Chapter 239: Unruly and treacherous
Mo Yi is sensible and understands that he cannot bring Wen Yuan back to Mingyuan no matter what, so there is only one place they can go, and that is the Cote d'Azur.
Wen Yuan came in a mess, bringing nothing with her. Huo Qichen, a mysophobe, looked at her with disdain, "Have you been sleeping in Vanke these days?"
"Well... I had a falling out with my father, and the house we bought hasn't been renovated yet."
Upon hearing this, Huo Qichen simply handed her the key to the Cote d'Azur and said, "You can live here temporarily before the Huo family moves into Vanke."
There are some work matters that I need to discuss with her.
There's no better place to go.
Wen Yuan stroked the key with her fingertips, joy hidden in her heart.
There happened to be some clean clothes here, so Wen Yuan went to take a shower. When she came out, Huo Qichen opened his computer to show her. It was filled with documents about the agreement between Vanke and the Huo family.
She is an expert and it doesn't seem like a big deal to her. These agreements are simply... unfair terms.
Wen Yuan regretted asking him for help. She sat on the ground and looked at the man pitifully: "Please show some mercy..."
It would be better to let Zhou Liangqi acquire it.
The look was too funny and truly miserable. Huo Qichen smiled rarely: "I'm willing to fight and I'm willing to be beaten."
At this point, there is no other way.
Wen Yuan negotiated diligently, using all her life's knowledge to try to minimize the damage to Vanke, adding, "Vanke has had a difficult time."
Huo Qichen stood in the courtyard, looking at the ornamental banana trees under the eaves, his face slightly backlit.
"Not easy? What does it mean to be difficult? Take Zhou Liangqi for example. His father was imprisoned, and he survived among wolves and tigers. For you, he defied market trends several times. When word got out, no one could understand. But he persevered and made it to where he is today, developing the Zhou Group. All his hardships should be rewarded."
Wen Yuan was silent for a moment, "He is a man who can accomplish great things."
"Vanke can do it too." Huo Qichen picked up a flower pot beside him and watered the plants nonchalantly. "If Vanke can get through this, what they'll win is a century of experience. If they lose, they'll be doomed to failure."
Wen Yuan stood there in awe, "I'd rather win."
Huo Qi Chen gave her a knowing look.
He closed the computer, and Mo Yi put it away for him, whispering in his ear, "My wife just called me."
The voice was so quiet that Wen Yuan didn't hear it clearly. She just stared at the laptop in a daze. Suddenly, her mind got hot and she asked casually, "Brother Huo, how are you and Jian Mo doing lately?"
Huo Qichen's eyes suddenly became sharp. Wen Yuan shrank back. She was always extremely cautious when Jian Mo was mentioned.
She was so anxious that she couldn't help but say, "I'm just a little curious. Even... your computer password is her birthday. How could you fall in love with someone else?"
When she tried his password that day, the first string of numbers that popped into her mind was that.
What was even more unexpected was that it actually succeeded.
The man's face suddenly darkened, and he stood up suddenly, "Wen Yuan."
This was Huo Qichen's private matter, and Wen Yuan had peeped into it and even had the audacity to say it directly. No matter what attitude she used to say it, it was a huge overstepping of her bounds.
Wen Yuan was startled by his reaction. She trembled and looked up at him with red eyes, "...I'm sorry."
It turned out that he really liked Jian Mo. Not only that, he liked her to the point where he couldn't even mention it.
The last words Huo Qichen said before he left were: "You are such a heartless person."
The door rang, and everything returned to silence. Wen Yuan fell to the ground dejectedly, muttering softly: "Yes, I am a wolf in sheep's clothing, but no one in this world loves you more than I do."
Jian Mo called Huo Qichen several times but no one answered. Then she changed her mind and called Mo Yi, who did answer. He said that Mr. Huo was in a meeting and would call back later.
But most of the time, Mo Yi only served as a driver and rarely knew what Huo Qichen was doing. His quick response made Jian Mo suspicious.
"What are you thinking about?" Xiao Chen had just finished drawing the design draft and stretched his arms tiredly, and saw Jian Mo in a daze.
"Nothing." Jian Mo came back to his senses and saw that Qingying's office was empty. "Are you absent from work on the first day of business?"
"Boss, this is what I'm talking about." Xiao Chen lowered his voice, "I heard Qingying's husband is the only son of the Wen family. How lucky he is."
She had a look of longing on her face, but Jian Mo thought of the time when Wen Jing and the others did not show up at Qingying's wedding, and the subtle scar on Qingying's hand. Was she really happy?
Matter of marriage is like drinking water; only you know whether it is hot or cold.
Huo Qichen came out of the Cote d'Azur and reminded Mo Yi again, "Don't let anyone know that Wen Yuan lives here."
"I see."
The Cote d'Azur was not far from Mingyuan, and he wanted to relax, so he walked back. The people around him were worried, and several cars followed slowly behind him, which soon caused a traffic jam.
But the people around did not dare to step forward easily after seeing this scene.
Huo Qi Chen walked a little slowly because he was overloaded with thoughts. Now he was walking in the sunlight, looking at it from afar, and it looked beautiful no matter how he looked at it.
This is the executor of the Huo family. No one dares to neglect him. On weekdays, they really don't dare to let Huo Qichen walk around the street casually. Secretary Huo looked scared and said to Mo Yi: "You go up and take a look."
Hearing the footsteps, Huo Qi Chen didn't turn around, but just raised his hand slightly, and Mo Yi stood still.
He sat down next to a newsstand and picked up a newspaper. Coincidentally, the author of the newspaper was Wen Yuan.
She described the current financial situation in a professional and elegant manner. She is an artistic person at heart. At the end, I don’t know if it was out of selfishness, but she wrote a sentence: How the business world will fare in the next few decades will depend on Mr. Huo.
Huo Qichen gave a short laugh, beckoned his secretary over, and handed him the newspaper, "Take a look."
After reading it, Secretary Huo also laughed, "Miss Wen is right."
The man said slowly, "Decades? That's too extravagant."
"You're thinking too far ahead." The secretary understood. "Everything will be fine."
Huo Qichen neither confirmed nor denied it. He just sat there, waiting for dusk to fall.
The phone rang. Mo Yi saw the caller ID and felt like he was rescued. He quickly stepped forward and handed the phone to Huo Qichen.
"Ju Ma and I have learned a few new dishes, and I think it's very necessary for you to come back and try them."
The sweet voice on the other end of the phone was very light and brisk, and she must have been eating something, so her voice was a little unclear.
Huo Qichen smiled when he heard this: "Well, I'll be back soon."
When he returned to Mingyuan, Jian Mo had already arranged the dishes and put the bowls and chopsticks in an orderly manner. She was sitting aside, holding her face with her hand, waiting for him very attentively. She stood up immediately when she heard the voice.
"You're so slow to come back."
Huo Qichen glanced at her, then looked at the dishes on the table, "Why did you suddenly want to learn how to cook?"
First of all, this doesn’t look very good, he frowned slightly.
Jian Mo saw it and handed him the chopsticks, "Try it now."
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