The white moonlight gl

Not two days.

Feng Qingliu contacted Feng Qingshui.

After finalizing the time and hanging up the phone, Feng Qingshui lay on the rocking chair under the vines, letting the sparse sunlight shine on her body through the layers of branches and leaves.

It has been eight years, the gears of fate have already turned, and the book in her mind is still floating quietly, mocking silently, Feng Qingshui made up her mind not to be the sad reminder Bai Yueguang in the book, as for the lack of Bai Yueguang, the protagonist suffers How will her relationship line change and develop, etc., Feng Qingshui said that it has nothing to do with her.

As a stepping stone to facilitate this negotiation, a half-baked mascot, Feng Qingshui was picked up by Feng Qingliu himself.

"Hey, I won't run away."

Taunting Feng Qingliu every day, Feng Qingshui opened the car door and sat in the co-pilot. Her delicate and beautiful face was even more stunning because of the light makeup on.

Feng Qingliu: "..."

In my heart, I can't be angry, I can't be angry, the angrier you are, the happier she is, obviously after a while, Feng Qingliu, who was well-dressed, started the car and asked: "It's still early, you can have some breakfast first, what do you want?"

"I'm not hungry, I'm afraid I'll throw up later."

Not giving Feng Qing any face at all, Feng Qingshui took out her mobile phone and clicked on the game: "Don't talk to me, what should you do, just pretend that I don't exist."

Feng Qingliu: "..."

The sound effects of the game soon resounded in the car, Feng Qing choked, and said: "The venue for this negotiation is at the headquarters of the Mo Group. It started at 09:30. Dad and others have already arrived. The situation is not optimistic."

"The initiative of the cooperation lies with the Mo family. If the Mo family does not agree to the capital injection, the Feng's industrial chain will be broken, and the consequences will be disastrous."

"However, this cooperation is actually beneficial to both parties, so we still have the possibility to win."

After rambling all the way, when they arrived at Mo's, Feng Qingliu looked at her, and Feng Qingshui, who didn't say a word, sighed silently.

Standing under a tall skyscraper, Feng Qingliu made a phone call, and not long after, a staff member from the Mo family opened the door to greet her.

"Two, this way please."

The two then walked into the skyscraper. Feng Qingshui raised her eyebrows slightly when she saw that people always looked at her from time to time. When the three of them entered the special elevator, she asked, "Do you know me?"

Zhang Shuiyan was taken aback for a moment, then his ears turned red and he nodded.

Feng Qingliu knew Zhang Shuiyan. He bent his eyes and introduced to Feng Qingshui: "Qingqing, this is Mo Rantong's special assistant, Zhang Shuiyan."

When she heard that it was Zhang Shuiyan, Mo Rantong's special assistant, Feng Qingshui's face turned cold immediately, she pursed her lips slightly, and said coldly: "Oh, hello."

"Hi, Miss Feng."

His heart was beating wildly. Although Zhang Shuiyan often heard Mo Rantong say that Feng Qingshui was so good and so good, he was very gentle and considerate, and also very good-looking, but seeing it with his own eyes, he felt that he already had it. Zhang Shuiyan, who is resistant, still thinks that Miss Feng is much more beautiful than those photos.

The elevator stops at the top floor, which is Mo Rantong's office, which shows that she attaches great importance to this cooperation, um, to someone.

Feng Qingshui didn't expect to run into Mo Rantong as soon as she got out of the elevator. She thought that this billionaire boss should take his time and not show up until the last critical moment to highlight his noble status.

So, caught off guard and unprepared, Feng Qing was stunned.

"President Mo.", "President Mo."...

Zhang Shuiyan and Feng Qingliu shouted with a smile when they saw Mo Rantong.

Feng Qingshui quickly restrained her emotions, walked out of the elevator, looked at Mo Rantong expressionlessly, and said calmly: "Long time no see."

Mo Rantong: "..."

Zhang Shuiyan and Feng Qingliu: "..."

"Cough, please come over to Master Feng, Mr. Feng and others are in the reception room." Knowing that his own president must be alone with Ms. Feng, Zhang Shuiyan led Feng Qingliu away with a wink.

On the huge top floor, apart from the offices of Mo Rantong and Zhang Shuiyan, there is only one reception room, which is deserted and empty. Feng Qingshui does not understand the operation of Mo Rantong, because obviously, Zhang Shuiyan, the special assistant She won't do anything against her will, so what's going on now?

Is it because you don't like slapping her face in person, so let's ridicule her secretly first?

"Qing, Qingqing."

Even though he often saw this person in the photos, Mo Rantong was still very excited, the water in his eyes flashed by, and Mo Rantong said Feng Qingshui's name with a hoarse voice, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

Feng Qingshui twitched the corners of her mouth strangely. Looking at her black hair and shawl in a suit and leather shoes, her facial features were far more cold and severe than the Moran eyes, and she looked a little strange.

"Qingqing, long time no see."

As soon as he spoke, the rest was easy to handle. On his face that had never smiled all year round, a stiff and embarrassed smile appeared. Mo Rantong pointed at himself, and said something that completely confused Feng Qingshui.

"I, President Hundred Billion."

Feng Qingshui: "..."

"I, President Hundred Billion."

