Chapter 93:

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After hearing the prompt sound of successful message sending, Tang Xinyu immediately pulled Tian Wanwan black.
As for how they will bite the dog after receiving the news, it is not Tang Xinyu who wants to care.
Tang Xinyu tucked the phone back in his bag and hit the steering wheel back to Tongfeng Technology. She still has a lot of things to do, and this scum is not worth wasting her precious time.
...
Mo Lanqing was not surprised when he received the message from Tang Xinyu. After the failure of the Chengxi project, in the eyes of everyone, he became a loser, Tang Xinyu will definitely not choose to look back at this time.
But now the peak circuit is turning ...
Mo Lanqing recalled that last night, Grandpa Mo grabbed his hand and said, "Lanqing, you are a good boy. Grandpa will guarantee you a journey." Then, Grandpa Mo was rushed to the old man's house with Lawyer Wu's help Entered the bedroom and talked until the sky would be white.
Mo Lanqing has been staying in the living room downstairs, his heart pounding, he can understand the deep meaning hidden in the words that Mr. Mo said to himself before meeting Wu, but he is worried on the one hand This is just an illusion, conceived by myself. When his father Mo Yizhi couldn't support his sleepiness and first found a room to rest, he finally heard the sound of the bedroom door being opened upstairs.
Mo Lanqing got up from the sofa and stared at Lawyer Wu down the stairs, the temple on the forehead kept "suddenly". He tried to grasp some clues about the content of the will from lawyer Wu's face.
As soon as lawyer Wu arrived at the stairs, he saw Mo Lanqing reaching out and shaking his hand.
Mo Lanqing: "Lawyer Wu, it's not too early. I'll send the driver to send Mr. Wu back. Hard to run this trip."
Lawyer Wu politely declined, Mo Lan Qing perseverance, personally sent him out of the door of the old house. Under Mo Lanqing's overall offensive, Lawyer Wu thought of Mo's physical condition and his newly changed will, and then whispered some words to Mo Lan: "Mr. Mo, you are so polite like this. Rely on Manager Mo. "
Mo Lanqing jumped violently and said goodbye to Lawyer Wu.
This grip seems to hold a key chip in his own hands. The first picture flashed in Mo Lanqing's mind was that he was sitting in the top position in the general meeting of shareholders, and Mo Yifan could only sit and look at himself with a sullen face below. The first resolution of the shareholders' meeting was to remove Mo Yifan's position and kick him out of the board of directors.
When he thought that he was about to own a large proportion of shares, Mo Lanqing's blood was boiling, and he thought of a person. I have the right to be in power, are you afraid that Tang Xinyu will not return to you?
Mo Lanqing turned around all night, getting up early and getting up early, repeatedly editing the contents of the dialog box against the mobile phone screen, and finally tangled, entangled and sent out as soon as he gritted his teeth.
He held his phone uneasy for a long time. He fancied how Tang Xinyu would react after receiving his message. Was he as hesitant as he was, or ignored?
After all, the content of the will has not yet been announced.
"Beep--"
The information receiving sound rang, and Mo Lanqing almost fell the phone to the ground.
He hurriedly opened the phone and looked at it, then froze.
"Please don't hesitate to grow old with Tian Wanwan, be together for a hundred years, and live forever, don't harm others."
Mo Lanqing hurriedly typed a long line in the dialog box: "Heart, please listen to me. I confessed that I had not thought about Tian Wanwan, but she was my first love. Man There are some special complexes for first love, this complex will mislead men's cognition and judgment on some major affairs. After the marriage of Hetian Wanwan, I finally understand that she and I are not the right person. If you do n’t believe me, you can Give me some time and I will prove it to you. "
The moment Mo Lan counted down the message, a dazzling red exclamation mark popped up in the dialog box.
"Tang has turned on friend verification. You are not his (her) friend, please send a friend verification request first, and the other party can pass the verification before they can chat."
Mo Lanqing did not give up, then click resend.
"Tang has turned on friend verification. You are not his (her) friend, please send a friend verification request first, and the other party can pass the verification before they can chat."
