Chapter 40 Bar Conflict

In the evening, after Gong Aohan got off work, he asked the driver to pick up Ji Qiubai, and the two went to Zhao Yan's appointment together.

Ji Qiubai thought that Zhao Yan would find a high-end western restaurant, eat western food elegantly and taste red wine, just like when he was in France, but who knew that the car drove twice to the bar.

Although it looks like a pretty high-end bar, no matter how high-end a bar is, it's still a bar!

The upper-class nobleman Sebastian suddenly changed from a noble and elegant artist to a frivolous playboy Zhao Siyou?

"Hello Qiu Bai, we meet again."

Sitting on a sofa in the corner, Zhao Yan, who looked like a man, snapped his fingers at Ji Qiubai frivolously.

"The old problem has changed?" Gong Aohan sat down with Ji Qiubai, raising his eyebrows.

"I recently discovered an occasion that is very suitable for a dramatic accent." Zhao Yan winked at him.

Ji Qiubai had a mean mouth and asked, "What occasion?"

"Bed!"

"Pfft—" Ji Qiubai just took a sip of warm water, and now he spits it all out.

Gong Aohan hurriedly gave him a tissue, while saying with disgust: "I'll just say he's not doing his job properly, picking up girls on a speed..."

"Nonsense, I didn't pick up girls!" Zhao Yan was confident.

Gong Aohan sneered: "Then you recite a poem praising your little brother while masturbating on the bed alone?"

Ji Qiubai was dazzled by this sudden car.

The picture is too beautiful to look at, hot eyes.

"I can't date men?" Zhao Yan said, with an idiotic smile on the corner of his mouth, "I recently met a top-notch, muscular man with a raised ass, and it feels so good to cry!"

Ji Qiubai felt a little dizzy: "You have really strong taste..."

"Don't pay attention to him, he has a mental disorder." Gong Aohan inserted a piece of fruit for him, "Shall I order you a cake?"

"Okay." He was hungry.

"We are vegetables and radishes, each has its own love." Zhao Yan tapped Ji Qiu Bai with a red wine glass, and said, "Han, you like Qiubai, who is fair, beautiful, soft and cute. I am different. I like muscles.Brave man, that's the most exciting thing to do! Hehehe..."

"Shut up, if you talk nonsense again, I'll beat you!" Gong Aohan was very dissatisfied with the other party driving in front of his own cutie.

"You traditional Chinese men all have this taste..." Zhao Yan said, smiling gloatingly, "It's only been five minutes since the two of you sat down, and I saw at least ten men watching Qiu Bai."

Gong Aohan's complexion suddenly sank.

Ji Qiubai was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously raised his head to look around, but didn't see any strange eyes.

"Qiu Bai, don't look at it, Aohan is here, no one dares to think of you." Zhao Yan just finished speaking, when he heard a male voice with clearly no good intentions:

"Yo, isn't this Mr. Gong?"

Ji Qiubai raised his head, just in time to meet the gaze of the person who came up - the person who came up was a man in his twenties, wearing a T-shirt and shorts, slightly fat, with a bookish temperament, and a bit sinister.

It's rare to see people with these two temperaments blended together, which inexplicably gives people a feeling that they are not easy to mess with.

Ji Qiubai was beating a drum in his heart, who is this person?

Gong Aohan didn't give him a good look, and his eyes were even blank: "I haven't seen you for a long time, Young Master Mo."

The person he called Young Master Mo looked straight at Ji Qiubai who was sitting in the middle, with a malicious smile on his face: "This is Mr. Gong's newly married little wife? Why don't you know?"greet?"

Ji Qiubai doesn't have a good impression of him, not to mention Gong Aohan's attitude towards him, and he knows that the other party is definitely not a good person, but Gong Aohan hates him but still has to greet him, which shows that this person's status is not low.

For a while, he didn't know whether to greet the other party, and looked at Gong Aohan suspiciously.

Gong Aohan ignored that Young Master Mo, and stretched out his hand to hand the cake that just arrived in front of him: "Eat more."

That's what it meant to tell him to ignore it.

Ji Qiubai said "Oh", obediently ignored the other party, and buried himself in eating the cake.

However, his ears were erected high, and he listened attentively to the conversation between the two parties.

I only heard Mo Shao said that there was displeasure in his tone, and he said with a sneer: "Why, Mr. Gong is stingy today. I still remember that Mr. Gong gave me a duckling generously last time, so I don't feel too good about it today.Ah, huh?"

As he said, the men who came with him smiled wretchedly and said:

"Last time, that little duck said that Mo Shao is better than Mr. Gong!"

"That's right, isn't it just a man, let Mo Shao have fun, why are you so stingy?"

"Looking for death!" Gong Aohan suddenly stood up and raised his hand.

"Bang"!

Ji Qiubai raised his head suddenly.

I saw one of the younger brothers yelled "Ah", the glass fell on his head, and his head was bleeding.

"Gong Aohan! Don't toast and refuse to eat fine wine!" Then Mo Shao was also angry, gnashing his teeth and growling in a low voice."Did you forget how you begged me last time?"

Gong Aohan sneered, his face was as cold as ice, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he clenched his fist tightly with one hand: "The last fucking time was given to you by Gong Yinian! If he hadn't persuaded me to calm down, do you think your father can do it?"An'an sits in that position, how can you fucking court death here?!"

Ji Qiubai was stunned, it was the first time he saw Gong Aohan like this, and it was also the first time he heard him swear.

That Young Master Mo didn't seem to have expected the truth of the matter, he was stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to be laughed angrily, and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, Gong Aohan, you have the kind..." As he spoke, his face froze,Put down a harsh sentence, "You wait for me!"

Saying that, he took a group of younger brothers and swaggered away.

"Aohan, don't be angry, don't be angry..." Zhao Yan obviously didn't understand the grievances between the two of them, so he persuaded them after they had left.

"Can I not be fucking angry?" Gong Aohan was so angry that he pulled his tie with his hand, his face was livid, "Didn't you hear what he said about Qiu Bai?"

Not only did he compare him to a duck, but he actually asked him to give someone to him.

Damn, can this be tolerated?

If it wasn't for the scruples that he couldn't do it himself first, the person he just smashed was that bastard surnamed Mo!

Ji Qiubai himself was fine. Seeing that he was very angry, he hurriedly untied his tie and asked as he untied it, "Who is that person?"

"I know who this person is." Zhao Yan said first, "The third generation of red, the second generation of officials, Mo Fengfeng, the son of Mo Shuli."

Ji Qiubai was taken aback, Mo Shuli?

I'll go, senior officials of the central government!

"But Aohan, how did you get into a fight with him?" Zhao Yan asked suspiciously.

Ji Qiubai was also very puzzled, and judging from Gong Aohan's tone, the previous conflict between the two was not small?

Gong Aohan glanced at him displeasedly, and said: "You think I want to argue with him like this fool?" Then he glanced at Ji Qiubai who had finished untying his tie, and said without looking away:

"Once I went to the clubhouse with my partner to discuss cooperation. The other party ordered a few young masters. At that time, Mo Fengfeng had a little friendship with the other party. He came to our room and got nervous. He insisted on the young masters beside me..."

"Then you got angry at Guan and became Lan Yan?" Zhao Yan joked.

Gong Aohan subconsciously looked at Ji Qiubai.

Ji Qiubai sneered: "Go on, tell the truth, don't lie a single word!"

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