Gong Beize was startled and turned back to look at his good brother: "I saw the back when I first came in and thought it was dazzling! It's really a thousand words! But who is that man? He looks familiar..."

Feng Moyan turned to look at him, "Looks familiar? Have you seen him before?"

"Let me think about it..." Gong Beize took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, found the news pushed today, and clicked on it.

"Mo Yan! Look, is he this person?" He pointed at the phone screen and asked Feng Moyan to identify him.

Feng Moyan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the news.

"That's the doctor you asked me to check! He looks familiar to me because he has seen his work ID photo! He was on the news today. He saved many people in yesterday's highway accident."

Feng Moyan took his phone, scrolled down, and quickly finished browsing the news.

When he saw the rescue video, although his face was cold and cold, there was still a touch of awe and admiration in his eyes.

Thinking of the call he made to the other party in the morning, the person's words were impeccable and eloquent. He thought the other person was deep and sophisticated - but judging from the photo, he was actually so handsome and gentle.

Pretty boy...

These three words popped into his mind.

For some reason, after seeing the true appearance of Dr. Zhuo, he felt an inexplicable sense of defensiveness in his heart.

Instinct warned him again, that pretty boy was close to Qian Qian, and he must be interested in more than just the courtyard house.

"Why did Qianyu eat with him? Didn't you say that the courtyard is not for sale and you want to take it back?" Gong Beize looked confused. Seeing that his good brother's face was uncertain, he still had some questions in his heart.

Pressed down.

Feng Moyan didn't reply. He turned around in his wheelchair and wanted to go over and ask clearly.

But Gong Beize grabbed him and said, "Don't go yet. Ask on WeChat and see what Qianyu says."

Before he finished speaking, the protagonist of tonight's dinner arrived, and everyone in the room stood up to greet him.

Feng Moyan thought that business was more important, so he had to suppress this matter first.

But when I think about the woman I love having dinner alone with a young and handsome man without even reporting it to him, I feel a little unhappy.

Although he didn't go there to find out what was going on, he thought the two people were here to discuss the quadrangle courtyard deal.

It seems that Qianqian sold the courtyard house after all.

Seeing that he put away his phone and gave up the idea of ​​going there, Gong Beize secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At noon, when Qian Yu transferred the funds to him, he specifically told Mo Yan not to let Mo Yan know about it - so he pretended not to know anything just now, and was even more afraid that he would confront him on the spot.

Feng Yun has begun to gain the upper hand in the stock market, but subsequent capital investment is still needed. At this time, let alone 100 million, even if it is one million or 100,000, it cannot be wasted, it can all play a role.

On the other side, Zhuo Yilin ordered a few signature dishes with ease, and now they were being served one after another.

Yang Qianyu looked at the rather exquisite Chinese dishes in front of her, picked up her chopsticks and tasted them. It was indeed delicious.

"Is this trip worthwhile?" Zhuo Yilin asked.

"Hmm," she nodded repeatedly and asked curiously, "You said you have to be led by an acquaintance here, so do I count as an acquaintance if I've been here before? Can I bring someone else next time?"

She wanted to bring Fei Xue and Feng Moyan over to try it!

Zhuo Yilin said: "Okay, I'll tell Uncle He later and you can bring your friends over next time."

"That's great, thank you!"

Zhuo Yilin dines elegantly. His fingers are white and slender, and he holds his chopsticks like a scalpel. Every move attracts attention.

Seeing that Yang Qianyu kept thanking him, he smiled and said, "You don't have to be so polite, we can be considered friends, right?"

friend?

Yang Qianyu's eyes stayed on him, she was stunned for a moment, and she muttered sheepishly: "You have such a prominent status, and I want to be friends with you..."

She really can't afford it!

"My identity is a doctor."

"Not only that, your father is the founder of Wanzhuo Group!"

"That is my father's glory and achievement, it has nothing to do with me."

Yang Qianyu couldn't help asking: "You mean you won't inherit Wan Zhuo?"

The man shook his head, put down his chopsticks, picked up the white porcelain tea cup, and after taking a sip of tea, he said calmly: "Business is not my strong point. My dad also knows this very well. He never thought of leaving the company to I."

After Yang Qianyu heard this, he was slightly stunned.

What an enlightened father this is! I’m so envious!

However, it is also a bit of a pity.

Should such a huge family fortune be given away to others?

"I heard that you have three children?"

"Well, triplets, two brothers and one sister."

“How enviable!”

Qianyu smiled and sighed: "It's both bitter and sweet! It's not easy to raise them. Looking back on the past few years, it's been too hard!"

"Indeed, I know a little bit about your situation. You are very powerful, a veritable superwoman."

Superwoman…

Yang Qianyu didn't like this title.

In fact, no woman wants to be a superman. It is because of the force of life and reality, which force a delicate and weak woman to become a superman with an iron wall.

It sounds cool, but inside it is full of bitterness, blood and tears.

But there is no point in saying these words to an unfamiliar person of the opposite sex.

Yang Qianyu smiled politely, grasping a certain point in the man's words, and said with a slightly deep expression: "You rich people, do you like to investigate people first before doing anything?"

Zhuo Yilin raised his eyes and looked at her.

Seeing that she had misunderstood, he quickly lowered his arm, and his gentle and handsome face became more serious: "This... my father wants to buy that courtyard house, so naturally he has to find out who the owner is - don't worry, we have no ill intentions! And in the future. Won't do it again."

Yang Qianyu sighed leisurely, and her expression became more relaxed: "Forget it...anyway, since I returned to China, my private matters have been exposed several times by keyboard warriors on the human flesh website, so they are no longer private."

Zhuo Yilin originally wanted to say something, such as telling her that he would perform leg surgery on Feng Moyan in a few days - but after thinking about it, he thought it would be better not to say it.

For some reason, he always felt that if Mr. Feng knew that the person who performed his surgery was the person who bought the courtyard... he would probably "get rid of" him as the surgeon.

The two of them had a great meal.

Yang Qianyu admires this man from the bottom of her heart, the kind of man she admires and admires. He has a good family background, handsome appearance, good self-cultivation, and a decent job - he is truly a rare and high-quality male god.

If Fisher could catch him, tsk tsk - that nymphomaniac would wake up laughing from his dreams every day.

She was imagining that scene, secretly thinking about how to help her best friend to connect, when suddenly there was a sound of tapping on a wooden pillar behind her.

Both of them turned around after hearing the sound. Qianyu didn't know what Zhuo Yilin's reaction was - but Qianyu's reaction could not be described as shocked or guilty.

Because the person who appeared in the corridor was none other than Feng Moyan.

Her eyes widened, her mouth half-opened, and she was stunned for a while before standing up, "You...why are you here? You won't send someone again..."

She wanted to say that you won’t send someone to follow me again!

But thinking that there were outsiders present, saying these words would damage Feng Moyan's image, so he suppressed them immediately.

Feng Moyan sat in a wheelchair and walked slowly after the woman got up.

The face was cold and indifferent, and the eyes were dim and unclear. His gaze first passed over Qian Yu, and then landed on Zhuo Yilin with a bit of majesty and oppression.
Chapter completed!