Mo Lanqing is the same as being poisoned, send again!
"Tang turned on friend verification. You are not yet ..."
Repeated seven or eight times, all got the same result.
Mo Lanqing forcibly buckled the phone to the desktop.
Compared with Mo Lanqing's restlessness, Tian Wanwan is obviously more calm. The moment she received a screenshot of Tang Xinyu, she immediately wanted to make a phone call to Mo Lanqing, but reason suppressed her impulse again. She understands that her natal family is a disadvantage. Since marrying to the Mo family has caused Mo Lanqing a lot of trouble. Now her relationship with Mo Lanqing can only be maintained by the common son of the two with her beautiful first love. .
Even if Tian Wanwan was furious and angry, she could only suppress all emotions, restore her gentle smile, and greet Mo Lanqing with her white and fat son.
The screenshot sent by Tang Xinyu, Tian Wanwan can only be regarded as not seeing. No matter what the intention of Tang Xinyu is, Tian Wanwan can't make up for herself. She must hold the position of Mo Lanqing's wife.
Tian Wanwan deleted Tang Xinyu's news and got up again to coax his son.
...
No matter how the Mo family conceals, the old man Mo suddenly became seriously ill in the early morning, and the news that his sons and grandchildren were called back to their old homes circulated among the news media.
Some news media hurriedly squatted outside the Mo's old house when they received the news. They only took photos of the Mo's family getting on and leaving the car one after another, but this did not hinder their ability to read pictures and edit stories. Every report is like the author's personal experience. It has a head and a tail, and the description is vivid, making one wonder whether they have installed a bug in the Mojia.
Among so many blurry photos, one photo is very intriguing.
Mo Lanqing, who had vague facial features, shook hands with a man with a briefcase to say goodbye at the door of the old house. The man with a briefcase had a strange face. Not the Mo family, but when Mr. Mo was seriously ill and visited all night, it was easy to reminisce about the will that attracted public attention.
The Mojias have a great career in Mincheng, and they even hold a light weight on the entire rich list in the south.
If the old man of Mo can't hold on, the testament he made largely determines the division of power within the Mo family and the ranking of the Mo family on the rich list.
For a time, the content of Old Man Mo's will became a hot topic in the Mincheng Forum Center.
"Master Mo wanted to leave all the shares to Mo Lanqing, the grandson, or how could he let Mo Lanqing send his lawyer out?"
"Obviously. The previous Chengxi project was used to pave the way for Molan Qing, but unfortunately the mud can't help the wall, it is actually a big pit."
"Don't make any rumors! Master Mo is not a confused person. How could Moss be handed over to a hanger?"
"The rumor. I heard from a distant relative of my friend's friend. At that time, because of the first wife's family, the old man could only endure the pain of saying goodbye to his first love and marrying Jinzhi home, but he had always been in love with his first love. It ’s easy to survive the death of the first wife. The old father still does n’t allow the first love to enter the door, forcing Grandpa Mo to marry the second wife, but Grandpa Mo and the first love already had a son who was about to grow up.

"Shocked face, squat."
"The first love was a delicate white lotus flower. I waited hard until the first wife died of illness and was ready to take office. Who would have been willing to kill another Cheng Bianjin halfway? Where would she be willing? She carried a demonstration with Mr. Mo and his second wife. No one knows what to do, anyway, it's bitch. The Mojia was quite noisy during that time. "
"No? Since the first love is so powerful, why didn't it bring down the second wife?"
"The second wife, Grandpa Mo ’s father, was on his back, but it was very miserable anyway. In the end, Grandpa Mo ’s father could only agree that his first love ’s son would be recognized, but the second wife did not die, and the first love was absolutely not allowed to enter. Grandpa Mo, when he heard it, made his first love son bright and surnamed Mo, and of course he was happy. He gave his wife the second wife, and he lived with the first love. He did n’t even listen to his wife and his young son. Do not ask."
"Gosh, how can such a green tea not be retaliated ?! Why are all the good people in this world so miserable and the bad guys so lively ..."
