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Chapter 1007 This gift, yes, great
On the car back to Fengyuan, the ghost who acted as the driver for Qiao Yimo and Mu Qingxun endured it for about ten minutes, and couldn't hold back, "Boss, what kind of medicine is sold in Mo Xiaolan's gourd?"

Let's say that he is aboveboard and has no other plans. How do those people who are guarding the gate of Mingyue Pavilion according to orders explain it?

If you want to say that he really intends to do something out of the ordinary, Qiao Yimo and Mu Qingxun went from entering the gate of Mingyue Pavilion to exiting, and the total time was only 10 minutes, during which nothing happened!
Ghosting used his brain to think, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't figure it out.

Mu Qing glanced at the ghost, and silently turned her head to look at Qiao Yimo who was sitting beside him, who had been silent since leaving Mingyue Pavilion.

Qiao Yimo stared intently at the gift box on her lap, felt the gaze cast by Mu Qingxun, paused for a few seconds, and said, "Maybe, it's really what he said, and he just wanted to meet me."

Mu Qingxun's face was like still water, and after hearing the words, he remained silent.

The ghost stared at the gift box on Qiao Yimo's lap from the car mirror, glanced at Mu Qingxun's indifferent face from the corner of his eye, frowned, and said, "You don't plan to Do you want to open it?"

Qiao Yimo, "..."

She looked up at Mu Qingxun.

Mu Qing kept silent.

Qiao Yimo lowered her eyelashes, and after a while, she reached out and tore off the bow tied on the gift box, and the dark blue satin spread out, revealing the silver-white rectangular box inside.

Qiao Yimo paused for two seconds and opened the box.

The moment the box was opened, the ghost stretched its neck upwards, and it was a rare eighth woman, "...what is it?"

Qiao Yimo's expression was quiet, but shock suddenly appeared on the brows, and her eyes were fixed in the box.

It was Mu Qingxun who took the lead to look away, and turned to the car window, his profile was covered with a layer of coldness.

Qiao Yimo was a little uneasy, and turned to look at Mu Qingxun.

Mu Qingxun saw Qiao Yimo's face from the car window, pursed her thin lips tightly, and turned her head back, her dark eyes met Qiao Yimo's panicked and surprised eyes.

Ghosting couldn't see what was in the box, and seeing Mu Qingxun's and Qiao Yimo's expressions were a little strange, he became more and more curious about the contents of the box, but seeing Mu Qingxun's ugly face, he didn't dare to ask any more.

"……I did not expect."

Joey gasped.

In the private room of Mingyue Pavilion, the reason why Qiao Yimo accepted Mo Xiaolan's so-called gift was simply because he didn't want to cause trouble.

If Mo Xiaolan changed her mind and refused to let her go because she refused to accept this gift, wouldn't she have to make up for it.

In heaven, she really thought so!

But, but she didn't know that what Mo Xiaolan gave her was actually a share transfer letter!

Mu Qingxun seemed to be so depressed that she didn't want to say a word to Qiao Yimo. With two slender and fair fingers, she picked up the document with the equity transfer letter on the front page from the box.

When Ghosting saw the document in Mu Qingxun's hand, his eyes froze.

He didn't see the words on it, so he didn't know what it was, but it didn't prevent him from being surprised and surprised.

Ah.

Sending gifts and documents, yes!great!

Qiao Yimo looked at Mu Qingxun nervously, and murmured in a low voice, "If I knew it contained this, I wouldn't accept it even if I was killed... Who would have imagined it, what do you think?"

Mu Qingxun ignored her, and slowly opened the file, her black eyes were deep and dark, scanning down from the beginning of the file.

Qiao Yimo's head was swollen, and at the same time he was in a daze, and he didn't really recover.

Mu Qingxun finished reading the document as if browsing, closed it, and put the document back into the box calmly.

Qiao Yimo, Ghost Shadow, "..."

Ghosting licked his lower lip and said falteringly, "Boss, what is that?"

"70.00% of Zhang's Group shares."

Mu Qingxun's tone was calm and calm, so calm that people admired it!
Ghost, "..."!
Special!

What? !

Ghosting's eyes widened, his hands on the steering wheel slipped uncontrollably, and the car drifted "unrestrainedly" along the driveway.

Qiao Yimo gasped, and subconsciously grabbed Mu Qingxun's hand that was close to her.

However, before she could catch up, Mu Qingxun ruthlessly withdrew her hand.

Qiao Yimo, "..."

"70.00% of Zhang's Group's shares? Boss, am I deaf?"

The ghostly smile was deformed.

"Do you need a hearing aid?"

"...No need for boss, my ears feel like they can last for decades."

The corner of Ghost Shadow's mouth twitched.

"...Brother Ghosting, find a place to turn around, I, I will return the things."

"Uh……"

Look at Mu Qingxun for the ghost to ask for instructions.

"For a big company like Zhang's Group, Mo Xiaolan must have spent a lot of thought if he wanted to hold 70.00% of the shares in his hands. Now, he is no different from giving you the entire Zhang's Group ……you
Do you know what this concept is? "

"Why should I know?"

Qiao Yimo sucked his lower lip and whispered.

Mu Qingxun pretended that you don't want to know, I will tell you, and said, "The shares you hold are enough for you to easily win the top spot in the domestic women's wealth list, even if it is in the world, it is also among the best."

"Miss Qiao, I really envy you."

Ghost Shadow looked at Qiao Yimo with "real feeling".

Qiao Yimo, "..." The two brothers teamed up to embarrass her!

