Mo Bei didn't speak, and bent down to pick up the school uniform that was on the sofa. His slightly cold profile showed no emotion.
Mo Nan stood there, slowly clenched his right hand, and the knuckles turned white.
But he didn't dare to look into Mo Bei's eyes.
After Mo Bei changed into his school uniform and came out, he returned to his appearance as a Bingshan school grass.
There seemed to be a chill in the corner of her eyes, and her voice was still calm: "Brother."
"Huh?" Mo Nan immediately straightened his expression, full of anger.
Mo Bei raised his eyes and looked at him: "The first match of the national competition is Hei Yan vs. Tu Hai. How do you think I will deal with them?"
Mo Nan opened his mouth because he had never seen his sister show such an expression before.
It was so cold that there was no temperature at all, and the hair on the front of her forehead fell down, covering her eyes, so that he could not see her eyes at all.
"It's fine if you win." Mo Nan smiled, trying to bring the atmosphere back.
Mo Bei's voice was very low, with a hint of sand: "Those four people have played you for half a year."
Mo Nan paused, did his sister know? When did you know
"You can't just win." Mo Bei opened the door and said in a calm voice, "Brother, come to the scene that day."
Mo Nan's fingers were stiff: "Should I go to the scene?"
"Yeah." Mo Bei's face was clear and juan: "Come on for me."
Mo Nan just thought his sister saw something about his hands.
Now it seems that he should have thought too much.
"Okay, I'll surround myself tightly." Mo Nan smiled evilly: "Are you going to blow them up with support?"
Mo Bei seemed to smile, but there was no warmth at the corner of his mouth: "You will know when the time comes."
Mo Nan wanted to say something else.
The door of the room has been closed.
He thought about it, always feeling a little uneasy.
He reached out and dialed Feng Yi's phone: "Mr. Feng, watch my sister a little bit these days."
"What's wrong?" Feng Yi put down the pen.
Mo Nan lowered his eyes: "I'm worried that she will go to the hospital to check my case."
"I've transferred the case abroad for you." As expected of a businessman, Feng Yi is very sensitive to such things: "She knows?"
Mo Nan sat on the bed, his eyes glazed over: "I'm not sure, she knew that the people from Tuhai were playing me in the previous game, and she asked me to watch her play the national competition."
Feng Yi paused for a while before saying: "She should know more than this. I have her transfer contract here. Tu Hai probably sold you without even reading the contract."
"Sell?" Mo Nan sat up abruptly, clenched his right hand tightly: "I was kicked out by them, how could I still sell it?"
Feng Yi took out the contract from the drawer: "Mo Nan, Tuhai's manager, is a businessman, and the businessman wants to extract the last value from you."
Mo Nan turned his eyes: "Why did I forget this? It's really not a lesson. My sister paid a lot of money."
"It's quite a lot." Feng Yi curled his lips together: "But there are also benefits."
Mo Nan didn't understand: "Benefits?"
"As long as Tuhai keeps your previous account number, the other signing rights belong to Xiaobudian." Feng Nai put the contract aside: "Including you, so after I came back, I found a lawyer team and asked Xiaobudian to re-sign I signed a contract, that is to say, all of her regular games were played with her own identity, but this little one didn't have the habit of reading the contract, so she didn't even know about it, and I didn't tell her because I was worried. She doesn't even have a reason to stay here, Mo Nan, you can come back, it's the strongest support for her victory so far."
(end of this chapter)