"How do you know you haven't been retaliated? The second wife has suffered a long period of cold violence, and her mental state is not very good. Maybe God has opened her eyes, but she can't really see those disgusting people. The first love suddenly found cancer and died. The second term Upon hearing the news of his first love, his wife took a bottle of sleeping pills and committed suicide. "
"Is the second wife stupid enough? I have already insisted that this time, why are you still looking for death? Isn't it good to live with the youngest son?"
"Alas, the second wife couldn't think too much. She had been suffering from depression for many years before she died, but she remembered her father-in-law's words, as long as she was still alive, her first love was not allowed to enter. For her son , She can only support her life, her first love is dead, and this support is gone. "
"Meeting this kind of man really hurts others and ourselves!"
"Do n’t look at his kind-hearted man, Master Mo, in fact, he is very cruel. After the death of his two successive wives, his ashes are put up and sent to the temple. He said to the outsider that he asked the monk to be super. After the death of any wife ’s soul, he must not enter the reincarnation of the superborn, so as not to become a ghost and affect his career luck. "
"Seeing this building, I suddenly wanted to abandon it. A good secret history of giants finally turned into a feudal superstition. Go."
"I don't believe it. After Master Mo died of his first love, he lost his thoughts of marrying his wife again, as if suddenly turning back. The son of the second wife was sent abroad to study at a very young age. He has a successful academic background and a good business vision, and can stand up in Moh. Otherwise, the second wife will really die in vain. "
"Written like a TV series, why are you so talented not to ask you to be a screenwriter?"
"It doesn't matter what you say, anyway, I can only tell you that reality is always more exciting than the stories you see."
...
The post that the suspected insider revealed was higher and higher in the forum, and when more people wanted to rush in to read it, a prompt box suddenly popped up: "The post you are viewing does not exist."
When I clicked again, the post had disappeared without a trace, leaving only those who came later to eat melons to regret it.
When Mo Yifan received a text message from a mobile phone, he was still looking at Stian's investment plan.
"Mo Shao, the post that sent someone to take a walk before the secret has been deleted."
After reading the text message, Mo Yifan did not reply again. Lin Wensen was a little strange at first, why Mo Yifan had to send someone to post such a post, and then wait for the post's popularity to rise to a certain level before deleting it. He didn't understand until he saw the urgent clarification announcement requested by Mr. Mo.
Mo Yifan is creating storms on his own, please spread out the matter of the death of the old man, and then spread the identity of Mo Yizhi and Mo Lanqing who are not correct, and want to suppress the recent spread of Mo Lanqing on the Internet. Rumors.
The most direct way to guide people's desire to discuss and explore desire is to give a rumor that looks half-truth, and to extinguish this spark when arousing everyone's curiosity, making everyone feel like a cat, He kept scratching and scratching, and he kept talking about each other.
And word of mouth is also the easiest to become unrecognizable.
Mo Yifan doesn't have to worry about what the final rumor about Grandpa Mo will become. He just needs to make two points: First, Grandpa Mo's reputation is broken, his health is gone, affecting Mo's stock price; With Mo Lanqing on the top, they could not get rid of these criticisms.
Mo Yifan handed the signed documents to Lin Wensen: "You go out first."
Lin Wensen took over the document and said, "Mr. Mo, my wife is here."
Mo Yifan froze for a moment, and immediately stood up from the leather swivel chair, walking down and scolding: "What's the matter with you? Why didn't she tell me when she came?"
Lin Wensen followed Mo Yifan, and there were some grievances: "It's Mrs. Qian Dinghuan's advice, you must wait for you to finish the matter, and then say ..."
Mo Yifan strode out of the office and saw Tang Xinyu leaning on the lazy couch in the lounge area. He also pinched a financial magazine with his eyes closed.
Mo Yifan turned back to Lin Wensen and gestured for him to mute, lightly walked to Tang Xinyu's side, squatted down, and carefully wanted to draw the magazine in her hand.
