After listening to Gao Shuyi's introduction, Mo Xiao nodded expressionlessly: "Mo Xiao."
Mo Tiankuo breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his son acting so normally today. He waved to Gao Shuyi and asked him to sit next to Mo Xiao: "You two young people, you can chat and get along well."
His son Mo Xiao has a very strange personality and doesn't make close friends. His only hobby is doing business.
Mo Tiankuo brought his son out this time because he hoped that he would interact more with outstanding peers and work hard to integrate into society.
Mo Xiao noticed that the waiter behind Gao Shuyi did not do anything else after serving the wet towel, but just stood there.
He is different from the previous waiters in this private restaurant.
She had her hair tied up and wore a mask. Her eyes were particularly beautiful and had a unique cunningness.
Ordinary waiters don’t have the courage to look around.
Since Mo Xiao noticed him, the waiter not only did not look away, but also had a half-smile in his eyes.
Mo Xiao's gaze was fixed on Gao Shuyi. Gao Shuyi smiled shyly, "Mr. Mo Xiao is a handsome man. He must be pursued by many girls."
Mo Xiao's gaze returned to Gao Shuyi. He said calmly, "Not only girls, but boys are also chasing after her."
Gao Shuyi's eyes suddenly widened, and Long Bingying, who was sitting next to her, was also stunned.
"Cough cough——" Mo Tiankuo, who was drinking tea, choked by the tea and started coughing violently when he heard Mo Xiao's words.
"Ms. Gao, don't misunderstand that my son still likes girls."
Gao Shuyi understood. It seemed that Mo Xiao's personality was indeed difficult to understand. He had seen through all the other tricks of this kind of guy, so he might as well go straight to the point. "Then I wonder if my appearance is the type Mr. Mo Xiao would like?"
Mo Xiao pondered for a moment, seemingly thinking seriously about the answer to this question. Then he looked up and said, "I like money printing machines. Can you grow into the shape of a money printing machine?"
The atmosphere in the room became unusually quiet after Mo Xiao blurted out these words.
Wen Xi, who was dressed as a waiter, was almost smiling behind his mask.
This morning, just when Wen Xi was about to go shopping to reward himself, the system suddenly issued a check-in task for him to check in at a private restaurant.
Not long after the task was issued, Long Bingying sent him a message, asking Wen Xi to give all the signatures of the poem "Ru Meng Ling" to Gao Shuyi. If any media asked, he should say that Ru Meng Ling was written by Gao Shuyi.
If Wen Xi disagrees, he will sell Wen Xi's secrets to the paparazzi.
The so-called handle is nothing more than some despicable photos taken in the company locker room by despicable means.
Long Bingying used to bully the original owner because she didn't know the law, and these private photos were difficult to delete once they were leaked online, which had a great impact on the original owner who was in the entertainment industry.
Long Bingying relied on these photos to firmly grasp the original owner.
Now Wen Xi feels that it is more like evidence of Huawu Entertainment's illegal activities than just evidence of Wen Xi's misconduct. It is indeed a small workshop company, and its methods are so despicable and crude.
Wen Xi thought that this check-in task might be related to Long Bingying, so he immediately came to this private restaurant.
Wen Xi took some effort to disguise himself as a waiter and sneak in.
Sure enough, after hearing the conversation between the four people, I understood the general situation.
It turned out that the president of the Zhifou Group wanted to use the advertising slogan of Ru Meng Ling and Chen Zhifou wine to put it in the advertisement half a minute before the news broadcast.
At this moment, Wen Xi heard the system prompt sound of successful clocking in in his mind.
"Congratulations to the host for successfully checking in! This reward is for the host to complete the Li Bai character card fragments, and a new character, Li Bai, has been unlocked for you!"
The system reported Li Bai's encyclopedia to Wen Xi. Li Bai, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, was born in Qinglian Township, Sichuan Province, and was known as Qinglian Jushi.
He had a bold and free-spirited personality, loved drinking and socializing, was a young genius, and had written many poems by the age of fifteen.
In addition, he is a martial arts expert, and his master Pei Min is the best swordsman in the Tang Dynasty.
The Tang Dynasty had three wonders: Li Bai's poetry, Pei Min's swordsmanship, and Zhang Xu's cursive script.
Wen Xi heard the gorgeous sound of the fragment being successfully unlocked in his mind, followed by a rebellious male voice: "Master, I'm finally out!"
Perhaps knowing what Wen Xi was going through through the system, Li Bai's chivalrous spirit instantly emerged: "My friend, whoever dares to bully you, I will beat him to a pulp."
Wen Xi: "Thank you, Master Li, but hitting someone will result in administrative detention now."
Wen Xi originally wanted to say that you can only fight in the Canyon of Kings at most, but suddenly remembered that there is no game called Honor of Kings in this world.
Wen Xi's heart moved.
At this moment, Wen Xi heard Mo Tiankuo say, "Let's sign the contract before serving the food!"
Mo Tiankuo then waved towards Wen Xi and said, "Notify the kitchen and serve the food in 5 minutes."
Wen Xi nodded and left behind Gao Shuyi.
Mo Tiankuo waved his hand, and his secretary took out the prepared contracts and distributed them to Mo Tiankuo and Gao Shuyi.
Gao Shuyi and Long Bingying didn't expect Mo Tiankuo to be so straightforward. If they could sign the contract sooner, they could feel at ease sooner.
Mo Tiankuo's secretary also handed Mo Tiankuo a pen.
Just as Gao Shuyi turned to the last page of the contract and was about to sign, a chopstick suddenly flew over from not far away and stabbed into the table next to Gao Shuyi.
Gao Shuyi was so frightened by this sudden change that his hands went limp. The pen in his hand fell to the ground with a snap. He covered his chest and screamed.
Mo Xiao's expressionless face suddenly became lively.
Mo Tiankuo, who was about to sign the contract, stopped writing in surprise and looked in the direction where the chopsticks came from. It was the waiter he had just asked to serve the food!
Facing the gazes of the four people in the private room, Wen Xi chuckled and then took off the mask on his face.
Stop shouting. You’re a singer. What if you damage your voice by shouting?
He slowly took off the waiter apron he was wearing and threw it in front of Long Bingying, then pulled out a chair and sat down.
Wen Xi's aura makes people feel that he is the master of this dinner.
Wen Xi folded his hands, his eyes radiating confidence: "Hello, Mr. Mo Tiankuo, I am Wen Xi."
"Ru Meng Ling was written by me alone and has nothing to do with these two outsiders."
"You can talk to me if you want to sign a contract. These two people can be released."
Wen Xi was assigned as a waiter in the private room. Seeing this, another supervisor quickly picked up the intercom in his hand and prepared to notify security.
However, Mo Tiankuo raised his hand to stop her: "No, you guys go out and inform the kitchen that the food will be served later."
Mo Tiankuo looked at Long Bingying with an oppressive look in his eyes: "What's going on?"
Long Bingying looked at Wen Xi with a warning in her eyes: "Wen Xi, I understand your desire for quick success."
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