Return to 88: Starting from Marrying My Sister-in-law

"They're coming up."

Mou Qizhong raised the wine glass in his hand and drank the scarlet wine in it.

Then he handed the empty glass to his men.

Smiled meaningfully.

He turned around and said, "Guests are coming. Let's stop looking around here."

"go in!"

Return to the Supreme Room.

Seeing Xiao Jun's gloomy face, Mou Qizhong smiled and poured him a glass of wine, saying, "Young people must be patient. Look at the two guys upstairs. They may have wished that we would die soon, but when they come up later, they will definitely be polite to us on the surface. Do you believe it?"

Xiao Jun took the wine glass he handed over.

He tilted his head back and drank the full glass of wine in one gulp.

Suddenly my throat felt like it was being cut by a knife.

He coughed several times because of the choking.

His face flushed and he said, "Humph, it's nothing more than a weasel coming to pay New Year's greetings to a chicken. Brother Mou, you won't make friends with them just because they are polite to you, right?"

As he said this, he looked at Mou Qizhong with a fierce look on his face.

Mou Qizhong shook his head and laughed, "They are just two juniors, not qualified to be friends with me. If their fathers came, it would be okay. But Xiao Jun, you look at me like that, which makes me uncomfortable. I am not a traitor, and you are not my fucking relative, yet you are still controlling my friends. You should be punished, severely punished."

As he spoke, he picked up the foreign wine on the table and filled the empty glass that Xiao Jun had just placed beside him after drinking it in one gulp.

Although his words were unpleasant to the ear and he even insulted someone, he was also expressing his position in a subtle way.

As long as you don't have the idea of ​​making friends with those two bastards downstairs, it'll be fine.

Xiao Jun stared at the wine glass that Mou Qizhong had moved to his side and placed in front of him. It was filled with scarlet wine. He gritted his teeth, picked up the glass and said generously, "Okay, I'll drink it."

withstand!

Hold on to the fucking thing.

Men can’t say no.

I have to drink this glass of wine today. You bastard Lao Mou, you poured foreign liquor into my mouth as if it were beer. Okay, wait for me.

Mou Qizhong expressed his attitude on the spot. He was giving face to Xiao Jun. He had to appreciate this favor, so he also had to show his sincerity.

This glass of wine must be drunk.

And you have to drink it all. The cleaner you drink it, without leaving a drop, the more you can show your sincerity.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."

Wait until Xiao Jun raised his head and forced himself to finish the cup.

Put down your wine glass.

This time, Mou Qizhong was not in a hurry to pour him wine.

In order to avoid getting this kid drunk too quickly, wait for the two juniors downstairs to come up.

Something happened.

No one stood up for him and acted as a shield.

After two glasses of foreign wine, Xiao Jun's face was red and his neck was thick. He shook his dizzy head and looked at Mou Qizhong seriously and said, "Old Mou, how did you determine that the two bastards downstairs came up to find us?"

The second young master of the Qian family is a loyal bootlicker of his father Qian, and everyone knows Sima Zhao's intentions.

He has disliked me since I was a child.

Of course, people also disliked him as a person with a different surname.

Treat him like a thorn in your side.

They are cousins ​​in name only, but they don't like each other. They only nod to each other when they meet at family gatherings during festivals. They might even secretly curse each other in their hearts and ask why he doesn't just die.

They obviously disliked each other, so naturally the Second Young Master Qian would know that Xiao Jun was upstairs. Logically, he should not even have time to hide, so how could he take the initiative to go upstairs to find him?
As for the eldest son of the Tong family, he was involved in both prostitution and gambling like Xiao Jun, and perhaps they were even the same kind of people. However, because he was 10 years younger than Xiao Jun, the two had not had many opportunities to interact with each other in the past. Moreover, ever since the Qian family was cleansed, under the advice of Qian's father, they, the younger generation, have been deliberately distancing themselves from the children of families like the Tong family, so as not to be affected by thunder and lightning.

"These two bastards are not familiar with me, what are they doing here?"

Xiao Jun thought a little depressed.

Mou Qizhong chuckled, "Of course I guessed. If you don't believe me, let's make a bet. Let's bet on whether these two guys will go up to the third floor and come to us. If you lose, I will give you the yacht I often use to go out to sea. Let me think about it. How about you give the exclusive agency rights of our Little Prodigy VCD in the three southwestern provinces to the Nan De Group under my name? "

Mou Qizhong himself is also one of the shareholders of Little Prodigy.

Granted, the equity isn’t huge.

But considering his friendship with Lu Yang and Xiao Jun, it is not impossible to negotiate if he wants to get the exclusive agency rights for VCDs in the three southwestern provinces.