Unexpectedly, Tang Xinyu opened his eyes, and a little sleepy climbed up from the sofa, muttering: "Strange, how come I fell asleep?"
Mo Yifan lifted Tang Xinyu's waist in distress, a little annoyed: "Come and come, don't wait for me to finish my work. You're asleep here and don't be afraid of catching a cold!"
Lin Wensen behind Mo Yifan wanted to remind me weakly that the company had a blanket, but he shut up very consciously.
Tang Xinyu rubbed his side neck: "You treat me like you, where is it so easy to catch a cold? I only read a magazine for a while, why did I fall asleep? It may be that I have been too busy working recently and not enough rest time . "
Mo Yifan touched Tang Xinyu's hand and felt her palms warm, so she was relieved: "Tongfeng Technology's work can be spread out more, Xiao Zhou has good ability, you can trust her."
Tang Xinyu glanced at Mo Yifan with a deep meaning: "Oh, you sent her to me before, not to monitor me?"
Mo Yifan choked, and his tone weakened a lot: "At that time, Tongfeng Technology was turbulent, and I couldn't be by your side. If something happened, I couldn't know in time, I would be crazy. So I only Can send her to protect you. When did you first know? The kidnapping? "
"Earlier." Tang Xinyu broke free from Mo Yifan's arms. "On the first day of Xiao Zhou's work, she did not ask me for the detailed address after work, so she drove the car downstairs accurately and I got up. Suspicious. "
Mo Yifan didn't expect Tang Xinyu's thoughts to be so delicate to the point that Zhou Zichen discovered the problem on the first day of work.
Mo Yifan smiled helplessly and proved innocent: "But I promise, Xiao Zhou did not monitor this function."
Tang Xinyu gave him a white look: "I know. Xiao Zhou will tell you my whereabouts at most, and nothing else will be said, otherwise I will send her back to you long ago."
Mo Yifan hurriedly cleared the relationship: "Nonsense, what sent me back? Xiao Zhou is not my person, I just dealt with her and her boss."
Tang Xinyu glanced at Mo Yifan and smiled: "I have long eyes and I can understand."
Mo Yifan, holding Tang Xinyu, was about to walk into the office, and suddenly the elevator "Dingdong" on the other side of the hall opened.
Grandpa Mo was sitting in a wheelchair, and Mo Lanqing pushed him out of the elevator.
Mo Yifan and Tang Xinyu tacitly paused and turned to Master Mo. I saw Mr. Mo, who was still weak last night. Today, he has come here with great force. Even the thin blankets on his legs float with the movement of the wheelchair.
Mr. Mo grabbed the pen holder on Lin Wensen's desk and threw it in the direction of Mo Yifan.
Mo Yifan hugged Tang Xinyu and turned to the side. The pen holder wiped Mo Yifan's arm and hit the opposite wall. He slammed on the ground and cracked.
Lin Wensen frowned and hurriedly stopped between the two of them: "Chairman, Chairman, if you have something to say, don't do it. You are still nursing, if you hurt again, it will be really bad."
Mr. Mo said angrily: "Go away with me!"
Lin Wensen smiled apologetically. Although his steps were moved, most of the people were still in the middle.
Mo Yifan looked at Tang Xinyu, who was guarded in his arms, and brushed her hair: "Have you hit it?"
Tang Xinyu pushed Mo Yifan's chest: "I'm fine."
Mo Yifan turned around, looked at the old man in the wheelchair and the Mo Lanqing in the wheelchair, and patted Lin Wensen's shoulder a few times to make him step back.
Mo Yifan's eyes fell on the wheelchair under Mr. Mo: "How does it feel to be in a wheelchair? Is it comfortable?"
Grandpa Mo did n’t want to answer this question. His eyes glared at Mo Yifan because of his aging: "The posts on the forum were sent by you? Those rumors about the Mo family were spread by you? Conscience? Ah ?! Did you forget that you are also surnamed Mo?
