Mo Xi walked over, looked down at him, and laughed: "You are quite temperamental, aren't you? Do you understand your current situation?"
Guan Yan was sitting on the table in a small leather skirt, with her snow-white thighs raised and her flaming red lips very sexy. She said to him, "Why are you talking to him? I'll go up and slap him in the face, and he will wake up on his own."
Mo Xi's face twitched, as if he was slapped in the face. For some reason he wanted to cover his face with his hands, but fortunately he held back.
Guan Yan happened to notice the change in his expression, whistled at him, and said half-jokingly and half-teasingly: "What? You Yao family runs an educational institution? You catch a fool and you have to reason with him slowly?"
Mo Xi couldn't sit still this time, and turned to her and said, "You said he was an idiot, do you think if you slap him, he will become smarter?"
"I don't care if he becomes smart or not." Guan Yan fiddled with her delicate nails painted with red nail polish, looked at him with a smile and said, "I just feel good~"
Mo Xi: “…”
Zhang Yin listened to their verbal battle, and his already tortured nerves were on the verge of collapse: "I want a phone! Give me a phone."
Mo Xi was upset because he was humiliated by Guan Yan.
Seeing that he dared to scream and yell again, he frowned, frowned, and was about to kick him to make him quiet down.
Then I heard a girl's cold voice from the corner: "Give him the phone."
Mo Xi turned around and saw Qiao Nian casually looking up from the computer he had searched out of the clubhouse and talking to him, “Give him your phone.”
"Ms. Qiao, why are you giving him your phone at this time..." Mo Xi was afraid that this shifty-looking man would do something weird again.
Ye Wangchuan said lazily: "Give it to him."
Moxie: …
Although Mo Xi was reluctant, he still took out his cell phone and handed it to Zhang Yin who was sitting on the chair. His face was not very good: "Here you go."
Zhang Yin took it and tried to make a call in a panic, but found that he couldn't open the door. He looked up at him and returned the phone: "You didn't unlock it."
Why is he so troublesome!
Mo Xi took a deep breath, unlocked the phone again, slid open the screen and handed it to him.
Zhang Yin didn't waste any more time and called home.
…
Qiao Nian didn't do anything to him the whole afternoon, except to not let him leave the box, and there were people watching him in the box, so he couldn't do anything tricky.
So Zhang Yin was not that scared.
As soon as he got through the phone, he asked his family to help him use their connections to rescue him in front of Qiao Nian and Ye Wangchuan, and vaguely said that he had offended someone.
A series of funny behaviors made Mo Xi and others laugh.
Qiao Nian waited for him to hang up the phone, pushed the notebook in front of him forward, stretched his legs, and asked him nonchalantly: "What kind of business is your club doing? There is no detailed information in the account book, but the bank flow is frighteningly high. This is not the flow of funds for a legitimate business, so what business do you do?"
After Zhang Yin made a phone call to his family, he was no longer as flustered and irritable as he was at the beginning. He calmed down a little and began to show an uncooperative attitude again: "We are just doing normal business. As for the cash flow you mentioned...if you think it's wrong, you can call the police!"
Qiao Nian nodded, stood up and said to Guan Yan: "Just do as he says and call the police."
"OK."
Guan Yan stood up without further ado, picked up his cell phone and went out to make a call.
(End of this chapter)