Wife-chasing crematorium of a wealthy old man

Meng Xiangbei was confused and scratched his head: "You bought a lotus statue and gave it to the playground?"

Qi Zhijie listened to his words, shook his head with a smile, but stopped talking.

Meng Xiangbei was most annoyed by his smiling and silent look, as if he was stupid: "Forget it, I'm too tired chatting with you." As he spoke, he poured a cup by himself and put it on the tea table. Lapsang Souchong, sucking is very tasty.

This guy lives like an old antique, and he is a master at making tea. If he makes the same tea at home, the taste will not be so mellow: "I will open the bar tomorrow."

Qi Zhijie was still looking down at the cultural relics book, and said slowly: "Why, tell me to make tea? It's not appropriate."

Meng Xiangbei was amused by him, and shrugged his shoulders: "How can I afford you, isn't this the opening of a new store with more people to support the scene."

"Tomorrow, I'm going to the countryside to find some things and talk about the price by the way. I'll see if I come back sooner."

"Okay, I'm waiting for you."

At that time, the wind and snow outside the house finally stopped, Mu Xungang and the staff finished the celebration party, and returned to the old house from the ktv.

This old house was built when Grandpa Mu Xun was there, and it was not in the city center. When he came out of the garage, he was almost frozen to death by the snowy temperature in the suburbs.

What made him even more furious was that he was hit with a ball of icy snowball on the front of his face as soon as he got out of the car.

No need to think about it, he knew that Mutang did it.

His half-sister, who regards him as the enemy's good sister.

He wiped off the snow water from his face, and reached out to pat the snow water that was unfortunately stained on his collar.

Xiao He, the driver who just got off the car, asked cautiously, "Mr. Mu, are you alright?"

"It's okay." For the first time in history, Mu Xun, who was more tempered than the sky, didn't get angry, and instead chose to keep things quiet.

He entered the gate of the old house, and there were only a few hallway lights left inside. Mu Liangqi was an old man with good habits, and would go back to his room on time to sleep at 09:30 when there was no social interaction.

So the father and son often don't see each other at home, but meet more often in the company.

The place Mu Xun lived in three years ago had always been the kind of small one-story house that was so crowded that the toilet and kitchen could be put together, so when he first moved into this old house, he really got lost and tried his way several times.

Even now, he doesn't seem to be very familiar with this place. The Mu family has lived here for three generations, and many new facilities and venues will be added every time it is renovated, so every time he goes out to places like KTV, Mu Liangqi will call him Call people to the k room at home to open.

He went back to the room, took a hot bath, and lay down on the soft and big bed.

He often starts to think wildly in the dead of night, and he often feels that he has been dreaming a flashy dream for the past three years.

He still thinks of Qi Zhijie from time to time, and even feels that it is unreal to meet him again today. Why does this old man still look so weird after three years, md is born on what he likes.

The more Mu Xun thought about it, the more annoyed he was, holding his mobile phone and looking at the new watch style of a certain luxury brand recently, but unfortunately, the appearance was still the same, which made him sleepy, so he went to meet Zhou Gong with his mobile phone.

The next day, Mu Xun rarely got up and had breakfast with his father. Before Mu Xun entered the house, the breakfast at Mu Xun’s family was always Western style. Milk, bread and jam was a hasty affair. Under Mu Xun’s reform , Mu Liangqi began to eat Chinese breakfast with him, and now the two of them are not used to not having a big meat bun with porridge in the morning.

"I heard that your project earned a small amount of money." Mu Liangqi stirred the hot porridge in the bowl, "Look at me, I'm sure you can learn it."

"I will continue to work hard." Mu Xun replied vaguely with porridge in his mouth.

Mu Liangqi smiled and cursed at him lovingly: "Eat slowly, the company won't deduct your perfect attendance award."

Of course, Mu Xun is not afraid of deducting any perfect attendance award, he just wants to go to the company early to deal with the follow-up problems of the project. After all, he agreed to go to a newly opened bar with Chen Si and others in the evening. It is said that there are many handsome guys here. He must be the arsonist in this scene.

At night, adhering to the traditional spirit of being graceful but not warm, Mu Xun went to the bar without wearing long johns.