A family cannot write two ink characters. Have you ever considered how much influence these rumors will have on Mo's image? You also have Moh's shares in your hand. What benefit does this have for you? Are you willing to break down Moh? ! "
Mo Yifan's eyes were full of coldness and frost, and even his jaw line was stretched even colder: "Rumor? Or would you tell me that the sentence on the post is a rumor?"
Mo Lanqing's hand on the wheelchair handle tightened in vain.
He didn't see the post, but he heard a lot from other people's mouths. The biggest key point is his life experience and that of his father. The first reaction he heard was that he had been struck by thunder. He couldn't believe his grandma was not known.
Mo Lanqing called his father, who didn't ask about the world, to be stunned. His father just sighed: "Lan Qing, you must believe that Grandpa will not harm you, no matter what your identity is."
Mo Yizhi's remarks apparently defaulted on Mo Lanqing's doubts. He went to Mr. Mo and was lucky, hoping that his birth was upright. But when the old man heard this, he immediately urged himself to drive to the Mo Family, and asked Mo Yifan to inquire.
In the ironic words of Mo Yifan, a trace of fluke left in Mo Lanqing's heart disappeared.
Grandpa Mo hummed coldly: "Your 3rd brother is my son, Lanqing is my grandson, all this is beyond doubt. You clearly know that I am not asking this, and I want you to stop your little movements . You are like a fratricidal killing between brothers, and you just let outsiders read the joke! "
Mo Lanqing was full of excitement.
Yes, no matter who my grandmother is, I have the blood of Grandpa Mo, who is his grandson. Since they are all the blood of Grandpa Mo, why can't I have the right to inherit?
What's more, I still have a key trump card, Mr. Mo is on my side.
Thinking of it, Mo Lanqing straightened his waist, and his eyes could not help falling to Tang Xinyu behind Mo Yifan.
Mo Yifan noticed Mo Lanqing's gaze, he lowered his eyebrows, and said calmly: "Joke? Since they are all facts, what else is there to hide and hide? We should let everyone know whether we should continue to buy ink. Shi's stock. This is our responsibility to shareholders and partners. As for something ... "
Mo Yifan's eyes sharply scratched at Mo Lanqing: "As for some things, there should be some naturally. If you have thoughts about what you shouldn't, then naturally there will be nothing."
Master Mo patted the wheelchair armrest hard, and even an unhealthy flush flushed from his face, and his shivering skin trembled with rage: "Moh is mine, I'm not dead yet, it's not your turn. Fingers and fingers here! "
Tang Xinyu listened to them arguing about your coming and going, watching Mo Yifan stand tall in front of him, independently blocking the embarrassing side, and not letting himself be contaminated by any stormy blood. She couldn't help feeling distressed, stepped forward to hold Mo Yifan, and smiled at the old man in the wheelchair: "Dad!"
Mo Yifan held Tang Xinyu's palm in his backhand, trying to drag her behind him, implying that he did not agree with Tang Xinyu's words at this time. Tang Xinyu's little finger hooked Mo Yifan's finger and handed him a look that made him feel at ease.
Master Mo's frowned eyebrows stretched slightly: "You can still call me dad."
Tang Xinyu's voice is not anxious, like the spring water after the melting snow and ice in spring: "I call you Dad now because Mo Yifan is my husband, no matter how different you are, you can't change Mo Yifan. The fact of your own son. However, this may be the last time I call you \ 'Dad \'. "
Mr. Mo clutched the wheelchair armrest with his palm, as if standing up, but his condition did not allow him to stand up.
Mr. Mo, who has always been looked up to, is very unaccustomed to the situation of being overlooked like this today, especially the younger generation like Tang Xinyu. Mr. Mo's thin cheeks pumped: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to call it. If you want to break away from my father and son relationship, you won't get any money from my legacy!"
Like hearing a funny joke, Tang Xinyu chuckled the peach blossom lips, and the snow that melted in the spring of Wang Gang happily followed the mountain stream. Dear Mr. Mo, I was holding Lin and Tong I do n’t seem to be a person who lacks money in the shares of Feng Technology. My husband Mo Yifan ’s assets ... "
Tang Xinyu glanced at Mo Yifan sideways and smiled playfully: "Is the file bag you gave me before the wedding full of assets in your name list?"
