Chapter 3: Thinking about countermeasures

Mu Nuannuan stood in place, looking at the tall back that had long been gone, and felt extremely cold.

What's that? Now it can't be forced to buy and sell? What is the world?

Mu Nuannuan looked at the check in her hand, although she was not particularly rich, she was not short of money!

She casually pulled a waiter over and pointed to the group of people who were already out of the door.

"Who are they?"

The waiter was stunned and looked at Mu Nuannuan in surprise, "Miss, don't you know?" That's the famous Qi Shao. ”

Qi Shao? Which Qi is less? Qi Shao of the Bo family? Qi Shao of Bo's Group?

Bo Qijin is known to everyone in the imperial capital, and only he is called "Qi Shao", but she has never seen the deity.

For everyone, Bo Qijin is a mysterious existence.

Mu Nuannuan was stunned all of a sudden, thinking that it was over, the milk tea was planted in his hands, did she have to come back?

She had no choice but to return to the box in frustration, thinking about what to do.

Nangong Shaobai was still lying at one end of the sofa, his head was in her bag.

"Hey, Xiaobai, wake up." She patted Nangong Shaobai's face, he was too drunk and didn't react at all.

Mu Nuannuan didn't care, and pulled out his bag from under his head.

With a bang, Nangong Shaobai's head slammed on the soft sofa, and he still didn't react at all.

Looking at the students around me, everyone was also drunk.

The carnival before the college entrance examination ordered a lot of whiskey, which was really unbearable for them who had just touched wine.

In the past, she was also drunk when she touched wine, but later she mixed in the circle for many years, and the amount of alcohol became better.

Mu Nuannuan took out her mobile phone, the message popped up automatically, and she slid it off habitually.

Suddenly, I saw the word "thin" and opened it again.

"Old man Bo's seventieth birthday will be held at 6 pm on the 22nd at Zhiyu Garden."

Isn't Old Man Bo Bo Qijin's grandfather? The controller of the Bo empire, the object of daily coverage by major news media.

Zhiyu Garden is located in the most central part of the imperial capital, covering an area of tens of thousands of acres, once the royal family's dormitory, and later was bought by the old man Bo, after some transformation, now it has become the house of the Bo family.

It is said that there is great splendor, and I think Old Man Bo also has a dream of being an emperor, right?

Mu Nuannuan suddenly had a plan, if she could go to the Bo family, she could visit this luxurious mansion, and second, she could secretly bring the milk tea back, killing two birds with one stone.

She was happy, but how to get there?

looked at Nangong Shaobai, who was sleeping like a dead pig next to her, and she slapped him with all her strength. "Xiaobai, don't sleep."

Nangong Shaobai's face was about to turn red, and he was slightly conscious.

His brows frowned slightly, he hated it when others called him Xiaobai.

"Xiaobai, what are your arrangements for tomorrow?"

He hadn't fully come to his senses yet, and mechanically muttered, "I'll have something to do tomorrow." ”

"What's the matter?"

"The old man's birthday banquet, our whole family has to go."

"Then you take me with you."

He finally woke up, "No, what are you going to do?" ”

"I've got something." Mu Nuannuan thought for a while, "That's it, you take me there, and I'll help you chase Tang Shi, otherwise you won't be able to catch up." ”

Tang Shi was Mu Nuannuan's best friend in high school, and she knew that Nangong Shaobai liked Tang Shi.

Nangong Shaobai hesitated, Mu Nuannuan said something wrong, and finally persuaded him.

"There is another condition, don't call me Xiaobai in the future!"

Mu Nuannuan smiled, and suddenly found that his slightly bloated peach blossom eyes were a little cute, and nodded in agreement.