the dining car.

The dining cart was pushed in front of Chen Weiwei.

Zhang Xiaoyou was thinking about whether to eat sauce elbow or roast pig's trotters today, and when he walked down the stairs, he turned his head and saw his nephew's action, and his whole face turned white instantly.

It's so good that Xu An also came up with a can of chicken soup.

"Brother Xu, you forgive me." Zhang Xiaoyou wiped a handful of sweat and almost didn't kneel down in the corner of the corridor.

Xu Anhu stared at the fat man suspiciously, and frowned, "What happened to Weiwei?" ”

"No, not yet!"

"Something happened to your third lady?"

"Nope!"

"Then you kneel a chicken feather!" Xu An smiled, he basically didn't care about the affairs of the Qingcheng Hotel, and left it to Zhang Fatzi to be responsible.

When Xu An walked into the Propaganda Department, he instantly understood what Zhang Xiaoyou meant.

A young man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, dressed extremely greasy, was surrounding Chen Weiwei like a fool at this time, clapping his hands constantly, waiting for the waiter to light the candles in the dining car.

"Vivi, romantic French cuisine, should be given to the most beautiful people."

Zhang Xiaoyou, who was following Xu An, almost didn't hold on and fell to the ground.

Xu An pursed his lips, raised his leg and kicked the dining car far away.

"My daughter-in-law likes chicken soup."

Chen Weiwei was originally startled when she heard the voice, but when she saw that it was Xu An, her face was shy and she took the soup can.

"Who are you?" Zhang Mo was furious.

"Who are you?" Xu An asked with a smile.

"Hmph, I'm Zhang Xiaoyou's nephew, do you know Zhang Xiaoyou! He is the head of the Los Angeles Qingcheng Hotel! ”

When Zhang Xiaoyou heard this, his whole face was wrinkled into a bitter gourd face.

If you want to die yourself, don't hurt me!

Xu An suddenly realized and snapped his fingers.

Zhang Xiaoyou rushed up like a wolf and pressed Zhang Mo to the ground, which was a sea flat.

"Mr. Zhang, is this your nephew?"

"Yes, oh no, I immediately cut ties with him!"

Xu An nodded, very satisfied with Zhang Xiaoyou's performance.

"Xu An, this one always seems to be afraid of you!" Chen Weiwei said.

"Of course, when customers complain, he can't eat and walk around."

As he was talking, there was a sound of kicking high heels on the ground.

"Xu An, your cousin is here."

Xu An's face was bitter and he turned his head.

Hong Yan pointed to the old chicken soup on Chen Weiwei's stage with a resentful face, "Cousin, you sent this chicken soup, cousin doesn't have a share!" ”

Xu An was speechless, Chen Weiwei was born with a cold body, so she had to drink this, you are a normal person, you don't need it.

Of course, Xu An didn't dare to say these words, "Next time I come over, I'll also call my cousin." ”