Chapter 433: The Bistro (and July Thank-You Speech)
Wang Chengyou felt the brutal power of the last straw.
Picked up his shoulders on the sofa, put them on his shoulders, and half-turned his head, still not looking at Mo Yan: "Okay." I'm leaving. β
The door, with a "click", closed behind Wang Chengyou.
Mo Yan's strength, "boom", scattered with this sound.
She sat down in the large and comfortable boss's chair, a little puzzled, obviously she asked him to go, why did he leave, but she was even more sad?
Walking past the front desk without squinting, walking out of the large page indoor space, walking into the elevator, until he reached the deepest part of the elevator, his head rested on the wall of the metal box that was still cold in mid-spring, Wang Chengyou sighed the breath held in his heart.
His dissatisfaction with Mo Yan, his unhappiness because of Mo Yan...... All point to the writers.
It must be the writer who has separated Mo Yan!
Even if he didn't get separated, he gave Mo Yan too many things that didn't belong to her.
Wang Chengyou had already gone down to the first floor, but suddenly stepped into the elevator and went up to the top floor again. When I arrived at the large page indoor space, I leaned over to the front desk, took the fixed line of the front desk and called Wenhao.
The girl at the front desk came out of the bathroom, and she had a strong premonition that something was wrong, she raised her arms, trotted to work, and saw Wang Chengyou, who had gone and returned, just hung up the phone.
"Hey, where did you call with my phone?"
"Guards." Wang Chengyou glanced at her, turned around and walked out of the large page indoor space.
Leaving the round girl, she was hesitant to face the landline, and she didn't know if she should press the replay button.
I used the landline phone of the large indoor space to call the writer, and the writer was able to answer in seconds. Wang Chengyou will also play tricks: "Do you want to know why I can use the front desk phone of the big page to talk to you...... No, I refuse to say on the phone, give me an address where I can meet you...... Okay, I'll be there in an hour. β
Even if Mo Yan comes out, he may not be able to stop Wang Chengyou at this moment.
An hour later, Wang Chengyou really appeared at the address that Wenhao said.
It's a niche restaurant, a fat noodle restaurant, with a dilapidated faΓ§ade and a simple kitchen...... It's hard to imagine that the neatly dressed writer appeared here, and when he looked up, well, he wasn't the only one who was neatly dressed.
On the road around the noodle restaurant, vehicles such as Audi and BMW were illegally parked, and the traffic police posted tickets, but they did not stop those people from sitting firmly in the small space and snoring and drinking noodles. Are these people enchanted?
Wang Chengyou stood at the door of the noodle restaurant, a little reluctant to enter.
The writer sat inside and beckoned to him.
I thought there was a hole in it, but after entering, it was even more unbearable. It's a little dark and the ventilation is not good.
Wang Chengyou frowned slightly and sat down.
"The second generation of the real rich is different from those of us who are pseudo-rich. We have a lot of under-evolved traits in our bones, so we crave to be rude from time to time. You're different, you're a baby who pursues refinement from the inside out. β
"Baby" is not a good description, it contains too much contempt, especially the word "baby", which is still said by the same sex who is not enough to become an elder.
But Wang Chengyou is not here to argue: "Tell me, the second generation of pseudo-rich, how can you let Mo Yan go?" β
"You can't do it."
"If you don't say it, how do you know I can't do it?"
"I want Xiao Yan."
If it weren't for the fact that the wooden table of the old object was too heavy, Wang Chengyou would have wanted to overturn the table on the spot. After calming down for a minute, Wang Chengyou spoke again: "I heard that there are two ways to negotiate, one is to negotiate peace; One is to talk about it. Are you choosing to talk about it? β
"You're wrong. I don't need to talk to you at all. You're an insignificant outsider. The matter between me and Mo Yan really has nothing to do with you. β
Wang Chengyou secretly checked the table again, not moving at all.
"You're a merchant, and there's a price for everything. I have a sum of money in my hands......"
Wenhao laughed when he heard this: "Contemptible people are not talented, but they are also the bosses of a listed company." You tell me you have a sum of money, like a kid taking a few lollipops and talking to the grocery store owner for a pack of town treasures. Don't you think it's funny? β
Wang Chengyou paused and continued to speak: "Mo Yan's emotions almost got out of control today. The pie you drew for her is too big for her to bear, and it may completely ruin her self-confidence. You ask yourself, are you loving her like this? β
The writer looked at Wang Chengyou: "The biggest difference between me and you is that I trust Xiao Yan, while you only trust yourself." β
"Why?"
"Just by thinking that you can solve all the problems in Mo Yan's life, with you, she only needs to be responsible for being beautiful as a flower, you make decisions for her, you define for her how much she is capable of, and you judge whether she is competent."
"I'm not blind and arbitrary! I'm based on what I know about her. β
"Huh, understood? We don't even dare to say that we understand ourselves, how dare you say that you know another person? β
The people around who eat fat noodles look over from time to time, and their eyes look like women chasing dramas while eating snacks.
Wang Chengyou found that he couldn't argue with the writer at all, so he cut off the topic with a knife: "I'll come to you, if you can talk about it, if you can't talk about it-"
"That's it?"
"I ask you to stay away from my girlfriend."
"Or else?"
"I'll give you a taste of the violence of public opinion."
"Huh. Is the kitten going to show its paws? The violence of public opinion you are talking about is not Gu public relations company and water army going to local forums to spread my negative news, right? I'm sorry, but I knew this 10 years ago. Now, ten years later, you just have money, and I don't just have money, I also have connections. As long as I reveal something, I'm afraid you won't even be able to find a powerful PR company. β
"I can do it myself!"
"Okay. Then it will be easier for me to collect evidence. For the sake of my fellow countrymen, should I kindly remind you: it is illegal to spread rumors. β
Wang Chengyou's face is not very good-looking. He quickly turned his brain, thinking, there must be some way to pinch the writer.
"Buying murder online may be a way. However, you can't guarantee that the murderer is a character, and it is possible to be self-defeating. Also, I went to the tax department to report my company...... That would give me a lot of trouble, but I tell you responsibly, even at that level, you won't be able to catch my pigtails, but your father's company will definitely get involved and be treated equally. β
Wang Chengyou's face is no longer "not good-looking".
"Let's go back to simplifying things. The bridge returns to the bridge, the road returns to the road, and the emotional matter comes down to Xiao Yan himself, and Xiao Yan has the final say. β
Wang Chengyou just wanted to agree, but when he thought about it, he realized that he had been deceived: "That's not right. Mo Yan and I were originally a couple. You third party intervened, where is your turn to be on an equal footing with me? β
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