Seriously speaking, when Mo Rantong saw Feng Qingshui, his expression was baffled, and he was immediately annoyed and discouraged: "You said before that I will become the president of hundreds of billions in the future, and now I am."

Oh, I see.When Mo Rantong didn't taunt and humiliate her, good upbringing allowed Feng Qingshui to pretend to be calm on the surface.So, nodding, Fengqing Mizuki said congratulations.

Mo Rantong noticed Feng Qingshui's indifference, she tilted her head slightly, looked at Feng Qingshui, who was dressed in a white dress, slim and soft, with translucent and glowing skin, and asked hesitantly: "You, don't you want to see me? "

Feng Qingshui: "..."

What should she say about this?Say you don't want to see her on someone else's territory?Feng Qingshui thinks her EQ is not so low yet?

But it was obvious that her EQ was not that high, Mo Rantong saw her answer, and immediately got so angry that she didn't want to talk to her.

So, for 1 minute, 5 minutes, the two stood facing each other at the elevator door, and neither of them broke the silence.

"Um, President."

Zhang Shuiyan felt that his monthly bonus might be gone.

Coming out of the reception room, Zhang Shuiyan looked at the two of them, and said to the president who was looking over, "09:30 is almost here, what do you think?"

"You handle it yourself, haven't you already decided, just follow that." Mo Rantong turned around and glared at Feng Qingshui with annoyance and hatred, his expression seemed to say, I will do this for you It's so bad, why do you still bully me, don't praise me, reward me?

Zhang Shuiyan, who was bullied, rubbed his nose and returned to the reception room. Father Feng and Feng Qingliu were very nervous when they saw him appear.

"Mr. Feng, Young Master Feng, I have full authority to handle this negotiation. Now let's talk about the specific details of the cooperation."

Feng's father, Feng Qingliu, was overjoyed, and nodded his head pretending to be reserved.

"that."

Feng Qingshui had no choice but to speak, she lightly parted her red lips, and said quietly: "Let's be clear first, I didn't promise to accompany you for three months."

Eating, drinking, and sleeping with her, she really wanted to hit someone.

"why."

Xiumei frowned slightly, Mo Rantong couldn't believe that Feng Qingshui really didn't covet her: "My illness is already cured."

"Ok?"

Feng Qingshui didn't understand the meaning of Mo Rantong.

"I said my illness is cured, I can let you touch it, and let you sleep." Each word was serious, Mo Rantong saw Feng Qingshui's pupils shrunk, and stared at her in surprise, his eyes flickering said shyly.

"Didn't you always miss my body? You broke up with me out of dissatisfaction because I couldn't let you touch it! Now that I'm healed, I'm given food, drink and sleep. Why don't you promise?"

"..."

"Feng, Qing, Shui."

Even though she hadn't seen her for a long time, Mo Rantong still had no barriers against Feng Qingshui. She was a little dissatisfied with Feng Qingshui's silence, and her tone became more serious.

"Please speak?!"

Feng Qingshui twitched the corners of her mouth, feeling speechless.

Thinking quickly, Feng Qingshui soon realized that both of them had misunderstood, sighed leisurely, Feng Qingshui looked at Mo Rantong, and said softly: "Mo Rantong, I think you made a mistake, I didn't break up with you because you, um, you wouldn't let me touch it, that's not the reason. "

Although I don't understand why Mo Rantong is like this, but it's generally not bad.

"So, I won't accompany you, well, no one can accompany anyone, do you understand Mo Rantong?"

"not understand."

Without blinking her eyes back, Mo Rantong stubbornly believed that Feng Qingshui was lying: "How dare you swear that you never coveted me, never thought about my body?"

Feng Qingshui choked for a moment, sweating: "Is this two different things?"

Xiao had never coveted her, Xiao had thought about her body, how could this be possible, Feng Qingshui still remembers her heartbeat when she first saw Mo Rantong.

Love at first sight or something, this is no joke.

"It's one thing for me."

The deep and deep eyes are full of obscurity, and Mo Rantong's eyes are straight, very explicit: "If you want me, I will give it to you, and prostitution is fine."

Feng Qingshui: "..."

If she talks about speaking freely, she loses.

Wanting to touch Mo Rantong's forehead to see if her brain is burnt out, Feng Qingshui took a deep breath and tried to keep smiling: "I don't need it."

"Then what do you need?"

"I don't need anything!"

Mo Rantong: "I don't believe it."

Feng Qingshui: "Hehehe."

Although the development of the matter deviates greatly from Feng Qingshui's imagination, this does not hinder her decision. She vaguely understood what Feng Qingshui said: "Since you originally wanted to cooperate with Feng's, then I It doesn't matter whether you are present or not, Mo Rantong, sorry to bother you."

With that said, she turned around to press the elevator.

"Feng Qingshui, why are you always so cruel? Why do I dissatisfy you? Do you have any heart? You will only bully me." Some people think that Feng Qingshui likes her, and has always liked her.

"You don't know what I've been through these years, you don't know that I was almost bullied, you don't know anything."

"You are abroad, across the ocean. When I am sad, you are at ease. When I am bullied and need to be protected, you are not there."

"You will only bully me, just like everyone else!"

Mo Rantong roared out the last sentence.

The author has something to say: enenenen, pass cigarettes to the bosses~