Simon was also tired, so he chatted with Mo Wuling around him for a few casual conversations, and then didn't say anything more. This made Mo Wuling, who was originally nervous, feel guilty and uneasy, wondering whether he didn't want to come up by himself and whether it was annoying.

The convoy did not return to the manor in the southwest corner of Dayang Mountain, but came to a pier on the shore of Taihu Lake.

Next to the dock, a three-story antique antique building ship about 60 meters long is waiting.

This was the idea that Simon had when he visited West Lake with Lin Su in Hangzhou last Spring Festival. West Lake could not put such a large boat, so it was placed in Taihu Lake.

After getting off the car, Chen Qing began to introduce: "We acquired the Jingjiang Shipyard and mobilized the best team to build this ship for the boss. It is 62 meters long, 13 meters wide, and has a drainage of 2,500 tons. It adopts the design style of an ancient building ship. However, the main body is still steel structure and composite materials, with very little wood and not fireproof, but the design is still very beautiful."

As he said that, he had already climbed the deck along the gangway.

Sister Jiang Shanwu and Jiang Yuanchi welcomed the deck with a group of maids in uniforms. Mo Wuling, who was silently following Simon behind him, quietly looked at the maids in the night lights, and found that they all had a very beautiful appearance, and several of them were no worse than hers. They were inexplicably disappointed.

I couldn't help but think that I was probably crazy, and he was so smart that I must have seen what she was thinking.

Is it still time to escape now?

Chen Qing gave instructions to the attendant team in front and entered the cabin with Simon. Mo Wuling heard behind her and said that she wanted to take a shower first, as if she was talking to her, so that she could take a bath first and then eat.

bath?

Thinking of this, Mo Wuling couldn't help but think of the luxurious underground swimming pool of the Maoer Hutong mansion.

Can hold many people!

With such random thoughts, Mo Wuling also followed a maid into the cabin and was taken to a suite on the second floor. The maid patiently and carefully introduced it, and personally helped her to put hot water in the bathroom.

I'm probably staying here tonight.

Because the ship had already started, Mo Wuling was embarrassed because she deliberately docked once. Although, through the porthole, she saw another smaller yacht on one side of the cruise ship following her and leaving the dock, probably remembering that there were three other similar yachts on the dock just now, and they must have all come out, and they should be guards and so on.

So I remembered the identity of a man again.

Simon Westeros, the richest man in the world, last year's Forbes list, had a personal wealth of 1.3 trillion US dollars, while China's GDP last year was only 960 billion. Because of this wealth, it is obvious that the other party is also one of the most powerful few people in the world.

Mo Wuling was soaked in the bathtub and a word appeared in her mind.

Moths to the flames.

She herself is the stupid moth.

Moreover, this is not even more serious, because there is another stupid moth, her niece.

The strong inner entanglement and guilt made Mo Wuling hesitate whether he should indulge himself in this tank of warm water, but unfortunately he still couldn't muster up the courage in the end.

He left the bathroom in a bathrobe, and the waitress just now brought her clothes to her.

From the inside to the outside.

Knowing that this was the routine around him, Mo Wuling did not refuse. She picked it up and changed into a very home-style style, with a turtleneck sweater in a close-fitting body, a pair of white trousers underneath, and black high heels on her feet.

When wearing clothes, I secretly felt a little angry and always gave women clothes. Humph, it was obviously not a good man.

He was then taken to the restaurant.

Mo Wuling thought she had been washing for a long time, but after waiting for nearly half an hour, someone appeared with Chen Qing.

Chen Qing was wearing slightly wet hair, a rosy face, and obviously changed her clothes. Obviously, she didn't do anything good.

Abominable man.

The three of them sat down.

This is a small restaurant with a long table, two sitting next to each other, Mo Wuling sat on the other side, so she felt a little strangely aggrieved.

After the grievance, I discovered another problem.

There were four or five maids standing beside the three, but they were not as familiar to the Jiangshanwu sisters as Mo Wuling. After living in a big mansion in Beijing for so long, Mo Wuling knew that the two women were Chen Qing’s most capable confidants. On the other hand, the two sisters were not scheming. How could they miss this opportunity to contact the big boss?

Could it be that he was sent to do other things?

This self-deception idea was soon broken. As soon as the dishes were on, the two sisters appeared again, each holding a dish, skillfully replacing and squeezing away the two maids who were originally staying with Simon and Chen Qing.

Mo Wuling pretended to look over without any intention.

The two women also changed their clothes, and even if they were not as obvious as Chen Qing, the blush on their two beautiful faces was still very obvious.

The messy guy.

"A Ling, is there anything you like to eat?"

Chen Qing's voice sounded opposite, and Mo Wuling quickly cheered up and glanced at the table full of famous Jiangsu and Zhejiang dishes. It was obvious that she specially prepared the top ingredients and top cooking because she came. She couldn't find any fault with her, so she nodded: "It's all very good, Sister Chen."

As he said that, he also signaled to a snow crab fight, and the maid next to him skillfully picked up a serving for her and put it into a dining plate.

Actually, I am not used to it, and I want to do it myself, but I still follow the local customs.

Seeing her say this, Chen Qing smiled and said, "Stay the snow crab fight, there are also drunk chickens and fish soup. The others will be sent to those girls to eat and cheer up. If the performance is not outstanding tonight, I will drive people away."

