Chapter 149 Give Me a Favor

Huo Qichen has a social event today. It is a research interview for Huo's company. He is the protagonist and many media and senior executives have gathered.

Jian Mo had nothing else to do, so she followed Xiao Chen to the 32nd floor to join in the fun.

There were many familiar faces at the internal social gathering.

Seeing the big shot appear from afar in the crowd, Huo Qichen, who is actually polite and well-mannered in his daily life, has a sharp look in his eyes and a fake smile on his face.

Xiao Chen couldn't help but whispered, "Did you see the scandal about our President Huo before the New Year? He was living with a woman, the one I told you last time who looked very much like you. Tsk, I'm so envious. How does it feel to be held in the palm of Huo Qichen's hand..."

Jian Mo couldn't help but feel guilty. Holding it in the palm of her hand? It seemed not, there was only endless frustration.

She just looked at him, as if she was standing outside the world, watching how he abandoned the prepared script and gave a speech and answered questions in gorgeous language, with the flash lights illuminating him just right.

It was indeed excellent. Jian Mo came back to her senses amid the thunderous applause, raised a respectful smile, and applauded along.

At this moment, the man standing on the podium inadvertently glanced at the corner and then recognized Jian Mo accurately.

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, but he quickly retracted his expression in front of everyone.

Not long after, Jian Mo received a message on her mobile phone: No drinking allowed.

So she had to put down the red wine in her hand and exchange it for a glass of orange juice from the waiter.

Jian Mo walked around aimlessly and saw some familiar faces. They were the people that Huo Qi Chen had introduced her to last time.

They looked at her and smiled kindly. Not being able to say hello, they just raised their cups to her across the crowd.

She greeted the people she knew, then walked out of the banquet hall and found a secluded corner to sit down.

Then I received another message: Don’t go too far, I’ll pick you up when we’re done.

Jian Mo replied word by word on the keyboard: I understand.

When Huo Qi Chen saw her reply, the corners of his lips curled up, and the image of the woman's less impatient appearance had already emerged in his mind.

Indeed, Jian Mo also showed this expression, which was noticed by Zhou Liangqi.

The fragrance of flowers floats in the air, and her coquettishness is something that a romantic man knows, and even more affectionate than fallen flowers.

He walked forward, pulled out a chair, and sat down. "What a coincidence."

Jian Mo was very surprised: "This is the Huo family."

"I know." He smiled nonchalantly, "I haven't seen you for a long time. You look beautiful again."

Jian Mo rolled her eyes, "What are you doing here?"

"Jian Mo, one must be romantic, especially to a drunk man." Zhou Liangqi loosened his tie, looking drunk.

Understanding his implicit meaning, Jian Mo put on a faint smile and waved to the waiter, "Do I look like someone who doesn't care about romance? What would you like to drink? It's on me."

Zhou Liangqi picked the most expensive one, and Jian Mo didn't blink.

He looked at the woman's pure and innocent profile, and his heart was cleansed.

"Can you tell me now? What are you doing here?"

"Huo Qichen is giving a speech himself, and everyone in the industry is flocking to it, so of course I have to come too."

Jian Mo couldn't find fault with this explanation. She looked at this man now, and he seemed even more mysterious. "You came to listen to my husband's speech today. Shouldn't you do me a favor as well?"

Zhou Liangqi was very interested in the idea of ​​buying and selling in this way. "For example?"

"For example, tell me what Qiao Xia will do when she returns to China."

"Your husband didn't tell you about this." Zhou Liangqi replied sarcastically, without any concealment.

Jian Mo choked and kept smiling: "You will tell me or not."

The wine came, Zhou Liangqi took a sip, and said with a smile: "Threatening me?"

She didn't know how to respond. This man was sometimes casual, sometimes serious, and she couldn't quite grasp his tone. "It's okay if you don't want to talk about it. But next time you want to talk about it, I might not want to hear it, Mr. Zhou."

The playful and naughty words coming out of her mouth will not be disgusting.

Zhou Liangqi put down his wine glass and squinted his eyes: "What's wrong with your neck?"

She was wearing a shoulder-baring dress today, which made her look charming in the chilly winter day, especially with a touch of red on it.

"Going to fight." Jian Mo was a little bored.

"Win?"

"..." Jian Mo glared at him, "Drink your wine, Mr. Zhou!"

Zhou Liangqi chuckled, then his eyes fell on the man who pushed the door open. His face was backlit, and there was also a smile on his lips.

"Liangqi, I couldn't find you for a long time. It turns out you were hiding here."

When this voice came out, Jian Mo felt a chill on her back, and she was a little afraid to look back.

Zhou Liangqi was quite calm, leaning back. "Qi Chen's speech was truly inspiring, and it was so noisy inside that I had no chance of getting in. But luckily, Mrs. Huo was understanding and treated me to a drink."

"Oh?" Huo Qichen approached Jian Mo, placed his big hand on her shoulder, his eyes cold, "You are quite sensible."

Jian Mo turned her head and looked at him in the shadows: "I saw Mr. Zhou was bored here alone, so I sat down and chatted with him for a few words."

She seemed to be trying to distance herself from the matter, and she was afraid that Huo Qichen would go crazy with her again because of Zhou Liangqi.

Huo Qichen laughed muffledly and said nothing more: "Well done."

"Mrs. Huo is indeed very pleasing to me." Zhou Liangqi agreed, staring at the light and shadow on his face. "Everyone says that Huo's stock price trend has fallen back, and something bad is going to happen. I used to think so too. After tonight, I feel that my previous thinking was too narrow-minded. Qi Chen, you did a good job."

Huo Qichen picked up the glass of wine he had drunk and looked at it in the light, "I remember Liang Qi doesn't like dry red wine, and it really doesn't suit you."

"I love it now," Zhou Liangqi replied calmly. "Just like I thought the internet wouldn't be part of Huo's future, didn't you still do it?"

Hearing the implication of these words, Jian Mo was a little surprised. Huo's focus has always been on industry, so why would they want to enter the Internet?

He stood up and whispered to Huo Qichen as he walked past him, "Qichen, I feel sorry for you. Why would you bother with someone like that?"

After saying that, he walked away without looking back.

Jian Mo turned sideways to face Huo Qichen: "What did Zhou Liangqi mean by that?"

Huo Qichen's eyes fell on the glass of wine on the table. For some reason, his left eyelid kept twitching, which made him feel upset.

The woman's sweet fragrance filled his nose. He didn't reply, but asked, "Who chose your clothes today?"

It is beautiful, but a little revealing.

Jian Mo frowned.

Soon, his coat came up to cover the exposed parts, and with warmth, he held her in his arms, without smelling any alcohol.

"Why didn't you tell me in advance that you would be there?"

Jian Mo helped him loosen his tie and said, "It's no use telling you. I'm just a small follower, watching you big guys fight each other."

Huo Qichen grabbed her slender white hand and said, "Tell me what you thought of today's film."

Jian Mo threw out a poem: "Although Mount Tai is high, it is not as high as Laoshan in the East China Sea."