My Cold And Beautiful CEO

In the luxurious presidential suite of the Tianhai Hilton Hotel, Mo Hua was wearing an apron, calmly frying steak in the kitchen, and his skillful and sophisticated appearance did not look like he used to call the shots on Wall Street. An elite businessman with a famous name, on the contrary, looks like a five-star chef.

Suddenly, there was an extra figure in the room. As soon as that person appeared, Mo Hua seemed to have noticed it, and without looking back, he smiled and asked as if he was talking to himself: "Are you here? Do you want to come a little bit?" ?”

"Need not."

The visitor's attitude is very indifferent, wearing a black baseball cap, his expression is very ordinary and popular, but his eyes are cold and almost without any emotion, which makes his whole temperament have a qualitative improvement, giving People want to get close, want to melt this iceberg, but can't get close, can't stop feeling, it's just like a model of an ascetic male god.

"Drink some wine? There is a bottle of authentic 80-year-old Moutai in the cabinet, prepared for you, try it?"

Mo Hua skillfully turned the steak in front of him, and continued. To say that the only thing this cold partner is interested in is wine, so Mo Hua always prepares some good wine for him in the wine cabinet, not much, but just enough to drink.

The man didn't respond, he turned around and went to the wine cabinet in the living room and took out a bottle of Laobaigan Erguotou, without even looking at the Moutai lying in it, he sat on the sofa by himself, unscrewed the bottle cap, and drank one mouthful at a time. with.

He didn't drink in a hurry, and he didn't take big gulps, but he was extremely regular. The interval between each sip was almost pinched with a stopwatch. The amount he drank seemed to be measured by the container, and they were all exactly the same. It was nothing like drinking water. The difference is that half a bottle went down after a while.

Neither of them spoke again, and after a while, Mo Hua came out with the fried steak, put one in front of the man and one in front of himself, and went to the wine cabinet to get a bottle of authentic Bordeaux and a Only a goblet, and then sat down happily.

Glancing at the wine bottle in the man's hand, a look of helplessness flashed in Mo Hua's eyes, and he curled his lips and said, "I said you are really good enough, what's so good about this Erguotou? I've prepared good wine for you, don't you want to try it?" , every time I only want the cheapest Erguotou, and we have been working together for almost five years, what do you think is wrong with you? People who love wine should taste more good wine?"

Regarding the origin of this partner, Mo Hua more or less knew a little about it, but there was only a little bit of it. When he returned to China this time, he seemed to have discovered some interesting things. For example, the person next to him unexpectedly For the first time, I had a strange interest in women.

"I'm used to it, I don't want to drink it."

The man replied coldly, still repeating the movement of drinking, without even moving the steak in front of him.

Mo Hua has long been accustomed to the way men behave and treat others, and he is not angry. He cuts a piece of steak with a smile, stuffs it into his mouth gracefully, and chews slowly, when the juice and sweetness of the beef overflows his mouth. At that time, he showed a satisfied expression of enjoyment.

Swallowing the food in his mouth, taking another sip of fine wine, and lamenting how wonderful life is, Mo Hua said: "I have been a partner for five years, and you should be the one who makes me most comfortable and satisfied among many collaborators, but, Do you know what I hate about you the most?"

After a short pause, Mo Hua spoke again, because he knew very well that if the other party did not want to know a question that was not of interest, the latter would think that he would not speak.

"I hate that you always come to disturb me when I am eating, you know? Food is given to us by God, the old man. We must know how to cherish it and learn to enjoy it. There is a saying in Huaguo, People are like iron, food is like steel, if you don’t eat a meal, you’ll be hungry, do you know that you will always hinder the quality of my meal.”

"Of course, after five years of friendship, I wouldn't bother with you for such a trivial matter. What I'm most upset about is your cold look. Except for Erguotou, no woman,

I don't care about money, and I don't even have the concept of enjoying life, why? Disillusioned? Am I the only one who is layman? Do you think it's interesting for you to live like this? "

The man finally reacted, but he only raised his eyes slightly, then lowered his head to drink, and replied flatly: "If you are dissatisfied, you can ask your superiors to replace you. I don't care, you can go anywhere."

"No, no, no..." Mo Hua shook his fingers and said with a slight smile, "I didn't mean that. I told you so much, so I naturally didn't want you to go. Five years, how many five years are there in life?" Years? I just think I have to celebrate for you. It’s a good thing that I finally started to be interested in things other than wine. As a partner and the best partner, of course I have to support it. Do you think this is the reason?”

"You are sick, I can treat you!"

The man's unceremonious words did not annoy Mo Hua, on the contrary, he looked moved and surprised, and sighed: "I knew that my guess was indeed correct. In the past, you would never have done anything to these words. Not only did you respond to me, but you also took the initiative to care about me. This is the first time we have known each other for five years. It is so commemorative. I want to drink one. Otherwise, maybe one day you and I will not be here I haven’t even had a real drink once.”

care? Where did this guy hear the so-called concern?

The man looked at Mo Hua's contrived acting with a blank face, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch the goblet that the other party wanted to touch. A pair of bright and cold eyes stared at Mo Hua's eyes, with a cold and murderous aura Instantly filled the whole room, and said in a cold voice, "What do you mean?"

"What do you think?" Mo Hua looked at him without fear, and said with a smile for a long time, but then, the smile disappeared from his face in the blink of an eye, and calmly pulled the cup out of the man's hand, "I Wrong? It has only been three months since you returned to China, and you have done things outside behind my back not two or three times, and each time it was related to the woman next to Qin Hao, and you even made an extermination in that woman's hometown Tragedy, I would like to ask, what do you mean?"

"You shouldn't forget, what are you and I going to do when you return to China? You have to be clear, you and I can have today because of that adult who valued and rewarded us with food. Neither your life nor mine is mine. My lord. If you expose your identity because of nonsense, I don’t care if you want to die, but I hope you don’t take me, otherwise, I may do some bad things. For example, make that woman disappear How? Or, make those two old guys disappear?"

"you wanna die!"

The man who had always treated emotions calmly and indifferently, almost like a robot, finally broke out. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Mo Hua's neck in anger, and said in a low and firm voice: "If you dare to do this, even if I die, I will let you die." There is no place to die!"

"hehe……"

Mo Hua, who was strangled by the neck, didn't look scared at all. He slapped the man's arm away with a sneer, and while straightening his collar, he said calmly: "Just kidding, why are you so excited? But, I hope you Remember my words, now is the critical moment. Although Xu Yongnian's experiment is not perfect, it definitely exceeded expectations. The adult is very satisfied. If you dare to mess up and ruin the plan, I really can't guarantee it, just kidding Will it become a fact!"

The author Mo Wangchu said: I was delayed by something today, and I wrote a chapter when I came back in the middle of the night. I will continue to write when I get up during the day, and then I will write the third watch as usual. . . . . . . . . . . .