My ex-boyfriend is looking forward to my bankruptcy

In the garage, Xi Mozhou had already sat in the driver's seat and started the car. Qu Tao ran over, opened the door without saying a word, and sat in the passenger seat.

"Xi Mozhou, I'm going to the company with you today."

"Stop messing around, get out of the car, I'm busy today."

"No, not unless you promise not to run my company anymore."

Qu Tao fastened his seat belt and crossed his arms across his chest like a rogue. Xi Mozhou looked at him for a few seconds, then stepped on the accelerator with a helpless look on his face.

At Difeng Group, when they came out of the elevator, Qu Tao not only took his arm, but also rested his head on his shoulder and greeted everyone he met.

"What do you want to do?"

Xi Mozhou frowned, Qu Tao raised his head and smiled at him innocently.

"Say hello to people."

"I have a meeting soon, so please stay in the office."

"Oh...are there many people in the meeting? Is it an internal meeting, or are there outsiders present?"

"Why are you asking about this?"

"Nothing, is it illegal to ask?"

Qu Tao rolled his eyes at him and saw Secretary Huang coming out of the secretariat and waving at him.

"Secretary Huang, go buy me a cup of milk tea, the same flavor as last time."

Secretary Huang didn't respond, but observed his boss's expression. Xi Mozhou looked impatient.

"Why are you looking at me? Listen to him. If you don't have time, arrange for someone else to go."

Qu Tao leaned half of his body in Xi Mozhou's arms, speaking with a gloating tone.

"You've been with your boss for so many years, and you're still so clueless. Be smarter next time and do whatever I tell you to do."

Qu Tao came along this time with the intention of causing trouble. He wanted to see how long Xi Mozhou could hold on.

When he arrived at the office of President Difeng, Qu Tao remembered about his cell phone. He still hadn't got his cell phone back.

"Xi Mozhou, where's my phone? Return it to me quickly."

"At home, I didn't bring it."

"Didn't you say you would give it back to me this morning?"

"You didn't ask me for it either."

"Okay, you're right," Qu Tao glared at him, gritting his teeth. "Then tell me where you put it, and quickly arrange for someone to bring it to me."

"Can not remember."

"......" Qu Tao twitched his lips and nodded indignantly, "Okay, very good, not bad."

Xi Mozhou glanced at his angry look and tidied up the documents on his desk.

"I'm going to a meeting now, so stay here and don't run around."

"Go ahead, Mr. Xi, go ahead without worry. I will definitely not run around."

Not long after Xi Mozhou left, Qu Tao came out of the office and slipped into the secretary's office next door.

"Where's Secretary Huang? Why hasn't the milk tea I ordered arrived yet?"

"Secretary Huang and President Xi went to the conference room."

"Which conference room?"

"It's on this floor, the largest one in the front."

"Oh..."

When Qu Tao turned around, he happened to meet a staff member who had just returned from buying milk tea. He took the milk tea and drank it while walking towards the meeting room in front.

Qu Tao peeked inside through the glass on the conference room door. The ribbed glass made it hard to see clearly, but he could tell it was crowded with quite a few people sitting there.

As long as you are not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.

Qu Tao unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt, took a deep sip of milk tea, closed his eyes, made up his mind, pushed the door open and went straight to where Xi Mozhou was sitting.

"Old Gong, I'm in pain all over, it's all your fault."

The deliberate sound of the clip, the faint red mark on the collarbone, and the sudden change of address, Xi Mozhou was stunned for a moment, then he hugged the person on his lap with a doting look in his eyes.

"Be good, I'll be gentle tonight."

Why was this so different from what he had imagined? Shouldn't Xi Mozhou have thrown him out immediately?

Qu Tao's head was buzzing, and he didn't know what to do next.

Xi Mozhou held him in his arms and coughed loudly to the countless pairs of eyes that wanted to see but didn't dare to.

"Where was the meeting? Keep going."

"Mr. Xi, we've reached a consensus on the school's product quantity, price, and delivery date. We can sign the contract today."

"Okay, next one."

"Boss Xi, over at Yuanhang..."

As the man spoke, he carefully glanced at the person on his lap, and Xi Mozhou's face suddenly darkened.

"Speak directly if you have anything to say."

"Yuanhang's stock price has plummeted. If they can't raise funds in a short period of time, I believe they will declare bankruptcy this month."

"Okay, increase our efforts and make Yuanhang disappear from the tobacco market as soon as possible."

Qu Tao was originally shy and trapped in Xi Mozhou's arms, not even daring to open his eyes. Now, when he heard him ordering his men to speed up the bankruptcy of his company in front of him, he instantly got furious and jumped off his legs.

"Xi Mozhou, are you sick? How did I offend you?"

"Be good, listen to me. I'm in a meeting."

Xi Mozhou tried to hold him back on his lap, but Qu Tao pushed away his outstretched hand.

"What kind of meeting? A meeting to bankrupt me?"

"Xi Mozhou, if you have a brain problem, go get treatment. Do you want me to go to the hospital to register for you?"

After Qu Tao finished speaking, he kicked his stool angrily and walked towards the door.

The people sitting on both sides of the conference table looked at each other, lowered their heads tacitly, and adjusted their breathing.

Looking at the door that was slammed shut, Xi Mozhou glanced at Secretary Huang who was sitting next to him.

"Come out and take a look."

"You bastard, just wait for me. If you try to bankrupt me, I will definitely make your whole life miserable."

Qu Tao kicked the ground and stood at the elevator door, cursing. Secretary Huang wiped the sweat from his forehead, walked over and smiled flatteringly.

"Mr. Qu, are you leaving? Where are you going?"

"Don't bother me. Do I need to report to you about where I'm going?"

Qu Tao regarded him and Xi Mozhou as the same kind, and took out his anger on him without any scruples.

"Mr. Qu, Mr. Xi just told you not to run around. Take a look at what you want to eat or drink, and I'll arrange for someone to bring it to your office."

"No need," Qu Tao snorted coldly after entering the elevator. "You Difeng people all follow your boss. You are all weasels wishing you a happy new year. You have no good intentions."

Slamming everyone with the same brush? And comparing him to a chicken?

Secretary Huang smiled helplessly and stretched out his hand to block the elevator door that was about to close.

"Mr. Qu, please tell me where you are going so I can explain this to Mr. Xi."

"I'll go to the hospital to register him."

Qu Tao came out of Difeng and walked on the street bored. He had no money and no cell phone with him. He regretted that he had been angry and did not borrow the front desk phone to call Assistant Wang.

"Mr. Qu?"

Qu Tao looked around and noticed Assistant Wang getting out of a car on the side of the road.

"Why are you here?"

Thinking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao will appear. Qu Tao was surprised for a few seconds. Assistant Wang helped him open the back door and explained.

"I just went to the coffee shop and am heading back to the office."

"Mr. Qu, what's wrong with your phone? I've been trying to call it all morning, but it's been turned off."

Assistant Wang asked knowingly. Qu Tao stared out the window and sighed.

"What's the current situation of the company?"

"not too good."

As expected, Qu Tao still asked a follow-up question.

"more specific."

"The stock market has plummeted, and new contracts are being unavailable. Many employees are resigning."

"Okay, they've approved it. You can also make a way out for yourself when you're free."

"What about you?"

"what?"

Qu Tao was still at a loss about the company's affairs and didn't understand what he meant for a moment. Assistant Wang smiled and reminded him.

"The retreat."

"Oh...I..." Qu Tao said half jokingly and half seriously, "I'm going on a blind date to find myself a long-term meal ticket."