"'Dove' has never had this rule." Mo Jingyao snorted very shamelessly. "No one of my men has the guts to do this."
When Wang Wu heard this, he looked at Mo Jingyao without a smile, "Oh? So, all these actions of yours were all signaled by Mr. Mo?"
After talking, he put down his teacup, his expression was rather unhappy. Obviously he was very dissatisfied with Mo Jingyao's ignorant behavior.
Mo Jingyao didn't say a word, and he didn't seem to be jealous.
The two looked at each other for a long time, and neither spoke again. There was a tense atmosphere in the air in the room. Just when Wang Wu's men could not help jumping out and pointing a gun to Mo Jingyao's head, Wang Wu suddenly changed his eyes and pointed at Mo Jingyao exaggeratedly, as if he was really listening. When it came to something funny, he clutched his stomach and laughed, "Mr. Mo is really humorous."
After hearing this, Mo Jingyao leaned back on the sofa lightly.
Sometimes some people have to wear another mask when facing certain things. Some people say that if you wear a mask for a long time, you can't take it off. Some people say that you can't take it off because you are used to it.
Mo Jingyao has always known that he also has a mask, but unlike others, he has never taken this mask off in front of anyone, not even the song. After a long time, this mask became the real Mo Jingyao, and for the real Mo Jingyao, I am afraid that no one in this world has ever known his existence.
When Mo Yan told him that he was the eldest son and needed to hold up all the darkness for Jingshun, during every long and tormenting training, when his subordinates and helpers gradually surrendered, and when the song came towards Jingshun's embrace. The Mo Jingyao that no one had seen had disappeared silently in this world.
In this life, except for the smile of Song, he has never seen sunshine.
In Mo Jingyao's view, Wang Wu at this moment puts on a mask. He has to admit that it makes sense for Wang Wu to be in the limelight recently. For example, he will never be able to put on a smiling face at this time. Out.
This is a smiling tiger who cannibalize people without spitting out bones.
"I think there must be some misunderstanding between us. Mr. Mo, we all know that these subordinates are not easy to take, and they are always uncomfortable if they don't make a difference for three days."
Wang Wu smiled, and looked at Mo Jingyao solemnly, "Wang came to Mr. Mo today because he really has a detailed discussion. I promise that after the matter is completed, he will never treat you and your subordinates badly."
Seeing that the smiling tiger didn't go around the circle and went straight to the topic, Mo Jingyao's mouth raised a faint arc, "I don't know where Mo can help Wu Ye, Wu Ye is willing to say that as long as Mo can do it, a definition is indispensable."
Wang Wu saw Mo Jingyao so refreshed, his mood suddenly brightened, and he laughed twice before he should. "Good, good. Mr. Mo is really a great person, refreshed, refreshed!" The conversation turned, and he said again, "Actually, too. It’s not a matter of downloading address. Mr. Mo’s help is needed for Mr. Mo’s help to coordinate and manage a shipment of goods to enter G City.”
Mo Jingyao groaned for a while before he said, "With the power of the fifth master, how can this little thing stump you and your subordinates. I am sorry for the younger generation to take the liberty, but can the fifth master tell Mo, what is this? Kind of goods?"
"It's easy to talk." Wang Wumung bean's small eyes turned, and his attention was suddenly revealed, "Wang will never treat you badly. In short, it is the fastest and most profitable business in the world."
After speaking, he made a smoking posture with a wretched look.
Having said that, if Mo Jingyao doesn't understand it anymore, then he won't be able to live until now.
"Master Wu, really do this business?"
Wang Wu is of course ordinary, "This is a good business to collect money."
"But it's also the most harmful business."
Mo Jingyao's complexion was slightly dark, and he looked at Wang Wu coldly, "Sorry, Lord Wu found the wrong person this time. The Mo family never touches drugs. I'm afraid I can't help with this."
Xie Zhiwu drank Yanhui's Margarita enthusiastically, and the more he drank it, the more things were wrong.
Since the man pushed the wine glass to her, his two arms have been put on the bar counter with his cheeks in his hands, his head slightly tilted, and his eyes stuck to her face without blinking.
She originally wanted to turn a blind eye to this inexplicable gaze, but no matter how thick-skinned she was, she couldn't resist such a hot gaze.
"Um, I don't seem to have any rice today..."
"Huh?" Yan Hui was surprised, still staring at her smilingly.
Xie Zhiwu sighed, "I mean, I haven't eaten rice today, and there are no rice grains sticking to my face, so what are you looking at?"
Yan Hui looked at it for granted, "Look at you."
"Look at me!" Xie Zhiwu's hair was seen, naturally not angry.
"You look good."
…
"Yan Hui, I said..."
Xie Zhiwu gritted her teeth and was trying to teach Yan Hui a bit painstakingly, but Yan Hui blinked and asked her, "Do you know the story of Marguerite?"
Margaret? Is this glass of wine? Xie Zhiwu shook his head, "I don't know, what kind of story is it?"
"Don't know, forget it."
Yan Hui did not comment on this story as Xie Zhiwu thought. After he finished speaking lightly, he still kept staring at her without moving, but the focus of his gaze was no longer on her face. His eyes began to look hollow, and at that moment she felt as if he had seen someone through her.
"How are you..."
Xie Zhiwu looked at Yan Hui's absent-minded appearance, and suddenly felt heart-wrenched. I wanted to ask, but I didn't know that there was a sudden burst of violence in the front hall.
She turned her head and found that she didn't know when, all of Wang Wu's men had pulled out their guns and pointed at Mo Jingyao's head.
Yan Hui had already rushed back to the front hall one step faster than her, Xie Zhiwu was shocked, and hurriedly followed behind.
"Fifth Lord, if you have something to say, why bother?"
She stood next to Mo Jingyao panting, gritted her teeth and looked at Wang Wu. Very good, remember, Wang Wu, right? You dare to provoke grandma's men. Even if Mo Jingyao's miraculous'magnanimity' didn't care about him, she would still have this account in mind!
"Xie Zhiwu, stand aside." Mo Jingyao took her hand coolly, and shielded her behind him.
Wang Wuyi looked incredulous, "Miss Xie, I want to have something to say too. But Mr. Mo... Hey, in short, it's hard to say a word."
"If a word is hard to say, you should give me two and three words to make it clear. I want to see how much wronged your fifth master is, so big that you can open the muzzle to IRIS casually!"
Wang Wuyi was stunned, and then smiled all over his face, "The subordinates are not sensible, and the subordinates are not sensible." He walked away from his subordinates lowly, and then looked at Xie Zhiwu, "I just want to discuss business with Mr. Mo, and I need a'dove' It's just a small favor, who knows that Mr. Mo not only doesn't care about friendship, but actually..."
"Friendship? IRIS has friendship with you?" Xie Zhiwu said sarcastically. "That's right. Over the years, there have been too many friendships with excuses. Now there are not many more and less one."
Wang Wu's expression sank, "Miss Xie, in life, it is always better to have one more friend."
When Mo Jingyao saw Xie Zhiwu about to jump her feet, she subconsciously grabbed her arm, but she struck lightly and looked at Wang Wudao, "Have you never heard of it? There is a saying that tells us that we are not afraid of opponents like gods. I'm afraid of teammates like pigs!" (to be continued) (end of this chapter)