The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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He stood up from the sofa, took his coat, and asked Gu Weimian with cold eyes, "Are you leaving or not?" Gu Weimian waved his hand casually, "You go first." She didn't want to go with Ao Qijun. The secretary got out of the car and quickly walked around to the back seat to open the door for Ning Ruoqing. The man got out of the car, paused, frowned and looked at the night in front of him, "Who booked this place?" The secretary also looked at the entertainment city, with an embarrassed look on his ...
What I got in my hand was a tape.
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Rooftop box at night.
The expected awkward scene of Gu Weimian did not happen. On the contrary, she seemed to be very comfortable.
Although he doesn't talk much, he is always the focus and center of the topic.
Ao Qijun felt uncomfortable looking at Gu Weimian sitting next to those men and talking and laughing.
He stood up from the sofa, took his coat, and asked Gu Weimian with cold eyes, "Are you leaving or not?"
Gu Weimian waved his hand casually, "You go first."
She didn't want to go with Ao Qijun.
Ao Qijun looked at Gu Weimian's unsatisfied look, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Just as he expected, wasn't it?
How could she miss such a good opportunity to move up?
Ao Qijun walked out of the box with a cold face and took the elevator downstairs.
When he got back to the car, he didn't rush to drive.
He lit a cigarette, took out another tape from his pocket, and looked at it in his hand with a serious look.
Time passes by every second.
The driver couldn't help himself and asked him in a low voice, "Mr. Ao?"
Ao Qijun suddenly came back to his senses and handed the tape to the driver.
The driver took it and looked at Ao Qijun in confusion, "Do you want to play it?"
Ao Qijun nodded.
The driver put it into the car's player and was about to press the play button when he heard a man's deep voice: "Get out of the car."
Upon hearing this, the driver quickly got out of the car.
Ao Qijun sat in the co-pilot seat.
His fingers seemed to be stiff, and he stayed on the play button for a long time, several seconds, before pressing it.
The tape started playing and there was some noise in the background.
Then Gu Weimian's voice rang out in the carriage: "I said, there is no way I can be with a discarded child abandoned by the family. He is not the heir of the Ao family anymore, so how can I marry him?"
After listening to it only once, Ao Qijun turned off the recording.
He raised his eyes and covered his eyes with one hand.
The black Rolls-Royce Phantom sped away.
The man watched the casino in the rearview mirror getting farther and farther away.
A silver Bentley and a Rolls-Royce Phantom passed by each other and stopped steadily in front of the night.
The secretary got out of the car and quickly walked around to the back seat to open the door for Ning Ruoqing.
As the car door opened, the hand with distinct joints and Buddhist beads on the wrist was first exposed to the somewhat cold night air, followed by the handsome but amorous face of a man.
Ning Ruoqing, the second master of the Ning family.
The man got out of the car, paused, frowned and looked at the night in front of him, "Who booked this place?"
The secretary also looked at the entertainment city, with an embarrassed look on his face, "It's Mr. Ao."
During this period of time, the secretary felt that Ao Qijun was not the kind of person who cared about sensual pleasures. When Ao Qijun invited Mr. Ning to come over, he didn't pay attention to where it was.
Who would have thought that Ao Qijun, who had been quite reliable in previous times, would choose such a place of entertainment this time.
Ning Ruoqing never goes to places of entertainment, doesn't drink alcohol, and doesn't even eat meat. This is his habit.
The secretary whispered, "I'll call Vice President Zhao right now and ask him to say hello to President Ao and change the location."
Vice President Zhao should have arrived a long time ago. How could he be so unreliable as not to call me in advance?
Ning Ruoqing waved her hand casually, "Forget it, I'll go up."
The secretary was stunned for a moment, "But..."