"Brother, I can tell you that Mrs. Qu in your family is not a good culprit. Did you offend her this time, or the one who directly tore your face? Are you afraid that she will come to retaliate against you?"

Murongcheng is no better than Qu Xiujie. He does things more about the context. No matter what he does, he should consider all reasons. If it is not because he considers the causes and consequences, otherwise he will not be the general manager. position.

"I'm afraid of anything, but to be honest, I'm really a little scared. You don't know how insidious this woman is. In my face, I can still speak good words for me and pay attention to my kindness. This kind of woman also Only the old man will like it. It seems like a treasure. If I know the true face of this woman, I am really curious what this old man will do. "

Qu Xiujie laughed and seemed to have seen Mrs. Qu ’s future.

"You have to be careful. Although this hotel is a five-star hotel, it is inevitable that some irrelevant people will come in. Do you need to pay more attention to it?"

Murong Cheng stood up and looked at the exquisiteness outside the floor-to-ceiling window. He hoped that none of this was true.

"I know, rest assured."

Qu Xiujie has already come out from the Qu, and when he walked out of the door of the Qu, he already thought about where he is now. He has even thought about his retreat. If he has any kind of accident, then Peggy was the first to know.

Because in Qu Xiujie's cell phone, Peig's phone number is in the first address book.

"You say you, I'm still working tomorrow, so I don't have time to see you. If you're hungry, you can go out and eat by yourself, or you can call the room service to send you. Anyway, I told this hotel that the service very good."

Murong City put the bank card on the coffee table and continued, "There is a million here. You sent it to me to save it for you. I will give it to you first. If you don't have enough, will you tell me?"

"Good, brother!"

Qu Xiujie didn't expect Murong City to help so much when he was down, but Qu Xiujie didn't remember that he really put a million in Murong City.

"Did the brother let you use it like this?"

Murong Cheng chuckled slightly, and the hand holding the bank shook slightly, glancing at Qu Xiujie, who was sitting in the smoke, with a clear voice, "You live here for me, if there is a suspicious person, hurry to I called and I ’m going to be busy first, I wo n’t tell you anymore. ”

After Murongcheng said, he would turn around and leave. Qu Xiujie, who had been sitting on the sofa, stood up and said with a smile, "Brother, thank you."

"Thank you, as long as you don't mess with me here."

Murong Cheng smiled heartily and took a few cigars out of his accompanying pocket and put them in front of Qu Xiujie. "You have to give me less smoking. If it's gone, I won't have it."

"Good boy, you just said that you have one, and this one has changed to several. I think I still do n’t believe your words in the future, and I said to me that there is no cigar anymore, just one. You still have Hiding it. "

Qu Xiujie looked at Murong City like a trick, and took five cigars out of his vest pocket. He said he would turn over his pocket on the other side.

"Oh, it's really gone, you still don't believe it."

Murong Cheng let Qu Xiujie turn, he knew that this person still could not forget his cigar.

Originally when Murong City came out of his office, he just took a cigar, but he thought of this man again without taking two steps. Whether it was happy or unhappy, he had to get a few cigars, and it broke again. Go back and get five more expenses.

"It's okay for you to come out to meet me and hide it so I don't know."

Qu Xiujie searched Murongcheng all over again, and did not find the seventh cigar. He continued with a little bit of interest, "If I search for another one, I won't let you go today."

"You won't let me go, who will stay in the hotel for free?"

Murong Cheng laughed and looked at Qu Xiujie's concern about the cigars, making him cry and laugh. This person has nothing else but this hobby.

"Ji Ziming, I called Ji Ziming and I believe he would be willing to leave me alone."

Although Qu Xiujie provided reliable information to Ji Ziming, it was even bigger than Ji Ziming, but he believed that if he really called Ji Ziming, maybe Ji Ziming would really be willing to let him stay In the hotel.

After all, the role of a former benefactor is the trump card.

"President Ji? How do you know?"

Murong Cheng asked in surprise, he didn't even know when Qu Xiujie met Ji Ziming again, and he didn't even know that Qu Xiujie went to Ji's villa to find Ji Ziming.

"Just today, just know today."

Qu Xiujie sat back on the sofa again, and Murong Cheng was full of doubts in front of an indifferent look.

Murong Cheng quickly sat beside Qu Xiujie. Compared with the safety of his brother, he wanted to know whether Ji Ziming, who praised everyone's fear in this capital, was really not like the legendary fireworks, or It is a wife abuser.

"Come and tell me, how is this Ji Ziming? Is he very good?"

Looking at the light in Murongcheng's eyes, Qu Xiujie suddenly had a hint of teasing him.

"What's good, it's impossible, you still want to chase Ji Ziming can't succeed?"

"What's the matter, I'm just going to gossip, you don't know, I rarely see him a few times in the hotel. Every time I see him, he looks like a cold mountain, I just want to ask you Is n’t Ji Ziming you seeing in private the same as what I saw? "

Murong Cheng admits that he is gossip, but he did not expect Qu Xiujie to be more gossip than himself.

"Then tell me first, how did you see Ji Ziming's cold mountain scenery? Is he good to Peg?"

"I heard other female colleagues say that President Ji was abusive to that Pegg, and often saw various scars on Peg ’s neck and arm. However, some women said that it was Ji Zi. Ming is terrific to Peg, who is completely a spoiled wife. Who do you say I should believe? "

"I think it is true that the tortured death statement is true."

Qu Xiujie didn't know why he made such a choice, but he knew that the real Ji Ziming was a man who even looked at Peig would reveal a sense of sarcasm and vigilance.