His appearance is definitely in the top three of Fu Dong's rich second generation. His pair of seductive fox eyes are always stirring the hearts of others. When he smiles, his pair of shining canine teeth are bright like a young man College students entering society.

It's a pity that he has a bad temper, is both creative and playful, and is a passionate swinger who is hot for 3 minutes, making him a well-known little sea king in the circle all at once.

"Mr. Mu, you are finally here." Chen Si hugged Mu Xun and led him into the booth.

There were several handsome young men sitting inside, greeting him.

Mu Xun knew that there were many handsome guys, but he didn't expect there to be so many, so he whispered to Chen Si, "You can."

"Master, who am I, right?" Chen Si was not humble at all.

Although these young handsome guys are very good, it's a pity that Mu Xun got his hands in a few words, which made him feel boring.

The guy Chen Si was not in the booth, so he looked over to the bar, and sure enough, this guy was flirting with a handsome bartender over there.

Mu Xun escaped from the booth with an excuse, ran to the bar and sat next to Chen Si.

The decoration of this newly opened bar is very individual, the lighting and DJ can also be compared with those big bars in Fudong, and it is a little more romantic and refined.

Chen Si had a glass of the bartender's special cocktail with him. It tasted exciting and had a little fragrance of jasmine on it, which was very unique.

"Why don't you chat with those little brothers more?" Chen Si asked him with his lips curled up, playing with the glass in his hand.

Mu Xun shrugged and shook his head: "It's boring."

"Don't care if it's interesting or not, there's a man with a briefcase in front of you at two o'clock who's been looking at you all the time, he looks so...very awkward." Chen Si whispered in his ear, looking at the man from the corner of his eye. Document male.

Mu Xun listened to what he said, looked up and drank the wine inadvertently, and then looked forward at two o'clock.

Seeing this, the jasmine-flavored cocktail in his mouth almost spewed out.

It is Qizhi Festival.

The man stood in the aisle of the booth, the colorful lights of the bar swept over him, he stood there straight, his long legs were still eye-catching, and occasionally he would bend slightly to shake hands with the people around him.

During the period, he still did not forget to look at Mu Xun with those peach eyes that seemed to be talking. They were not too close, but for some reason, Mu Xun seemed to be able to sense the banter in his eyes at this time.

Mu Xun didn't expect Qi Zhijie to be here, after all, in his impression, he is a living fossil who spends his days at home carving stones and pulling clay embryos.

The man in a black suit with a briefcase really doesn't match the magnetism of this noisy young bar. His unique temperament of an old cadre has also attracted the attention of many people.

Qi Zhijie had just returned from the countryside, and before he could go home and change his clothes, Meng Xiangbei called him in a series of murderous calls. He wanted to just sit down and leave, after all, a place like a bar would easily make his ears ring from noise.

"Boss Qi, I'm from Tianhe Group. Recently, the group has a project on ancient buildings and antiques. I wonder if Boss Qi is interested in taking a look at it?" A bald man smiled obsequiously at him.

Qi Zhijie just nodded slightly perfunctorily, but his eyes kept looking towards the bar counter uncontrollably.

He didn't expect Mu Xun to be here too.

This little guy told him something about a meeting, and now he is dressed like a flower peacock.

Seeing him, Mu Xun felt that something was wrong. For some reason, he couldn't help but panic when he saw him. He was so cowardly that he couldn't help but want to slap himself twice to wake himself up.

"You don't even like such a handsome Gongwen man?" Seeing that he didn't respond, Chen Si hooked his shoulder and asked softly. He clearly remembered that this guy liked this kind of food.

A man wearing a black high collar and a long silver chain around his neck hooked Mu Xun's shoulders, and the two of them stuck close together.

This is undoubtedly jumping on the minefield of Qizhi Festival.

His originally pleasant face turned black into charcoal in an instant, and those peach blossom eyes were full of coldness and indifference.

Seeing him like this, Meng Xiangbei thought that the little bald head chattering in front of him had offended him, so he hurried up to smooth things over and let the bald head go to the other side to meet each other.

"If you don't want to talk about business, I'll tell them not to bother you." Meng Xiangbei tilted his head slightly and said to him.

"Who's that man on the leash at the bar?"