I'm married to a god

Chapter 239 Mosang Peeping
Bai Mengmeng originally wanted to order a glass of juice, but thought that in TV dramas, wouldn't people drink red wine on such occasions? If she ordered a juice, would it make people think she was an idiot, or would be ashamed.

She swallowed the words that came to her lips, and replied.

"Wine Bar."

"Lafite in 92, thank you."

"Okay, please wait a moment, both of you." The waiter said and walked out with the menu.

When Mo Sang walked into the western restaurant, he was recognized by the sharp-eyed waiter. He would occasionally come here with the president to inspect the business situation.

This western restaurant is just a small restaurant under the name of the Ouyang family, but it can be regarded as a well-known high-end western restaurant in Xincheng.

The waiter immediately reported to the manager, who rushed out to greet Mo Sang who was about to go upstairs.

"Oh, Mr. Mo, why don't you come here today when you are free? Are you looking at this month's business performance? Don't worry, this month's performance has increased by five points compared to last month."

The manager blocked his way, chattering a lot of nonsense to himself with a smiling face, completely oblivious to his gaze towards the second floor.

Mo Sang wanted to follow up quickly, but was blocked by the uninterested manager, and his temper seemed a little impatient.

"By the way, did Mr. Mo come here alone today? Where's the president?" The manager said and glanced at the door, trying to make sure that the president had come.

Seeing that he was talking endlessly, Mo Sang was so angry that he pushed him away and roared angrily. "Get out if you don't want to die, don't get in my way."

The manager was pushed back and staggered a few steps before he could stand firm. He turned his head and looked at the back of Mosang going upstairs quickly, and patted his head for some unknown reason.

Could it be possible that Mr. Mo has eaten gunpowder and has such a temper?
But he didn't dare to be negligent, Mr. Mo is a big celebrity around the president, offending him is undoubtedly tantamount to offending the president.

He hurriedly summoned the waiter, whispered a few words in her ear, watched the waiter go upstairs, put his hands in his pockets, whistled and returned to the office.

Mo Sang went up to the second floor, carefully searched all the way, and finally saw two figures in the cubicle.

He looked left and right, and found a place where he could see the situation inside the screen, but he would not be noticed by them.

The waiter who received the manager's order came over and asked respectfully.

"Does Mr. Mo need to eat?"

Mo Sang worried that her words would be heard by the two people inside, so she immediately rolled her eyes.

The waiter was taken aback by his sharp eyes, but he didn't dare to say anything.

Knowing that the waiter was also kind, Mo Sang didn't want to embarrass her too much, so he ordered a cup of coffee and sent her away.

He is like a detective catching rape, sneakily following the men and women in the cubicle.

In the cubicle, Gao Jingqi clasped his hands together and rested his chin on his chin, opening the conversation first with an elegant gesture.

"The steaks in this restaurant are good, and the desserts should be to your liking."

Bai Mengmeng nodded slightly, and asked back. "Well, do you come here often?"

"No, it's less when you're alone."

He rarely spends alone time. Could it be that he often brings friends over, are they female friends?

Of course, this was just Bai Mengmeng's own guess, but it made her feel uncomfortable, and she remembered the last time he had dinner with You Lin.

She looked at the cubicle pretending to be nonchalant, and asked plainly.

"Did you and Director You also eat in this cubicle last time?"

(End of this chapter)