A total of four people played cards, and Qian Mo lost three by himself.

These people originally intended to release water to Qianmo, with the intention of scolding her.

However, no matter how you release the water, Qian Mo can lose a lot.

These three women had their own thoughts, and when they saw that Qian Mo had been losing, they couldn't help but feel apprehensive in their hearts.

Men's wine table, women's card field, these are all invisible battlefields.

Qian Mo appeared in everyone's sight for the first time this time, everyone didn't know much about her temper, and the last time she appeared, she thought that this girl was quite stylish, but as soon as this card was played, how could she behave like a stupid white sweet, Hao Wuchengfu?

People put water on her, didn't eat, didn't touch, and saw a good hand of cards played poorly, and some people couldn't sit still.

"Second aunt, don't you play cards much?" A woman spoke.

This woman's husband wants to call Xiao Hei a second uncle, so it makes sense to call Qianmo an aunt.

"Well, not much." Qianmo pushed the cards, sorry, and lost again.

If Xiao Hei is here, he must have a face when he hears her face fooling people without changing her face.

Why was she embarrassed to say this?

At the beginning, the two went abroad together to help sesame oil win the home business, the last game was Qian Mo played, not to mention the card skills, just say that her ability to see people's emotions, used on the card table, that is to kill the Quartet.

This is staring at her eyes and telling nonsense, but she is so good-looking, and people believe everything she says.

Everyone looked at their chips, and then looked at Qian Mo, who lost "with an honest face", and couldn't play anymore.

One of them looked shrewd and stood up, "I don't think the second aunt is very good at playing this, why don't you go to my place, I just got a batch of tea." ”

Hearing this, the corners of Qian Mo's mouth rose.

After waiting for so long, you finally can't hold your breath?

The person who spoke was the fourteenth generation of the Yu family, and he had to be called Qianmo's second aunt, and the fourteenth generation was the Qizi generation, and the woman's husband was called Yu Qixian, who was the target of Qianmo's key observation.

Mrs. Yu Qixian opened a teahouse, the grade is not low, her husband was in charge of the purchasing department in the Yu family before, he was a fat shortage, and naturally he did not make a lot of oil and water, but now Xiao Hei is up, and the family can't sleep well.

"It's better to go to you, it's better to go to me, I just brought in a group of technicians." Yu Qishu is a woman of the virtuous generation, she works in the design department of Yu's family, and by the way opened a beauty salon as a side business.

The design department is not a big place for oil and water, but her man is in the second business department, and the couple is not less tinkering.

"Sister, I don't like to hear what you say, I invite my second aunt to tea, why does it become 'better yet' to you when it comes to your mouth?" Yu Qixian's wife confronted her with a needle.

The rest of the man who watched the tiger fight across the mountain didn't speak, and it seemed that he was used to pinching these two people when they met.

Qian Mo smiled, "I just came out here, and I don't know what's good, you also know that I came from a small family, and I don't know much about you rich people's things, why don't you give me an idea?" ”

Qian Mo asked the one who didn't speak, and it was also the family of the Qizi generation.

The person who had been watching the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal was stunned by Qian Mo's question, and then looked at the two people who were facing each other, and immediately calculated in his heart.

"Then why don't you drink tea first and then go to beauty?"

After this person finished speaking, Qian Mo really saw the pride of opening a teahouse, and there was a trace of resentment in the eyes of opening a beauty salon.

The art of vertical and horizontal is commonly used in shopping malls.

Qianmo is very handy.

After playing two rounds of cards, she not only saw through the personalities of these people, but also made the interpersonal relationship between these three people clear.

Those who open teahouses and those who open beauty salons are opposed to each other, and the remaining city that doesn't speak is very deep, and it seems to be good with everyone, but in fact, it has the most eyes.

And these three people have one thing in common, their man over there has something to do with the Yu clan, either abuse of power, or unclear accounts, all of which are within the scope of the little black head to clean up.

Qian Mo successfully stirred up the waves, but he still had a gentle and ignorant expression on his face, playing an innocent girl well.

The group went to the teahouse, and when they passed by the yard, the teahouse owner stopped, looked at the motorcycle and said.

"When did the old lady have this hobby, this car also affected the overall environment, go back and let my son send a Harley."

She said it unintentionally, but the rest of the two had different reactions.

The one who opened a beauty salon sneered, "How old is the old lady?" You send Harley to him, you can't see the old lady, okay? I'm afraid I don't have some thoughts, right? ”

"That's better than some people who pay filial piety and don't express their actions." The teahouse is not to be outdone.

These people have been intriguing all year round, and they have grown into the habit of laughing at everyone, and these words are said with a smile, looking like a joke, and there are needles hidden in every sentence, if there is something to be pointed to.

Chengfu Shen, who was watching the two fight, also said to Qian Mo in a joking tone, "Look at how old they are, and they are still like children, which makes you laugh, but then again, the son of the Qixian family is indeed very fond of motorcycles or something." ”

This sentence seems to be a joke, but when you think about it, the last sentence seems to imply something.

Qian Mo kept a silly white sweet smile, "Yes, I like motorcycles or something, but I can communicate with my men, they all like this kind of galloping feeling." ”

The two bickering immediately stopped, wrote down the information that Xiao Hei likes cars, and stammered to Qian Mo one after another.

"That's really going to have a good chat with my son, he likes mobile motorcycles the most, and I don't see him ride, in his words, this is called playing with cars, and when Lang has less time to come to my house, he can choose."

The hospitality of opening a teahouse.

"It's as if people lack your eighteen thousand motorcycles?" The beauty salon was demolished again, and the teahouse glared at her fiercely.

"You've collected so many motorcycles, so you need a lot of money, right?"

After Qian Mo finished speaking, the atmosphere fell into honey embarrassment.

I don't know if Qianmo's words are implicit, or unintentional, after all, these companies will be weak when they raise money.

"You see how ignorant I said this, grandpa said that your men followed him a few years ago, and there must be some savings over the years, just blame me for having little knowledge from a small family, hahaha!"

Qian Mo also said with a smile, everyone couldn't tell whether she was unintentional or intentional, and the topic of the car didn't dare to talk anymore.

Achieving this paradoxical and confusing effect, Qian Mo was very satisfied, of course, she did not ignore the eyes of the woman in the city when the group walked out, and looked back at the car.

"What? Have you ever seen this car? Qian Mo asked.

The woman in Chengfu Shen first nodded, and then immediately shook her head, "I haven't seen it." ”

From the professional point of view of Qianmo's profession, this is a typical weakness of heart.