Mo Yifan: "Well."
Tang Xinyu just revealed a slight surprise, just like discovering a huge treasure: "Ah? There are so many? I haven't finished reading it yet."
"Grandpa Mo." Tang Xinyu turned his attention to the old man in a wheelchair who was already in a bad mood. "Look, my husband is not too short of money. So we should not be interested in your inheritance. . "
Where did Lord Mo stand such a contempt, his flesh and skin fluttering all over his face shivering: "If not rare, just get out of Moh!"
"Hey, this is wrong." Tang Xinyu raised his hand to stop Mr. Mo's words, "Mo Yifan is currently a director of the Moh Group. The appointment and removal of directors need to go through the shareholders' meeting. Mr. Mo has been in the mall for many years. It may be that you are old now and a little forgetful, it does n’t matter, I remind you now.
Secondly, Moh is already in the midst of storms, and the outside world is increasingly questioning Moh. Are you sure that Mo will now withdraw the news that Mo Yifan will withdraw from the board of directors under the pressure of public opinion? "
Mr. Mo's fingertips were already clasping the beads on his wrist.
A strong restlessness and anxiety swept over Mr. Mo's heart. He knew that Tang Xinyu poke his own weakness. Now in the eyes of the outside world, Mo Yifan is the most qualified candidate for Mo's next chairman. If Mo Yifan is rashly removed at this time, the stock will plummet. Once Mo Yifan turns to Stian, Openly doing right against Moh, the cooperative chambers with good relations with Mo Yifan turned to Stian. This is definitely worse for Moh.
Although very reluctant to admit it, Mo Yifan is indeed the person who can best preside over Mo's overall situation.
Mr. Mo took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the unwillingness and anger of his chest. His original plan was to stabilize Mo Yifan first, but still protect his status as a major shareholder.
Grandpa Mo: "Heart Words, I know you are a good boy with good reason. I do n’t want to affect the next generation ’s kindness and grievances. I apologize to Yifan ’s mother and I will compensate Mo Yifan The reason why I am angry today is just because I used my luck to make people humiliate the reputation of the Mo family on the Internet. Family ugliness should not be exaggerated. The matter of our own family is closed, so why let everyone talk . Can you understand my pain as a father? "
Tang Xinyu looked at the old man Mo's hypocrisy, and suddenly another face appeared in his heart. Once upon a time, her own father also spoke to herself with this face. But the consequences ...
Tang Xinyu chuckled inwardly and raised his eyebrows: "Is it painful? I only know that you only want to hold Mo Yifan to work for you. When Mo's situation stabilizes, you can support Mo Lanqing." It ’s really time to step down as chairman, and I ’m really worried that Mo ’s under your leadership may not last for three months.

Mr. Mo patted the wheelchair heavily, quivering Tang Xinyu: "You, you ..."
Mo Yifan couldn't bear Mr. Mo pointing his finger at Tang Xinyu. He couldn't help pulling Tang Xinyu back, holding it aside, blocking Tang Xinyu's sight with his half of the body.
He sorted out his cuffs and raised his palm to Lin Wensen. Lin Wensen was immediately clear, stepped back silently, and dialed a call.
The dark blue shirt was worn on Mo Yifan's body, and the lines were neatly outlined, and the silhouette of Mo Yifan was clearly lined, and the dust was forbidden.
Tang Xinyu looked at Mo Yifan who was standing in front of Mr. Mo and Mo Lanqing, and suddenly found that he still had a leisurely mood to appreciate Mo Yifan's handsome appearance.
Grandpa Mo looked at Mo Yifan, and suddenly felt trance, as if he saw his second wife. When he broke through the scene of his meeting with his first love, the appearance of his weak wife seemed like a hedgehog standing upright. , Firmly pulling Mo Yifan, who was still young, behind him, blocking all his sight.
At that time, her face mocked exactly like Mo Yifan in front of her.
