The national school idol is a girl

Bo Jiu looked at the dishes on the table in front of him and the people sitting around them.

The Great Master had never told her that having a meal would include long-lasting business interactions.

Qin Mo was sitting next to Bo Jiu, not so much for socializing, but because someone else wanted to cooperate with Qin.

So the atmosphere is not that rigorous.

On the contrary, these people treat Bo Jiu with more regard than before.

Can you ignore it?

Mr. Qin is really raising his younger brother.

Who can offend someone from the Qin family?

Compared with a group of middle-aged men, Qin Mo is indeed very conspicuous. He is 1.9 meters tall and has a dignified temperament. His shirt is rolled up, revealing his clean wrists. From time to time, the food he brings is placed on the young man's plate.

No matter how much she could eat, Bo Jiu still had a certain temper, not to mention that she had to go to the appointment. She raised her eyes and lowered her voice: "Brother Mo, that's enough. I can't eat so much."

"Are you growing taller, or do you think it's convenient for you to climb over a wall at a height of 1.7 meters?" Qin Mo's indifferent words directly poked at the young man's vital points.

Bo Jiu lowered his head and stuffed himself with another mouthful of food, all for the sake of height!

Just after finishing this bite, I still have to think about time.

The bosses next to him smiled lightly: "Mr. Qin is really good to his brothers."

"He is young and can't help but look like this. He looks like this and has no masculinity at all." Qin Mo's facial features are handsome and deep. He is obviously very young, but he is restrained and stable.

The bosses couldn't help but laugh, and each talked about their experiences in caring for their younger brothers.

Bo Jiu tilted his head to listen and looked at his phone again.

Time is really tight.

Bo Jiu was also afraid that Xue Yaoyao would be impatient, so he simply lowered his eyes and edited a WeChat message: "Where are you now, I will go directly."

Qin Mo was sitting next to Bo Jiu, and of course he could detect the boy's movements. His nose was straight and his face was tilted sideways. He was holding a glass of red wine on his fingers, but his eyes were looking in the boy's direction.

When he realized who the boy was texting, his narrow eyes turned deep and cold for a moment.

Qin Mo didn't show any changes in himself at all. He just used strength with his fingers and held the wine glass like a hybrid, more like a devil.

After receiving the address, Bo Jiu calculated the time and said, "Brother Mo, you eat first. Yaoyao's place is not close to here. I'll go there early."

There was no emotion on Qin Mo's face, and he said lightly, "Okay."

However, when the young man stood up.

Qin Mo's eyes were completely frozen to the extreme.

But the person next to him saw something and said quickly: "Master Ninth, you better not leave yet. You see, Mr. Qin drank a lot today and he drove here. If you leave, how will Mr. Qin go back?"

Bo Jiu paused, as if hesitating.

Qin Mo raised his eyes with handsome eyebrows and said, "It's okay. I just feel sick to my stomach. I'll have someone come pick me up when I'm ready."

It’s better if the master doesn’t say that.

As soon as he said this, Bo Jiu immediately sent another short message: "You choose your own clothes first, I will go there later."

After sending the message, Bo Jiu put the phone in his pocket and said to Qin Mo: "Go back now and take medicine."

Ordinary people would definitely not dare to interfere in Mr. Qin's affairs like this.

After listening to the young man's words, several bosses felt more and more that they must pay attention to their words and deeds when they see this dandy young master of the Bo family in the future.

After all, Mr. Qin didn't show any sign of anger yet. Instead, he said to them, "My younger brother is too domineering. You continue, I'll go back first."