girl appraiser
Chapter 231 I swear, I am a good cat
Chapter 231 I swear, I am a good cat (4)
"Hmph, I knew that you didn't feel at ease when you said the most expensive coffee." Duanmu Baolian pouted and said dissatisfiedly, "You are a strange sorghum."
Mr. Mei felt that he was disgusted by Duanmu Baolian, and he wanted to make her sick for a while, but he failed to achieve the expected goal. This little girl is just like someone, she is unscrupulous, and she can only explain immediately: "Didn't I just remember this when I heard you sing yesterday?"
Mr. Mei has to say that Duanmu Baolian's voice is very pleasant, clear and gentle, with a bit of a milky loli voice. Anyone who listens to it will like it very much, especially him, a strange sorghum. , But she sang, her voice was very nice, and she was out of tune, so he didn't understand what song she sang yesterday, but only understood the last sentence——I swear, I'm a good cat.
"What song did I sing yesterday?" Duanmu Baolian was stunned, she sang very out of tune, she never sang on weekdays.
"I'm a cat!" Mr. Mei said with a smile, "So, I thought of this coffee."
"Who has a cat?" Just at this time, Mo Zheng pushed the door open and asked with a smile, "Boss Baolian wants to have a cat? What kind of cat do you want? Garfield, folded ears, tiger skin, or Persian cats are also good."
"I don't keep a cat!" Duanmu Baolian said hastily, "The cat is too arrogant, I take it out for a walk, it's magical, humming, as if he is the owner." For this uncle, Duanmu Baolian knew it at a glance , it must be Mo Qingyi's father, Mo Zheng, as he said just now, and Mo Zheng and Mo Qingyi look somewhat similar, but Mo Qingyi is prettier than him.
At this time, the waiter had brought up all the things they asked for, so he closed the door of the box and retreated.
"Mr. Mo, tell me directly," Mr. Mei said.
"My two younger brothers are ignorant and offended Mr. Mei." Mo Zheng thought for a while and said straight to the point.
"If you came to apologize today, then forget it." Mr. Mei smiled gently, completely different from the way he teased Duanmu Baolian to drink coffee just now.
"Some things are wrong, they are wrong, and they cannot be solved by apologizing." Mo Zheng shook his head. This is not a kindergarten kid grabbing a lollipop. Under the teacher's adjustment, a quick apology can solve the problem. , since you have done it, you have to take that responsibility.
"As long as you know!" Mr. Mei nodded and said, "Tell me, what do you want to do?"
"Recently, those members of our family are clamoring for a separation!" Mo Zheng frowned slightly, and said, "I feel that if you want to separate, let's do it. These years, I really can't do anything about them, but the Mo family In this situation, I feel very helpless - if the family is separated, it means that there is nothing left."
"You are very business-minded, even if you start from scratch, you will not be deceived by poverty." Mr. Mei said.
"I'm getting old..." Mo Zheng smiled wryly. He is almost 50 years old, so how could he be self-made?
"Oh, tell me, what do you want?" Mr. Mei asked.
Mo Zheng looked at Mo Qingyi and Duanmu Baolian, and said, "Qingyi, there is a shopping mall next door, take Miss Baolian there, and come back in half an hour, and I will talk to Mr. Sitting bored."
(End of this chapter)
"Hmph, I knew that you didn't feel at ease when you said the most expensive coffee." Duanmu Baolian pouted and said dissatisfiedly, "You are a strange sorghum."
Mr. Mei felt that he was disgusted by Duanmu Baolian, and he wanted to make her sick for a while, but he failed to achieve the expected goal. This little girl is just like someone, she is unscrupulous, and she can only explain immediately: "Didn't I just remember this when I heard you sing yesterday?"
Mr. Mei has to say that Duanmu Baolian's voice is very pleasant, clear and gentle, with a bit of a milky loli voice. Anyone who listens to it will like it very much, especially him, a strange sorghum. , But she sang, her voice was very nice, and she was out of tune, so he didn't understand what song she sang yesterday, but only understood the last sentence——I swear, I'm a good cat.
"What song did I sing yesterday?" Duanmu Baolian was stunned, she sang very out of tune, she never sang on weekdays.
"I'm a cat!" Mr. Mei said with a smile, "So, I thought of this coffee."
"Who has a cat?" Just at this time, Mo Zheng pushed the door open and asked with a smile, "Boss Baolian wants to have a cat? What kind of cat do you want? Garfield, folded ears, tiger skin, or Persian cats are also good."
"I don't keep a cat!" Duanmu Baolian said hastily, "The cat is too arrogant, I take it out for a walk, it's magical, humming, as if he is the owner." For this uncle, Duanmu Baolian knew it at a glance , it must be Mo Qingyi's father, Mo Zheng, as he said just now, and Mo Zheng and Mo Qingyi look somewhat similar, but Mo Qingyi is prettier than him.
At this time, the waiter had brought up all the things they asked for, so he closed the door of the box and retreated.
"Mr. Mo, tell me directly," Mr. Mei said.
"My two younger brothers are ignorant and offended Mr. Mei." Mo Zheng thought for a while and said straight to the point.
"If you came to apologize today, then forget it." Mr. Mei smiled gently, completely different from the way he teased Duanmu Baolian to drink coffee just now.
"Some things are wrong, they are wrong, and they cannot be solved by apologizing." Mo Zheng shook his head. This is not a kindergarten kid grabbing a lollipop. Under the teacher's adjustment, a quick apology can solve the problem. , since you have done it, you have to take that responsibility.
"As long as you know!" Mr. Mei nodded and said, "Tell me, what do you want to do?"
"Recently, those members of our family are clamoring for a separation!" Mo Zheng frowned slightly, and said, "I feel that if you want to separate, let's do it. These years, I really can't do anything about them, but the Mo family In this situation, I feel very helpless - if the family is separated, it means that there is nothing left."
"You are very business-minded, even if you start from scratch, you will not be deceived by poverty." Mr. Mei said.
"I'm getting old..." Mo Zheng smiled wryly. He is almost 50 years old, so how could he be self-made?
"Oh, tell me, what do you want?" Mr. Mei asked.
Mo Zheng looked at Mo Qingyi and Duanmu Baolian, and said, "Qingyi, there is a shopping mall next door, take Miss Baolian there, and come back in half an hour, and I will talk to Mr. Sitting bored."
(End of this chapter)
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