Qiao Yimo finally understood that no matter what she said at this moment, someone could pick a mistake and make some obvious but not obvious cynicism to her.

then.

Qiao Yimo stopped talking, lowered his head and stared at the documents in the box for a few seconds, then took the cover on the car seat to cover it, wrapped it in silk and satin, and tied a knot.

Mu Qingxun stared at Qiao Yimo, "Do you really want to return it?"

Qiao Yimo wanted to roll her eyes, but said happily, "In your eyes, am I such a greedy person? Besides, even if I love money, I don't love everyone's money!"

"You don't love his money, who's?"

Ghosting was speechless when he heard Mu Qingxun's words.

Boss, aren't you afraid of losing your majesty by acting so childishly in front of your subordinates? !
Joey blurred the black line, looked up at him, and answered seriously, "I love mine."

Mu Qingxun, "..."

"Originally."

Qiao Yimo blinked, "My money is mine, and your money is also mine. After all, it is mine."

The ghost shadow rolls its eyes towards the roof of the car.

He came to be a driver, not to eat dog food!
Can we still have a good fight? !
Mu Qingchen pursed her thin lips, staring at Qiao Yimo's black eyes, the corners of her eyes trembled faintly.

Qiao Yimo stared at Mu Qingxun with a pair of clear and clear eyes.

"……Humph."

Mu Qing raised her chin arrogantly, but the corners of her mouth were rolled up honestly.

Seeing this, Qiao Yimo expressed that he was shocked.

I really want to remind him that next year he will officially cross the threshold of forty.

Qiao Yimo saw that this person had a tendency to turn from cloud to cloud, so he slowed down his voice and mentioned again, "It's not a problem to keep something that doesn't belong to me. At this moment, Mo Xiaolan might not have left Mingyue yet." Sir, we return to return the things

him. "

"Would you like it?"

Mu Qingxun held Qiao Yimo's hand and raised her eyebrows.

"It's not mine in the first place, so what's so hard to part with? You're so capable, and I can't spend the money I earn in a few lifetimes. Money really doesn't appeal to me."

Qiao Yimo glanced at the gift box beside him, shook his head and said.

Qiao Yimo has never been a person who values ​​things outside her body. For her, money is enough to spend.

And it is too easy to meet the condition of "enough to spend".

Qiao Yimo doesn't pursue material comforts. Apart from paying attention to the things she uses on her face, she only needs to wear decent clothes.

only……

Regarding the "gift" that Mo Xiaolan gave her, Qiao Yimo only showed shock on his face, but the feelings in his heart were much more complicated.

He tried his best to meet her, and the meeting time did not exceed a quarter of an hour. Then, he gave her the entire Zhang Group...

What is he thinking in his heart?

Mu Qingxun was quite satisfied with Qiao Yimo's answer, she narrowed her black eyes, and said to Guiying, "Turn around."

Ghost nods.

……

Mingyue Pavilion, private room.

Not long after Qiao Yimo left, the waiter delivered the meals Mo Xiaolan ordered one by one.

Mo Xiaolan sat where Qiao Yimo sat before, the arc of the corner of his mouth was like a puppet, and it always maintained a constant upward arc. He held the chopsticks and stuffed them into his mouth at a leisurely pace. , Qiao Yimo likes to eat
thing.

The black and long eyelashes like ink fans are somewhat rigid like a man's, drooping slightly, and there are occasional broken lights fading out from the corner of the eyes.

Except for his excessive silence, the whole person looks happy and content.

After he ate for a while, there was the sound of the private room door being unscrewed from the outside behind him.

Mo Xiaolan didn't seem to hear, and continued to eat slowly.

A few seconds later, red figures sat down beside Mo Xiaolan.

The corner of Mo Xiaolan's eyelids lifted, and she stared at the woman beside her, her face was still covered with a thin smile, and the curvature of the corner of her mouth was exactly the same as before.

"Are you finally willing to see me?"

The woman choked up, her voice contained grievances, complaints, and suppressed anger.

Mo Xiaolan didn't say a word, and ate her meal calmly.

"What do you mean?"

Mo Xiaohua stared at Mo Xiaolan, an uncontrollable gasp escaped from the corner of her mouth.

Mo Xiaolan stared at Mo Xiaohua, whose face was full of tears and trembling, the light in his eyes gradually dissipated, and more and more darkness melted into his pupils.

"Bastard! Mo Xiaolan, you bastard!"

Mo Xiaohua suddenly let out a shrill cry, and threw herself on Mo Xiaolan, with her arms tightly hanging around his neck from the side, crying loudly.

The arc of the corner of Mo Xiaolan's mouth retracted for a moment, and the coldness and sternness on her face seemed to be born with her.

Mo Xiaozheng hugged him, not only failed to warm him up, but more cold air seeped from his body, Mo Xiaozheng was completely frozen.

The arms around Mo Xiaolan's neck suddenly froze.

The howling stopped abruptly.

Mo Xiaozhen held her breath, staring blankly at Mo Xiaolan's sinister profile with her ruddy eyes, her voice trembling, "... Xiaolan."

Mo Xiaolan turned her head slowly, there seemed to be thousands of ice needles poking at Mo Xiaohua in her deep black eyes.

Mo Xiaohua was so frightened that she almost bounced off Mo Xiaolan's body, her upper body stepped back abruptly, she grasped tightly with one hand, and pressed her forcefully against the dining table, trying to stabilize her body, preventing herself from really bouncing away.

Mo Xiaohua took several breaths, stared at Mo Xiaolan's temperatureless face with wide eyes in panic and horror.

(End of this chapter)