But this old guy is smart and knows that if he brings it up in a formal occasion.

We have to talk about business as business.

However, putting it forward in the form of a bet would make it more feasible.

Even if you lose the bet and are rejected, you don't have to lose face, because you can win it back the next time you bet.

Sure enough, when Xiao Jun heard that he wanted to make a bet, and the content of the bet was this thing, he immediately laughed and scolded: "You old man, you have a good idea. You never mentioned it before, and I thought you didn't care about this little profit."

Then he smiled and said, "Well, it doesn't matter who you work for. After all, your Nan De Company is the largest private multinational trading company in the country, and its influence in the three southwestern provinces is enough. I have no objection to giving you the exclusive agency rights of Little Prodigy VCD, so there is no need to bet. But if you lose, old man, your broken yacht will really belong to me."

It seems that Xiao Jun also owned his own private yacht.

But later he lost the bet to the guy named Lu.

I had originally planned to buy a newer, more luxurious car to use for my own sea trips.

Later on, he got into bad luck and lost all the money he had earned, so the matter was left unresolved.

After returning to Pengcheng.

TMD, that old guy Lao Mou also came along and brought his new luxury yacht.

He takes a few young models overseas every now and then.

He was very envious.

He has been envious for a long time. If he wins the bet this time, he will learn it too. Hehe, he wants to take off too.

Mou Qizhong showed an expression of "I know what you are thinking" and laughed heartily, "Don't worry, no problem, as long as you can beat me, the yacht at the dock will be yours immediately."

The luxury yacht worth millions of US dollars, which was envied by countless people, was decided by the bet between the two of them while they were chatting and laughing.

at this time.

Mou Qizhong's subordinate who was standing at the door came over, bent down and said with his head down: "Boss..."

the voice very low.

But Xiao Jun, who had been watching the movement at the door, still heard it clearly.

Damn, it was indeed those two bastards, they really planned to come upstairs to visit me and Lao Mou. They had already reached the third floor.

Just outside the door.

Xiao Jun's face turned pale because he had already lost the bet, and now he had to face two bastards he hated and play along with them.

Just thinking about it makes me angry.

Seeing that Mou Qizhong had nodded, Xiao Jun ordered his men to open the door and bring the person in.

I didn't say anything more.

Don't hit someone who's smiling at you. Those two bastards are not here to cause trouble. Even if they want to turn against each other, they should wait and see what others say first.

The second son of the Qian family ran towards Xiao Jun as soon as he entered the door and greeted him enthusiastically: "Brother, you are here too!"

Look at this hypocritical smile.

The old man in the family was mesmerized by this smiling face.

Thinking that this bastard's purpose was to compete with his younger sister for Qian's father's inheritance, Xiao Jun wished he could tear this hypocritical face to pieces.

He frowned and said, "You just returned to China, and your father entrusted you with an important task. You didn't stay at home at night, but hung out with some questionable people. You still have the nerve to come upstairs to see me. If you have nothing to do, go home quickly."

Don't you call me brother? Don't you like to pretend? Okay, then I will be your brother and take care of you in my brother's way.

The second son of the Qian family's face turned blue and purple.

We agreed that it was just a show and everyone should just treat it as if they were out and about, in front of outsiders, not letting outsiders know about the discord among the brothers in the Qian family. But damn it, I called you brother, and you bastard took it seriously, didn’t you?
For a while.

He clenched his fist tightly, and really wanted to swing it up and punch the bastard in front of him hard in the eye.

But he dared not.

Although the other party is a bastard, he is nominally the son of his eldest grandfather. Even he can only call him eldest grandfather, while the other party can call him dad. There is a difference between close and distant relatives. If he appears to be too impolite and is unwilling to even call him cousin, once this bastard reports him to his eldest grandfather, wouldn't all his efforts in licking his eldest grandfather and pretending to be filial and sensible over the years be wasted?

"No, a little impatience can ruin a big plan. This bastard must have done it on purpose. He is provoking me."

"I can't be fooled."

Thinking of this, he finally loosened his clenched fists.

With a face as bright as spring breeze, he said: "Big brother taught me a lesson. I will definitely learn from you in the future. But the person next to me today is not a bad person. He is the heir of Tong's enterprise."

As he said that, he narrowed his eyes again, turned around and said with a smile: "Mr. Tong, my brother wants to meet you, please come over and say hello to my brother."

Over there, Tong Shao was dealing with Mou Qizhong, the two smiling tigers saying meaningless things.

Naturally I understood it.

He walked over with long legs and a cold look and said, "I thought it was someone else. It turns out to be the eldest son of Qian's enterprise. Brother Xiao, nice to meet you."

