After a long and boring meeting that lasted for an hour and forty minutes, Quan Moting stepped out of the conference room with his long legs, his handsome and resolute face covered with layers of fine ice.

  Steven and Song Yu stood outside the door and pushed each other, neither of them wanted to be the first to enter the office.

   Until there was an impatient rage in the president's office, "Don't come in if you don't get in."

   "That, Second Master, this is the project file from Quan's side, please take a look."

  Song Yu was caught off guard and pushed, and bit his head and handed the stack of documents in his hand.

   "Steven." The man said in a deep voice, with an absolutely indifferent murderous aura between the lines.

   Steven, who was dawdling outside the door and did not dare to come in, was about to cry in fright, forcibly pulled out a smile that was even uglier than crying, and stood tremblingly in front of the man.

   He swallowed and knelt down sensible before he spoke, "Second Master, things... If things go wrong, punish me."

   As long as he keeps his little life, it doesn't matter what kind of punishment you want him to accept.

   "It's screwed up, that's fine, I think you're taking my words on a deaf ear."

   "Why, do you think these years are too comfortable?" Quan Moting looked at them sideways, his deep pupils were dull, like the darkest black hole.

  Song Yu was startled, his palms and backs were covered in cold sweat, and his legs began to tremble.

   "Second, Second Master, this matter was going well, but we were caught off guard when Cheng Yaojin came out in the middle, and we lost a lot of money for it."

   As for how much he lost, Song Yu had already made a summary and put it in the file.

   Quan Moting pursed his lips and remained silent, holding his forehead, his face hard to hide the exhaustion.

   "Tell me, what's going on, don't tell me, all the hard work I've done before is in vain, and if I dare to hurt me, I'd like to see how much appetite he has to eat my chips."

  Steven frowned.

   The second master's situation at the moment seems to be not quite right, although this defeat is indeed very angry, but the second master's reaction is too fierce.

   "Second Master, at present it can be determined that Quan Molin and Luo Xie colluded. Although there is no result from Nanfeng's side, the serious illness of the old man is not as simple as it seems."

  Song Yu took out a stack of photos. The protagonists in the photos could clearly recognize Luo Xie and Quan Moting.

  Steve pursed his lips and took Song Yu's words, "In the past two days, a person in the same group as Luo Xie, named Lin Xiao, has been eyeing the Su family."

   paused, and Steven didn't know whether to say, "Last night, Madam seems to have secretly returned to Su's house. According to our informant, they have already met Madam."

   "What did you say?" Quan Moting's secretly suppressed emotions suddenly surged like a storm.

  The man looked sideways, "What does Ye Yu eat? Didn't she stay to protect Madam?"

   He couldn't imagine how those ruthless people in the dark would deal with his little fox.

   Thinking of that eye staring at Su Qingqing all the time, Quan Moting went mad, wanted to use force, wanted to kill

   After laying out for so long, it was finally possible to close the net, and suddenly killing Quan Molin ruined his good deeds, what a terrible day.

   "Second Master, Mr. Quan is here."

  Secretary Jin knocked on the door and came in, feeling the terrifying atmosphere of the office, so he daring to finish his words.

   Quan Moting's hand froze, his eyes swirling with a swirl of apes, "I hate it."

  Steven and Song Yu were both shocked: What are you doing here at this time, isn't it hitting the muzzle?

  Want to die or not to live.

   Today's Quan Molin is extraordinarily high-spirited, he is much older than Quan Moting, and his style is unstoppable, but he doesn't have the innate king spirit of Quan Moting.

  As soon as he entered the door, Quan Moting's face was cold, always the expression of refusing others thousands of miles away.

   As if he was used to it, Quan Morin was not annoyed, "Second brother, after so long, do you still want to be so estranged from eldest brother?"

"I don't even say hello when I meet you. When outsiders see it, they will say that our Quan family has no tutoring." Quan Morin sat on the sofa elegantly, pretending to be the owner, and didn't call the president Quan Moting at all. Keep an eye on it.

   "What are you doing here, aren't you pretending to be affectionate in the hospital?"

  How could he remember someone staying in the hospital when the old man fell ill.

   It was so unfortunate that he was followed by the paparazzi. For this reason, the media widely reported how the filial piety of Quan's parents was.

   On the other hand, Quan Moting did not appear as the youngest son who was favored by the old man.

   When Quan Moting was abroad, he was so tired every day that he hardly even had time to sleep from day to night.

   Having said that, he really wanted to ask the "deep love and righteousness" good brother in front of him how he blocked the news so well that his news was delayed for so many days.

   Quan Molin smiled and saw through his mind at a glance, "Second brother, those are all fabricated by the outside media, in order to destroy the relationship between our brothers, you have to believe the big brother."

   "Huh." Quan Moting sneered, "Quan Morin, now that there are no outsiders here, isn't it tiring to continue pretending?"

   Quan Morin's mouth twitched fiercely, saying nonsense, it's not cute at all.

   "Cough, do we have to talk like this between brothers?" He didn't want to keep fighting.

   Quan Moting seemed to have heard some kind of joke, and his phoenix eyes had a dark glow, "It's really a brother, Ming people don't talk secretly, does the old man's affairs have anything to do with you?"

   "What do you mean by that?"

   "Isn't it clear enough what I mean?" Quan Moting's sharp eyes were aimed at the person in front of him.

   The two looked at each other and collided with strong sparks.

   Until the door of the office was gently pushed open, the two men who were arguing with swords and arrows looked at the door at the same time.

   "That... is it bothering you?" Su Qingqing didn't know there was a guest, so she pushed the door open when she saw that the door was not closed.

who knows…

  Eh, the atmosphere was a little awkward, and she was also embarrassed.

   "Who asked you to dress like this." Quan Moting frowned and walked to her side with his long legs.

   At the same time, Su Qingqing was shocked to find an expensive black suit on her shoulders.

   She stared blankly at the big devil who was suddenly "angry", she didn't know what to say for a while, and let him walk in holding her hand.

   This is also the first time that Quan Molin has seriously looked at his sister-in-law.

  By the way, the woman in front of him almost became his daughter-in-law.

   "Uh... hello big brother." Su Qingqing recognized Quan Molin, although she was very reluctant, she called out honestly.

   Unexpectedly, just after saying this, the man next to him turned even darker.

  Su Qingqing is wronged, did she say something wrong?