Luo Jiuyu ignored Amo and typed quickly on his phone with his bony fingers.
I'll give you 10 million, do you want it?
He must be confused with anger.
He was so shameless that he sent a friend request to Hua Meimei and even wanted to give her 10 million.
It’s too late to regret.
Hua Meimei accepted his friend request and sent him a grinning face.
"Hmph." His voice came out heavily from his chest.
This woman is a money-grubber who makes no secret of her desires.
Ah Mo knew his temper and knew he was angry. He didn't dare to provoke him, lest he get into trouble, so he sat at another table, holding his coffee cup.
【Are you Luo Jiuyu? 】
Hua Meimei sent a message asking for information but nothing was received.
Before moving out, she asked Luo Jiuyu to borrow money, preferably 10 million.
Luo Jiuyu was not in a hurry to reply her, but instead looked through her circle of friends.
The latest update was 10 minutes ago.
It's in the sour fish soup restaurant in the mall.
In the selfie, she has a bright smile on her face, as if she is having a good time these days.
After not seeing her for ten days, she had a new hairstyle, with her long hair permed into waves and dyed light flaxen.
Exquisite and beautiful.
"Amo, do you want to eat?" He grabbed his black cashmere coat, stood up and walked out.
Amo exclaimed, he just sat down to drink coffee, why did he have to go to eat?
In order not to waste the coffee he just ordered, A-Mo picked it up and drank it all in one gulp. Then he ran out after him.
"Where are we going to eat?" Amo put on his suit jacket and straightened his collar as he walked.
"Fish in Hot and Sour Soup."
"Ah..." Amo frowned. He didn't really want to go into that small restaurant where the average price per person was only a few dozen yuan.
It’s not because I’m used to eating delicacies from land and sea that I look down on these small restaurants.
It’s because after his net worth skyrocketed, he didn’t like to appear in ordinary places easily, for fear that his net worth would be lowered by being published in the newspaper.
Ah Mo felt that he was the right person to be the face of Huanyu Group. No one knew why Luo Jiuyu was willing to be the CEO behind the scenes.
Hua Meimei stared at the phone and waited for a while, but there was no reply.
She exited the WeChat interface and was about to watch a short video when a gentle and low voice sounded above her head.
"Hua-san, long time no see."
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