The Queen's wife started showing off CP again

Brother Jing said: "It doesn't matter who I am. The important thing is that as long as I achieve my goal, I will give your Mo family a chance to become a shareholder. I believe that Mo Yun will be very, very interested."

Mo Beibei said carelessly: "Since it's about Mo Yun, I won't give this face. Hurry up and don't delay my meal."

The smile on Brother Jing's face froze.

Damn it, isn't this guy a fool?
That is the nourishing pill that makes money every day.

Squinting his eyes, Brother Jing said coldly: "I think you are toasting and not eating fine wine. I'm going to make a decision in the Imperial Hall, and it won't work if anyone comes."

Mo Beibei's donkey temper also came up: "Really? I want to see how big your brother Jing's face is, so that it can suppress my face."

The atmosphere began to become tense, and no one was willing to back down, just staring at each other.

The manager of Yanjing Hotel ran over and stretched out his hand from a long distance away.

Mo Beibei smiled proudly, and gave Brother Jing a demonstrative sideways glance.

See, this is the identity of Young Master Mo.

Brother Jing was stunned for a moment, then laughed again.

Because, the manager spoke.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Jing? That gust of wind brought you here. Long time no see. I miss you brother."

Mo Beibei looked at the manager who was over 50 years old and defeated, and even called himself a brother with a calm face.

Nima!This face is thicker than the Great Wall!

What is Brother Jing's identity?
The manager of Yanjing Hotel greeted and sent them off. He had already developed a pair of piercing eyes, and he could not see them at all for ordinary bureau-level leaders.

Mo Beibei said meaningfully:

When you see someone, Manager Tang, do you forget about me, Mo Beibei? "

Coincidentally, the manager of Yanjing Hotel is also surnamed Tang.

Manager Tang seemed to have just realized that Mo Beibei was like that. He held Brother Jing's hand tightly and said with a smile, "Master Mo, your order has been arranged. Is there anything else you are not satisfied with?"

"Satisfied? This person wants my private room as soon as he comes up. What is the difference between him and a robber!
Mo Beibei said righteously: "I am a reasonable person, Manager Tang will send them away quickly, don't delay my mood for dinner, and don't disturb my master and wife, otherwise, Mo Yun will not be spared you."

Reasonable?

The shit-stirring sticks in Yanjing city's money management circle dare to say that he is unreasonable.

This is fucking unreasonable.

The others complained frantically in their hearts.

Manager Tang asked cautiously, "Brother Jing, do you want to use the Emperor's Hall?"

Brother Jing nodded: "Is there a problem?

Manager Tang felt bitter.

You gods fight, why bother to do it for me, a little guy?
"Brother Jing, look, Young Master Mo has already used the Imperial Hall. How about I arrange another private room, okay?"

Regardless of the no-smoking sign on the wall, Brother Jing lit a cigarette, puffed out a puff of thick smoke, and said calmly, "Manager Tang, either I'll eat at the Imperial Hall, or I'll leave, you see Do it!"

Manager Tang was so anxious that his forehead was sweating white.

The title of Brother Jing's Demon King is not given for nothing.

Seven years ago, fearing that he would make a big mess, his family threw him into the army and beat him up.

Over the years of military career, his temper has become much more restrained, and his nature of being fearless in his bones cannot be changed.

If he loses face here today and makes a fuss, no one can control the situation.

"Brother Jing, listen to me, it's not that my younger brother doesn't give you face, it's just...just"

Brother Jing said blankly: "What's the matter? I left Yanjing City for seven or eight years, and I forgot about Brother Jing?"

He glanced at Mo Beibei with disdain, and said coldly: "Now, no one dares to be called the young master! Who would dare to say no to me in front of me when I ruled the city of Yanjing back then!"

"I don't lose my temper, it's not that I don't lose my temper. Before I get angry, solve it for me! Otherwise, I will smash the Yanjing Hotel. Anyway, it's not the first time, I know the way."

Brother Jing said it lightly, like chatting with friends, without any fuss.

Manager Tang shivered, his hands and feet were cold.

I rely on!smash again?
Before Brother Jing entered the barracks, he smashed the Yanjing Hotel, alarming many big bosses.

This incident caused a sensation in the entire Yanjing City.

The trouble was so great that Brother Jing's family threw him to the army in the northwest to suffer.

Mo Beibei's body shook, her eyes were full of surprise and admiration, just like a fan seeing a star. "Brother Jing! You are the brother Jing who smashed the Yanjing Hotel? You are my idol, I thought you were dead! I finally saw a living person."

Everyone else is dumbfounded.

What's happening here?
It's too nonsensical!
They were so close to fighting that a fan ran out!
A few black lines fell on Brother Jing's head.

Nima, are you speaking human words?
Lao Tzu is not dead, he went to serve as a soldier.

If it weren't for the sake of you being my fan, I would have kicked you to death.

The happiest is Manager Tang.

The ups and downs of life are too fast, without a big heart, it's really unbearable.

Mo Beibei's eyes glowed: "Brother Jing, what you did back then was so exciting. You made a big fuss in Wangfujing, smashed the Yanjing Hotel and other feats. You are simply a role model for my generation, and a role model for me to learn from."

No one doesn't like to hear good things, and Brother Jing is no exception.

Being slapped by Mo Beibei's flattery, he was elated, and a little ecstatic.

He also didn't expect that what happened when he was young would affect him for so many years.

To put it bluntly, my brother is not in the Jianghu, but there are legends about my brother in the Jianghu.

Mo Beibei's words almost reached Brother Jing's heart.

"Young and impulsive, you can't learn from me!

Brother Jing said humbly, his heart has already flown to that period of youth that was in full swing.

"Manager Tang, you can do your work! I'll have a good chat with Brother Jing. If not, I'll go to another private room with Master and the others." Thought they had a relationship.

Brother Jing shook her a few times, but Young Master Mo was unwilling to let go.

Brother Jing gave in.

Manager Tang left as if he had received an amnesty.

The door of the private room opened, and Lu Hengchuan walked out.

Beibei, have you dealt with it?Your master is starving to death. "

"Lu Hengchuan!"

"Lu Hengchuan!"

Brother Jing and Jun Zhuge called out in unison, their voices were full of surprises, and it seemed that there was nowhere to find them, and it took no effort to get them.

Mo Beibei asked: "Idol, do you know my master?"

Brother Jing smiled happily. "We met soon. Young Master Mo, what a coincidence, the distinguished guest I want to entertain is Lu Hengchuan, you don't need to go to another private room, let's sit together."

Mo Beibei said happily: "Okay, okay, you idol and my master must have something in common, and we can talk together."

Brother Jing said strangely: "I hope so."

After finishing speaking, he walked in with Mr. Zhuge and the girl with the hedgehog head.

Lu Hengchuan grabbed the excited Mo Beibei and asked, "Beibei, what is the origin of that person?"

Mo Beibei: "My idol is super cute. He did a lot of things that caused a sensation in Yanjing City. I will introduce it to you later. The idol is very talkative."