Chapter 147: That unpalatable noodle stall 7
Song Lin hurriedly waved the thoughts in his mind away, his purpose was to control Ming Sui, and even disgusted Ming Sui, how could he be able to get into Qi Yuan's Dao.
Song Lin raised his hand to hold the purple clay pot, "Miss Qi, rest assured, the Xu family will regain its former glory." β
The Xu family, or Qi Yuan, will be a crucial step in defeating Ming Sui.
Qi is willing to put down the teacup, the slightly hot tea turns cool, the tea room in winter is warm and dry, but there are always things that can make the temperature go down, for example, ambition.
"Song Lin, how do you read the email on December 24?"
Qi is willing to lean his body back, not wanton, not lazy, even if it is a relaxed action, it still reveals pure and pure well-behaved.
However, the threat in the words remained undiminished.
Song Lin's eyes changed instantly, and his contempt and calculation for Qi Yuan quietly ended, leaving only his eyes full of vigilance, he unconsciously pinched the teacup, stared at Qi Yuan, and waited for her next step.
"The grudge between you and Mingsui, even if you can't let go, you will break my teeth and swallow it in my stomach, understand?"
Song Lin sneered, the piercing cold and Qi Yuan's calm court, "Why does Miss Qi think I can tolerate Mingsui?" One mountain can't tolerate two tigers, Miss Qi doesn't understand? β
"I'm for you to be transgender."
Since one mountain does not tolerate two tigers, then one male and one female.
ββ¦β¦ When did you and Ming Sui meet? β
Sure enough, Mingsui's vision is really "poisonous", what kind of thing do you like!
"Last night." Qi Yuan said again, "Was last night's noodles delicious?" I seem to have forgotten to put sugar. β
Song Lin took a deep breath, and didn't want to remember what the "poisonous noodles" tasted like last night, "It's delicious, and Mingsui specially paired it with red wine." β
Thinking of last night, Song Lin still regretted that he couldn't kill him while he was drunk.
Qi Yuan was satisfied, and pulled the topic back again, "If you follow Mingsui, how much money do you need to give you?" β
Her big tonic can't always be bullied, it's also a bad thing, the dog male protagonist is still a son of luck, and her big tonic has to be offended.
"Follow Mingsui?" The corners of Song Lin's mouth were sarcastic, "Miss Qi is not small, with your small noodle stall?" Of course, if I want to follow Mingsui, it's okay, 100 million a day, it's not too much, right? β
Song Lin originally wanted to persuade Qi Yuan to quit, he didn't think Qi Yuan had this ability, and the results of his investigation showed that Qi Yuan was just an ordinary person. Even if Qi Yuan knew his details, he didn't think that Qi Yuan had enough financial resources.
"Not excessive." Qi Yuan's finger tapped the teacup, so subtle that there was not much sound, "You still have nearly 66 years left in your lifespan, 24,100 days to be exact, that is, 24100000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 β
Song Lin pulled his lips, determined that Qi was willing to open his mouth, and talked nonsense, "As long as it's not a dark currency, any country can do it." β
"Seven days later, it will be scattered on your card."
Song Lin didn't care, he didn't believe in Qi Yuan, and he was sure that she couldn't take out 2.41 trillion in cash, after all, real estate and cash flow are different, and neither he nor Ming Sui has such a large cash flow in their hands.
Song Lin didn't have much heart to deal with Qi Yuan, and wanted to send Qi Yuan away, but Qi Yuan still had something to do, so he simply spoke directly, so as not to delay things.
"Bar?" Song Lin smiled burningly, his peach blossom eyes were shining, and the essence of calculation flashed, "Miss Qi invited, of course I want to go." β
Song Lin landed on the mobile phone, moved the mobile phone under the table, and under the blind spot of the perspective, Song Lin sent a text message to Ming Sui.
[Song Lin: Mingsui, the little girl you fancy invited me to the Drunken Moon Bar, do you say I will go or not? ]
Then, Song Lin smiled and Qi Yuan talked and laughed, but the mobile phone kept vibrating, and he turned the mobile phone upside down and didn't look at any information.