Worthy of being the son she gave birth to.
Mo Yifan pulled out a transparent sealed bag from his pocket, and the sealed bag contained a piece of charred debris: "You think you are so magical, you can hide the truth of everything from the sky. But people are not as good as the sky, you I probably would n’t have imagined that you have only missed searching me in your thousands of plans. "
Grandpa Mo's pupils contracted suddenly, and all his eyes were fixed on the plastic bag in Mo Yifan's hand. He narrowed his eyes and recognized for a while. His face changed greatly, and the wheel of the wheelchair was about to move forward.
Mo Lanqing, confused, was puzzled when he saw Grandpa Mo's sudden excitement. He couldn't see what Mo Yifan had in his hand. He didn't understand why Master Mo saw this little thing, and he showed a look that he would immediately grab it from Mo Yifan and destroy it.
Mr. Mo shouted loudly: "Things have passed for so long, and he no longer interferes with Mo's things. He keeps a distance and is not close to you. How much do you want him to do? He must be forced to death ?"
Mo Lanqing looked at Grandpa Mo, who was about to leave the wheelchair in the upper body, lest he fall, he quickly helped him: "Grandpa, don't worry, what is that, how are you ..."
Mo Yifan glanced at Mo Lanqing lightly: "It seems that you have concealed this matter strictly, even he did not disclose it."
Grandpa Mo coughed up in anger, and the frame was probably the same as vomiting his heart from his throat in the next second. Mo Lanqing was so frightened that he quickly patted the chest for the old man, and he was at a loss for a while: "Grandpa, Grandpa, calm down first ..."
"Ding Dong--"
The elevator door opened again.
Mo Yicheng and Mo Yihe walked out of the elevator quickly, seeing that the old man of Mo was about to be rolled over by Mo Yifan, and his pace was more rapid.
Mo Yicheng helped Mr. Mo back to the wheelchair and angered: "Yifan, do you still recognize my elder brother? If you still recognize it, you will say a few words. What can the family say? "
Mo Yi and sneered: "What is there to say about this kind of wolf-hearted guy? Isn't it playing the cow with the cow?"
Mo Yicheng: "Yihe, you also say less."
Mo Yifan glanced at Gu Jingwu, as if they were talking about another person: "In fact, sometimes I admire two of them, and my father is outsourcing a woman. You can still talk and laugh with illegitimate children like this."
Looking at Mo Yicheng's and Mo Yihe's complexion, it's hard to look, Mo Yifan's expression is indifferent, and continue to stab: "Yes, in your eyes, the benefit of being in your pocket is still the first, other emotion It is necessary to make way for the interests. As long as you can make a profit, how hypocritical and shameless is also commonplace for you. This, I really can't beat the two. "
Mo Yihe backed his hands and reprimanded: "Mo Yifan! The things of the previous generation are the things of the previous generation, not to mention that they have all passed away, and what is the point of investigating it? Everyone is a brother, in order to maintain For the career laid down by a good father, what's wrong with us if we want to talk about brotherhood? "
This time, Mo Yifan clearly let them hear their cold low laughter.
Mo Yifan raised his eyes and looked at Mo Yihe. The gaze came coldly, as if the frost moonlight was shining on the glacier, reflecting the coldness and coldness, and slowly growing from Mo Yihe's tail vertebrae to the neck.
Mo Yi and the body involuntarily took a step backwards, but they froze abruptly when the body leaned back.
Mo Yifan said contemptuously: "Maintain the career laid down by your father? Do you want to swallow the career laid down by your father. What other words did you just say? Oh yeah, brotherhood? The word comes from your mouth Spit it out, it really sounds like a blasphemy. Do n’t you just want to promote your brotherhood ... "
Mo Yifan turned his eyes again to look at Mr. Mo: "I really should let you know about the" brotherhood "of the Mo family!"
The old man Mo has a bad hunch in his mind: "Mo Yifan, you shut up!"
