"Isn’t Mr. Bo still a big shot in the Qianshan fan club?"
"What’s it called again?
"Jiangshan Ru Mo!"
"Yes, yes, last ti he sponsored Mommy’s fan eting, the scale was huge."
"So, Mr. Bo can totally use the ’Jiangshan Ru Mo’ alias to organize fans and have a showdown with that shaless Mr. Wu, right?"
"Yeah, it’s not official, and Mommy doesn’t need to show up. He can handle it however he wants, fully unleash! Why didn’t I think of this?"
"Maybe because you’re not a shrewd businessman."
Everyone rembered Nangong Mo’s other identity, and couldn’t help feeling a bit excited.
Only Gu Yuzhi was still sowhat begrudging, uncertain if Nangong Mo had intentions towards Gu Qiusha, and couldn’t help making a sarcastic remark, "shrewd businessman."
Nangong Mo’s proposal received everyone’s approval, yet he didn’t enthusiastically look at Gu Qiusha or respond to their words, still fixedly gazing at Xi Rubao: "What do you think, Miss Xi?"
Gu Yuzhi’s heart skipped a beat.
Suddenly it beca a bit clearer, why Xi Rubao, despite disliking Nangong Mo so much, still invited him over.
In Zuzi’s heart, Sha Sha must hold a very important place.
Zuzi was willing to et a man she disliked to help Sha Sha.
He pressed his lips together, holding back the sarcastic comnts he had left about Nangong Mo.
Otherwise, in front of Zuzi, the junior, he would be too immature as the elder.
Everyone quieted down, waiting for Xi Rubao’s opinion.
But they saw Xi Rubao lazily yawn a little: "I don’t really understand this fan stuff. You guys just handle it."
Nangong Mo’s purple eyes flickered, his lips slightly smug, with the typical dominant style of a boss: "If you don’t object, it ans you agree, so I’ll give the order."
Finally a strategy was discussed, and everyone let out a small sigh of relief.
Xi Rubao offered to order takeout for everyone, but Nangong Mo waved his hand: "No need to trouble yourself. Let my ho chef bring it in, he’s already prepared."
Gu Yuzhi almost spat out his tea: "..."
Coming to discuss a business strategy and bringing your own takeout, who would have thought of that?
Who would believe Nangong Mo had no designs on his Sha Sha?
Nangong Mo’s chef brought in the food, and it was indeed rich and exquisite, catering to many different cuisines.
Recalling the tense episode of rescuing Gu Qiusha from Nangong Mo’s house and seeing everyone happily discussing strategies while eating, Gu Yuzhi felt reality was more surreal than Sha Sha’s novels.
Halfway through the al, Xi Rubao’s watch rang.
Everyone laughed:
"Is it Mr. Bo?"
"I knew Mr. Bo must be worried Ancestor Sister hasn’t eaten dinner, hehe."
"Oh, indeed, should’ve invited Mr. Bo to join us."
"Right, right, Mr. Bo is such a responsible teacher, supervising our Zuzi’s howork at night."
Everyone chuckled from different perspectives with amiable smiles.
Only two didn’t laugh.
Gu Yuzhi: "..." Having one Nangong Mo is annoying enough, if Bao Gucheng joins the chaos too, haha, haha.
Nangong Mo: "..." Bao Gucheng wants to grab a bite of my al? Dream on! Haha, haha.
Amidst the amiable laughter.
Xi Rubao’s red lips slightly curved up, answering the call: "Xiao Chenger, what’s up?"
"Have you had dinner yet? Should I have soone send over so of your favorite dishes?" The man’s deep and llow voice echoed over the phone.
Just as everyone speculated.
He called to see if Zuzi had eaten.
Xi Rubao answered honestly: "No need, soone already brought food."
"Who?" The man’s voice grew cautious.
"Nangong Mo," Xi Rubao said candidly.
Then they heard the man’s breathing over the phone grow rougher!
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