While Mo Wuling was curious about who the girls in Chen Qing's mouth were, she saw the maid step forward and take off the table and other dishes other than Chen Qing's name, she probably understood why she just asked this.

Then a second batch of dishes were served.

Seeing her expression strange, Chen Qing said: "The boss finally came here once, so he must be more generous. By the way, you have been writing the script "To Youth". If you have any questions, can you tell the boss?"

Mo Wuling has many questions about "To Youth".

However, when facing a man at this time, I don’t know where to start, and it seems that all the problems suddenly disappeared.

Seeing Mo Wuling's speechless look, Simon smiled and said, "You can just do this project yourself. I am not familiar with your youth, so I will not point fingers."

When Chen Qing heard what her boss said, she understood that it was still the strategy of self-destruction.

Exile follows the flow.

Mo Wuling remembered the two songs he wrote specifically for this project, "Your Deskmate" and "Youth Without Regrets", and only talked about the quality of these two songs, how could he not understand it?

Just now, he and Chen Qing were talking about various topics in a low voice, but she could not even get into it. At this moment, there was finally a topic that could be spoken. He reminded himself to be reserved, but he still couldn't help saying: "I think you must know very well. Those two songs, Simon, how did you get inspiration?"

Simon wondered: "What?"

Seeing that he was not a fake, Mo Wuling widened his eyes slightly.

Is this, forgot?

Chen Qing reminded: "Boss, it's "Your Deskmate" and "Youth Without Regrets."

Simon nodded suddenly: "Oh."

When Mo Wuling saw the man opposite, she lowered her head to deal with the lion's head in front of her, and suddenly became unconfident again. It turned out that he was thinking about it that he could even forget it. Then he found a reason for him. It was natural that he was so busy that it was forgiving.

The flowing dinner was changed for five rounds, and a man and a woman opposite him were having a chat while eating, which was obviously very enjoyable, but Mo Wuling was a little uneasy.

After dinner, I followed Simon and the other two to the third floor of the cruise ship. A group of colorful bellies were already waiting.

Mo Wuling glanced over and saw that there were twenty or thirty girls.

Only then did I know who those girls Chen Qing was talking about.

She has also come into contact with the Chinese Style Art Troupe. The group in front of her is obviously not, but they also have similarities. They are all small beauties, young and beautiful, and have a gentle figure. In contrast, Mo Wuling, who is less than 25 years old, thinks she is an old woman.

Mo Wuling is the kind who doesn’t know much about someone’s preferences, so he just thinks that men really like young people.

Simon walked through the spacious hall, leaned down on a couch on the edge, admired and looked at it, and without hesitation, he ordered the two girls to come to his side and hugged them in his arms.

Seeing this, Mo Wuling couldn't stay any longer. She went up to greet Chen Qing, turned around and left, planning to go to her room downstairs to rest.

Still a little discouraged.

What Momo in his own family entrusted is not human, but human.

When Mo Wuling left, Chen Qing called out to one of the leaders of Yingying Yanyan in front of her and came to the couch, drove the two little fairies beside Simon to the other side, leaned up, bit her boss's ear, and whispered in English: "Boss, why are you so cold to A Ling? Isn't this in line with your style?"

Simon held two slender and petite girls with one hand on his left, and said in English: "What's my style?"

Chen Qing did not answer, but said, "Boss, can't you see that? Ah Ling likes you."

Simon shook his head slightly and whispered: "The most difficult thing to get rid of the kindness of a beauty."

Chen Qing paused and reacted: "It turned out that the boss did it on purpose?"

Simon smiled and didn't explain.

Simon's attitude towards the women around him is actually different.

To be more vivid, it is like Su Shi, the great writer in ancient China. For his wife, Su Dongpo could write such a touching quatrain as "Ten years of life and death are in vain" ten years after Wang Fu's death. For concubines, even if they are pregnant, they can give them away at will.

Similarly, for Simon, a woman who has real feelings for him will also give a considerable response, just like Grace, Simon likes certain taboos and stimulations, but will not have any thoughts about Grace's daughter Rita. This is not to say that Simon's bottom line or something, it is just a very direct outlook on life: to vote for me and to repay me with my peach.

Of course, Simon could feel Mo Wuling's pure throbbing towards her like a girl in her first love, but because of Zhu Momo, she still felt that it would be best to keep a distance. She doesn't lack women, so why bother a silly girl falling deeper and deeper by his side?

The sound of silk and bamboo sounded in the hall.

Feeling that Chen Qing next to her was about to leave, she knew that this girl didn't want to be like the two vases on the other side, and called her: "Suddenly I'm inspired and ask someone to carve a seal for me."

Chen Qing came over again curiously: "What?"

Simon smiled and said, "Just engrave four words, Li Hua Dude, this will be my private seal from now on."

Chen Qing nodded with a smile and bit her boss's ear: "Give me an hour. In addition, boss, there are 28 of them here. I'm sure they are all original. Should I stamp them all tonight? Is there a few more styles to carve?"

"Do you really think I'm Superman?"

"Haha, the boss doesn't often say that he is an alien. We tiny earthlings can only look up to you. In this way, I have someone to carve 28 styles to send them. Let's see how many bosses can use tonight?"
To be continued...