Chapter 133

After listening to Wu Hao's commentary, Shen put the document back on the table.

"What do you think, uncle?" Shen Chengjing knows that since Mo Yanchen has come this far, he will help her!

And before her, really naive enough! Unexpectedly, she thought that as long as she dealt with Shen Ziqian, maybe everything would turn for the better. Now it seems that Shen's family's ambition is bigger than she imagined.

If she wanted to destroy everything her father left behind, she would never let them succeed.

"Now you just need to contact your father's will lawyer and leave the rest to me." Mo Yanchen reached for his cigar, suddenly looked at her and put the cigarette back.

Every time she smelled the smell of smoke on him, though she didn't say it, she always frowned. I'm afraid she didn't like the smell of smoke.

"Well, I'll go up first." She got up, took a step, turned back and went upstairs with the document.

"Mo Shao..."

"Try to make Mo and Shen get married as soon as possible."

"Yes." Wu Hao pauses as he holds the pen and looks up at Mo Yanchen. Although he is respectful, he feels a little incredible.

The marriage of Mo and Shen has no influence on him, except that he cares about the existence of Mo Yongqiang?

This idea surprised Wu Hao. He didn't have much ink! I've always had a clear mind and few desires. Except for the one six years ago, the probability of looking at a woman in the right eye is almost o.

"Chief." At this time, Mo Wen also arrived, some of the dust, from the Shen group, he left alone, naturally to investigate the night.

"Back?" Mo Yanchen took the cup and sipped the tea.

Mo Wen sat opposite Wu Hao and looked at Mo Yanchen's report: "chief, this group of people are the same as those who attacked his wife in the film and television city last time. Even the bullets are of the same type."

He said, and took out the evidence, including some of his investigations, and handed it to Mo Yanchen.

At night, black covers the earth, like a layer of hazy and mysterious color.

After Mo Yongqiang sent Shen Ziqian to the hospital, he went back to the company to deal with something. He didn't finish his work until 8 p.m., stretching and closing his eyes on the leather chair.

All kinds of pictures constantly emerge in his mind, and the figures of Shen Chengjing and Shen Ziqian constantly overlap in his mind.

"Zi." At this time, a sudden power failure, the whole building in the dark.

Mo Yongqiang opened his eyes and reached for his mobile phone. Suddenly, his hand was held down.

"Who?" He suddenly surprised, opened his eyes and looked ahead, saw a tall figure standing in front of the desk, picked up his mobile phone.

"Isn't it a bit of an accident?" Each other deep voice a smile, the voice is not cold millet.

Mo Yongqiang vigilantly looking at this person, the building happened to power failure, he appeared! It's no coincidence.

"Who are you?"

"You don't have to know who I am, but I'm here to help you."

As a young master of the Mo family, Mo Yongqiang has a sense of superiority that other people don't have since he was a child. He naturally won't accept other people's mistakes.

"I don't care who you are, don't play tricks on me in my territory!"

The man ignored, just playing with his mobile phone, meaningfully said: "no less, words can not be too full, wait a few minutes."

When he wanted to get up, he felt something cold against his forehead. It was a silver pistol.

"Bell." Then his landline rang.

"Pick it up." The other party's gun shook slightly, indicating that he would answer the phone.