"Miss Qi, please."
The door of the tea room opened, and Chi Wan took the lead in looking at Song Lin's expression, seeing that he was smiling, he put his eyes on Qi Yuan again, inspecting Qi Yuan's smooth clothes, although he was puzzled, his hanging heart was also relaxed.
Chi Wan greeted him, and his face was originally condescending to Qi Yuan, but he groveled to Song Lin, "Third Master, my little wish didn't make you unhappy, right?" β
Chi Wan glanced at Qi Yuan, and sighed secretly, his clothes were so smooth, and he could serve the third master well, but he was not clean in private.
Qi Yuan Chong Chiwan rolled his eyes and spoke up, "Song Lin, you have to deduct money if you are late." β
Song Lin: "......"
only drew him a two-trillion pie, and the money didn't let him see it, how did she do it so justifiably?
Chi Wan immediately scolded, "Little wish, don't be ignorant of the rules!" The name of the third master is also what you can call. β
Qi Yuan twisted her fingers, looked away, and refused to communicate with Chi Wan, she couldn't communicate calmly with people who were servile in her bones in an equal society.
Song Linchong Yang Assistant instructed, "You can arrange someone to handle the affairs of the Xu family, and in addition, prepare the car and get drunk." β
Song Lin finally gave his gaze to Chi Wan, "Mrs. Xu, Miss Qi will be by my side in the near future, don't worry, I will treat her well." β
If he couldn't take out 2410 billion, he immediately buried Qi Yuan and Ming Sui together.
Anyway, it's two scourges, and burying them together saves space.
Chi Wan was overjoyed, and her eyes were a lot softer when she looked at Qi Yuan, if Qi Yuan could be liked by the third master, the Xu family would only get better and better, and she would always be Mrs. Xu!
Outside the Drunken Moon Bar, there were seven cars with low-key bodies and high-profile license plates.
"Sir, there is no trace of Mr. Song and Miss Qi for the time being." Chen Feng reported to Mingsui in the car.
In the car, the knobly jointed fingers moved quickly, as if there was an afterimage, tapping on the keyboard.
"Keep staring."
The corners of Chen Feng's mouth twitched, his husband has been naΓ―ve recently, and he has learned to bombard with news, he is worried that one night Mr. Song will send someone to assassinate him......
A subordinate in black walked over, "Sir, Mr. Song and Miss Qi have entered the bar." β
Ming Suiwu raised his head, caught a glimpse of the backs of Song Lin and Qi Yuan, stuffed the mobile phone into his pocket, pushed Chen Feng away, and strode towards the drunken moon.
Chen Feng sighed, "For the sake of a woman, Mr. doesn't want to be reasonable." β
The most important thing is that this woman looks like she has no ability and no family background, where is she worthy of a husband?
Although he didn't agree in his heart, Chen Feng still chased after him, and he didn't agree anymore, it was also Mr.'s business, as long as Mr. was willing.
Ming Sui entered the Drunken Moon Bar, and according to the bartender's guidance, he successfully found Qi Yuan and Song Lin in the underground store.
Ming Sui's blood was surging, and he keenly noticed Song Lin's provocative eyes towards him, and Song Lin even raised his hand to touch Qi Yuan's hair.
Song Lin and Ming Sui's eyes collided, the dark tide surged, threatening each other, Song Lin deliberately raised his hand again, pretending to be intimate, and touched Qi Yuan's hair, "Miss Qi, there is something dirty on your head." β
Ming Sui walked over quickly, trying to stop it.
Qi Yuan quickly dodged Song Lin's touch, and smashed at Song Lin with hail-like words, "Song Lin, before you meet someone you like, don't touch the opposite sex casually, even if it is with a purpose." β
After speaking, Qi Yuan turned around and looked at Ming Sui, who was striding with long legs and striding meteors, and bent his lips shallowly.