Damn it, he doesn’t expose people’s weaknesses, and he doesn’t hit people in the face. Is this guy here to cause trouble?
Everyone knows that Xiao Jun's surname is Xiao, and he is not the real eldest son of the Qian family. As the eldest son of the Qian family, he has no right to inherit the Qian family's enterprises.

Calling him "the eldest son of the Qian family" and "Brother Xiao" together was simply humiliating Xiao Jun.

Xiao Jun's eyes shot out like a sharp sword, landing on the face of the mean-looking young master of the Tong family: "You are Tong Hui, the young master of the Tong family, you are not that great, I thought you had three heads and six arms, but it turns out you are just a silver-plated spear head, a thin dog."

As expected of my brother Xiao, he speaks directly.

Tong Hui's face froze, and a murderous look flashed in his eyes. Fortunately, he was shrewd enough and immediately hid the murderous look.

He glanced at Mr. Qian Er, who was standing next to Xiao Jun, with a scrutinizing look.

what happened?

Does this guy have a firecracker in his mouth?

He spoke so harshly, as if he had just eaten shit. Damn, I don't even know him well. Could it be that you provoked him just now and that's why he took his anger out on me?
Mr. Qian II responded with an expression that said he was innocent and didn't know anything either.

Tong Hui frowned, and without time to think, he had to force a smile and said to Xiao Jun who was looking at him with a mocking expression: "Whether I am a thin dog or not, only women know, so Brother Xiao, don't worry about it. I came here today because I want to ask Brother Xiao for advice on something, and I came to visit you specially."

As he said this, he also glanced at Mou Qizhong who was standing next to him.

Humph! This guy seems to have big plans, how can he tolerate even this?
Xiao Jun said secretly in his heart.

Now that he knew this, it was even more impossible for him to reconcile with the other party.

He said arrogantly: "I don't deserve your advice. I don't know you well."

He glanced at the other person with contempt, then glanced at the second young master of the Qian family who was embarrassed, and said with a chuckle: "Don't say that I don't give you two face. If you have something to say, say it. If not, get out. Mr. Mou and I still have to drink, so we don't have time to deal with you."

Tut tut...

When it comes to offending people, it turns out that it is a reckless man like Xiao. It was not in vain that I kept him here tonight.

Mou Qizhong, who was sitting on the sofa, sipping a glass of foreign wine with an aunt-like smile on his face, watched them change their faces three times, performing the "watching the fire from the other side of the river" performance to perfection.

If you want to see it, you have to have a complete falling out.

The second son of the Qian family jumped out and played the good guy, accusing Xiao Jun: "Brother, isn't what you said a bit too much?"

"Mr. Tong has no ill intentions."

"I came here today to discuss some business matters with you and Mr. Mou."

How many more businesses?
I don't even want to talk to you about one fucking thing.

Xiao Jun waved his hand: "Not interested."

The second son of the Qian family looked at Tong Hui, who had a grim expression on his face, with embarrassment. Seeing that he did not respond, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and said, "Brother, you haven't even listened yet, how do you know that you are not interested? How about this, let's sit down and talk, sit down and talk, okay?"

As he said this, he looked for help at Mou Qizhong, who was sitting on the sofa with a smile on his face.

Even Mou Qizhong, who was planning to watch the fire from the other side, couldn't do anything about it.

No.

What are you looking at me doing?
Damn it, you guys go ahead and keep fighting among your local families, don’t drag me, old Mou, into this.

At this time, Xiao Jun saw that Mou Qizhong looked embarrassed.

Knowing that as the boss here, Lao Mou couldn't keep pretending to be deaf and dumb when there were guests visiting.

So he just went along with it and said, "Okay, if you have anything to say, hurry up and say it. What kind of business is it that requires you to come to me and Mr. Mou in person to discuss?"

He is no longer just an ordinary second-generation rich man, but the CEO of a technology company valued at over 10 billion with hot-selling products.

What's more, these two bastards who have to rely on their fathers to get respect from others can't be compared at all.

He also has the right to be proud.

As for Brother Mou, he is even more awesome. He is the richest man in the three southwestern provinces.

It is said that a foreigner named Hurun is preparing to compile a domestic rich list, intending to rank Brother Mou's personal wealth in the top three of the entire domestic entrepreneur rich list.

Isn't this definitely a fierce dragon crossing the river?
Even if his father Qian, the patriarch of the Qian family, or the patriarch of the Tong family came in person, they might not dare to say that they could suppress his brother Mu, let alone the two younger generations?
Young Master Qian and Tong Hui looked at each other, and seeing that Xiao Jun had agreed, he quickly spoke on behalf of Young Master Tong about the business that the two of them had come to discuss today.

"Brother, Mr. Mou, I will speak frankly..." (End of this chapter)