Mo Yifan: "Oh, by the way, this‘ brotherhood ’that is more important than Mount Tai seems to be not lighter than Hong Mao in the eyes of Grandpa Mo.

Mo Yifan pointed the transparent sealed bag towards Mo Yicheng and Mo Yihe, and let the small pieces of charred charcoal in the sealed bag clearly show to them: "Since you pay so much attention to" brotherhood ", what is this thing, you Must I recognize it? "
Mo Yicheng narrowed his eyes and carefully recognized what was in Mo Yifan's hand. For a time, there was a conjecture.
Tang Xinyu was behind Mo Yifan's side, most of her sight was covered by Mo Yicheng's body, so she couldn't clearly see what Mo Yifan was holding in her hand, but she could clearly see that Master Mo always wanted to Anxious mood of standing up and grabbing but not standing up.
Mo Yifan said slowly: "You two have to take a closer look. This‘ brother-friendship ’may really ask for your siblings.

Mr. Mo shouted angrily: "Shut up! Mo Yifan, you shut me up! Don't you just want the shares in my hand? Yes, I will call attorney Wu to come and revise my will. You give me something! "
Master Mo's thin palms grabbed Mo Yifan, and Mo Yifan moved a step aside lightly, avoiding Master Mo's hand.
The other three cried out in shock when he heard that Mr. Mo said he would revise his will.
Mo Yihe: "No! Dad, you can't modify your will!"
Mo Yicheng: "Dad, don't be impulsive!"
Of the three, Mo Lanqing's reaction was the most intense. Only last night amended his will that was in his favor, how could he let Master Mo change his will again? !
Mo Yifan slowly put the transparent sealed bag back in his pocket, and looked at Grandpa Mo in a leisurely manner: "Fight."
Grandpa Mo was a little trembling, seeing Mo Yifan ’s face was n’t kidding, he hurriedly reached into his pocket, took out his mobile phone and dialed Wu ’s phone, his voice was hoarse:
Lawyer Wu, please come to the Moh Group now I want to amend my will. "
"dad!"
"grandfather!"
Three different voices cried out at the same time.
Mr. Mo hung up the phone, closed his eyes, and scolded: "You are all quiet for me! I will do whatever I decide!"
Tang Xinyu was a little stunned, feeling that he could not understand the development process of the events before him.
What kind of amulet does Mo Yifan have in his hand that can make Master Mo directly change his mind?
The entire office area became dead and silent, except that Mo Yifan lay in one hand, leaning against the edge of Lin Wensen's desk, squinting at his fingertips.
Lawyer Wu came quickly. Although he did not know why, just ten hours later, Mr. Mo had to revise his will, but he did not reveal much. Under the guidance of Lin Wensen, Grandpa Mo, Mo Yifan and Lawyer Wu entered the office and closed the door, while Lin Wensen stood beside Tang Xinyu and stood opposite three men.
During this period, Lin Wensen kept looking at the watch on his wrist and seemed to be very concerned about the passage of time.
Tang Xinyu sat on the sofa, as long as he looked up, he could meet Mo Lan's eyes. She can read obsession and unwillingness from the inside.
Lawyer Wu came out very quickly, Tang Xinyu looked at the time, just half an hour later. Lawyer Wu nodded at them and left by elevator.
Mo Lanqing immediately got up from the sofa. He knew in his heart that the chips that fell into his hands last night were deprived of Mo Yifan's hands today, and it was all because of unknown objects in the sealed bag . He regretted that he should have just ignored that thing and robbed it directly and threw it into the fire.
But who knew at that time that this thing could be so critical, it was important enough for Master Mo to revise his will.
When Mr. Mo came out of the office, he seemed to be ten years old.
"Ding Dong--"
In the quiet office area, the sound of elevator doors opening again sounded.
Everyone looked at it and wondered who the uninvited guests would be at this time.
Mrs. Mo San rushed out like crazy, and ran to Mr. Mo, grabbing him tightly: "Dad, Dad, I was taken away by the police, you go and save him!"
Master Mo's head buzzed and turned to Mo Yifan: "You're yelling at me!"
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