"Yes, he said... He wants to tell you the truth about the leak of your documents."
Xicheng frowned and thought for a moment.
"Okay, then let me hear what the 'truth' is!"
"Then shall I let him come?"
Xicheng nodded, and Xu Yang immediately told Ji Mo the address on the other end of the phone.
An hour later, Ji Mo's car appeared outside the gate of the small manor in Xicheng. The fence door opened automatically. Ji Mo drove the car in and stopped outside the villa gate.
Xu Yang stood on the steps, smiling and making a gesture of invitation.
"Mr. Xicheng is waiting for you in the living room."
"sorry to bother you."
Jimo got out of the car carrying a box and followed him into the living room.
In the living room, Xicheng was wearing loose sportswear and lazily leaning on the sofa. When he saw Ji Mo, he just raised his chin.
"Director Ji, please sit down!"
Xu Yang brought two cups of coffee and placed one cup each in front of the host and guest.
Ji Mo didn't touch the coffee, he just opened the box he brought on the coffee table, then turned it in one direction and pushed it in front of Xicheng.
In the box, there is a pile of documentary evidence, as well as some bills and other things.
Xicheng glanced at the open box and shrugged.
"What does this mean, Director Ji?"
"There are three houses, one in Los Angeles, one in Chicago, and one in City A. There are also some securities in them, as well as my stocks in Fengyun Media... All of them added up, conservatively estimate should be two About ten million." Ji Mo raised his arms and crossed his fingers awkwardly, "Of course, I know that your biggest loss is not financial. These are nothing. I just want to be kind to you. If you feel it is not enough, I will find another way.”
Xicheng narrowed his eyes and suddenly chuckled.
"It seems that I really underestimated Ning Xiaofei. She can actually get so many men to stand up for her!"
"No!" Ji Mo said hurriedly, "Don't get me wrong, Xiaofei didn't do this. I came here to hope that you would be noble and let...her go!"
Xicheng sat up straight and piled the cups in his hands on the table.
"who?"
"She didn't mean to target you deliberately!" Ji Mo frowned.
"Let me ask you..." Xicheng held the coffee table with both hands and leaned toward him, "Who is that person?"
Ji Mo took a deep breath, "I can't tell you who it is. But...as long as you are willing to let her go, I can do anything for you!"
"Anything?" Xicheng laughed, "Okay, anything, right?"
He brushed away the documents Ji Mo put on the table and stepped on the box under his feet.
"Then kneel down and beg me!"
"Mr. Xicheng." Jimo stood up from the sofa, "I am here to beg you sincerely."
Xicheng raised his foot to kick his box away, raised his right hand and pointed at Ji Mo's face, "I tell you, I am not short of money, let alone 20 million, I don't want even 200 million, I just want... Pei ,If, hope, enter, prison, prison!”
When he heard that name, Ji Mo's expression froze.
"It seems!" Xicheng sneered, "I really guessed it right!"
Since it is not Ning Xiaofei, then it is the person who is hostile to her. The bet between Pei Ruoxi and Ning Xiaofei has been known to everyone, and of course the news in the entertainment industry, Xicheng, also knows about it.
How many people in the entire crew are capable of making Ji Mo stand out
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Good night~! ~