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As Assistant Lin drove away, Dong Xingyun, who was standing in the warehouse, took a deep breath to suppress the rage in his chest.

"You helped Yin Duanwu dispose of these corpses."

Hearing this, a bodyguard said in astonishment;

"Mr. Dong, isn't this an opportunity to take advantage of Yin Duanwu?"

"We are eyewitnesses. We saw him murder with our own eyes. If we threaten him with this condition, we can send him in in minutes..."

Dong Xingyun's face twitched, and he wished he could pick up the pistol that Yin Duanwu dropped on the ground and send it to his bodyguard.

idiot!

What a fool!

Stupid.

"Do you have any brains? Why do you think Yin Duanwu dares to kill people in front of me? Doesn't he have any leverage over me?"

"Besides, what do you say when the police come? People ask you why Yin Duanwu only killed these three people, but left us who were also at the scene. How do you explain?"

"Yin Duanwu is thinking about his old friendship? When Yin Duanwu called us to come, we didn't know about it at all?"

Dong Xingyun hated that iron could not become steel, and his anger that he did not dare to express against Yin Duanwu was all directed at these bodyguards;

"As long as you are not an idiot, I can guarantee that the gun Yin Duanwu used to kill was 100% smuggled in by us, and the ax he used to kill was brought back by our cargo ship."

"He has resources in this area, so he might have my fingerprints on these things at the scene."

Yes, Dong Xingyun's cooperation with the Bloody Clothes Sect also included smuggling.

This is why Dong Xingyun has not dared to expand on a large scale in recent years.

Yin Duanwu has these handles and all the evidence of smuggling in his hands.

If he makes Yin Duanwu unhappy, just because of this, he can destroy the Mingyue Group, which is now a tall building.

Even though Mingyue Group is the top force in Hong Kong City.

But destroying it, often just brick by brick, is enough to make this ten thousand-foot tall building collapse.

The handles that Yin Duanwu has in his hands are just a lot more than the handles that he has in his hands!

The next moment, Dong Xingyun took a deep breath;

"Pick up the pieces!"

"Don't make me say it a second time."

After saying the last words, Dong Xingyun got into the Rolls-Royce Phantom and rubbed his brows as he looked at the missing golden figure at the front of the car.

The empty space suddenly made the Rolls-Royce's originally round and natural aura lose a bit of flavor.

It was like a tiger that had been standing tall and bold, but suddenly had its teeth ripped out. Even when it bared its teeth and grinned, it lost some of its intimidating power. This was undoubtedly Yin Duanwu's warning to himself.

Otherwise, in order to vent his anger, he could have smashed the car, but he chose to attack the little golden man instead.

It’s a total provocation!

He was hinting to Dong Xingyun that you are just a tiger without claws and fangs in front of me. You should keep your tail and ambition in check.

As soon as he thought about this, his face became a little gloomy.

In fact, in the early years, Dong Xingyun had not thought about using the relationship between the Blood Clothes Sect to directly kill Yin Duanwu.

But every time the killers sent out by the Blood Clothes Sect never came back, and there was no news.

It was obvious that all these people had capsized in the gutter.

Later, Yin Duanwu suddenly ridiculed himself in public one time, thanking Mr. Dong for all the little tricks behind his back, otherwise he would not have the opportunity to warm up and do nothing!

I hope Mr. Dong won’t be the old-school stinky fish and rotten shrimp, and he can make it more difficult.

If Mr. Dong doesn't mind, he can do it himself.

In the eyes of other entrepreneurs attending the meeting, Yin Duanwu's words were probably a mockery of the overt and covert struggles in the market between the two parties.

But at that time, Dong Xingyun's eyelids were twitching wildly, and the entire business meeting was not even finished, because he was afraid that Yin Duanwu Lei Ting, who was filled with hatred in his heart, would take action and hurriedly left.

Only Dong Xingyun knew exactly what Yin Duanwu was referring to.

At that time, he understood that it was undoubtedly fanciful to expect an ordinary killer from the Blood Clothes Sect to kill Yin Duanwu.

This guy himself is also a top master, and he even paid a lot of money to hire several masters from the Blood Clothes Sect to act as bodyguards and protect him.

If a fight really breaks out, Yin Duanwu doesn't even need to end up. Assistant Lin can crush his bodyguards to death by himself.

Half an hour later, Dong Xingyun's assistant got into the car.

He turned around and glanced at Dong Xingyun, whose face was as gloomy as water, and asked tentatively.

"Mr. Dong, are you just going to let Yin Duanwu sit on your head and poop and pee?"

Suck it up! ?

impossible!

Dong Xingyun raised his eyelids, and with a strong sense of aggrievedness in his chest, he sneered;

"Of course not. I have to at least understand why Yin Duanwu cares so much about the medical skills exchange competition, right?"

"Don't worry about Yin Duanwu, let the people from the Blood Medical Hall continue to cause trouble, and contact the Feilong Society at the same time. Aren't they doing things like buying and selling by force all day long?"

"Just in time, let their people test the Chinese Medical Hall. I must know the reason why Yin Duanwu went crazy suddenly and inexplicably today."

If the tiger doesn't show off its power, do you really think I'm afraid of you?

I'm not going to confront you head-on, and I won't even send out anyone from the Bloody Clothes Sect.

You, Yin Duanwu, don't even have any evidence, so why are you causing trouble for me?

……

The next day, when Fang Mo got up from the bed, Ning Yuelan was still asleep.

The woman was indeed tired the night before. Fang Jiuran and Fang Chen had been traveling all over the country, but Ning Yuelan was not.

When she was in Hong Kong City, she was carrying the burden of thousands of employees of the Ning Group.

These people are all counting on the Ning Group for food. If Mr. Ning makes a decision-making mistake, the result will be that these people will be laid off collectively.

Therefore, Ning Yuelan's pressure is also not small.

Even after she lost her memory, she never had a day to spare. On the way to the port city, she was surrounded by leaders of overseas killer organizations like Liu Yaoyao.

Couples must be cautious when waiting for an opportunity to get close to each other.

Ning Yuelan was always in high spirits. The night before yesterday, her husband finally fulfilled his wish and went with her to the beach. She was exhausted physically and mentally from playing and could have had a good sleep.

As a result, her mother-in-law dragged her all night long and talked about trivial family feuds. Ning Yuelan looked no different from her eighteen or nineteen-year-old self, but her body and bones were not as strong as those of a real young person.

After years of working with the Ning Group, Ning Yuelan's stomach problems got better. After the flash wedding, Ning Yuelan's stomach problems got better with the help of Fang Mo and Xiaojie.

She doesn't have as much energy as young people.

In other words, not only are they not as energetic as young people, but their physical fitness is even worse than that of ordinary young people.

Extremely delicate.

Fang Mo felt sorry for the woman, but there was nothing he could do.

We can't let Ning Yuelan give up the Ning Group to others. Ning Jinhua, a father, has no interest in doing business.

Mr. Ning relied on his daughter Ning Yuelan to carry on the foundation he had worked hard for half his life.

As time goes by, Ning Yuelan will collapse from exhaustion sooner or later.

This trip to the port city provided Ning Yuelan with a chance to take a breather.

In fact, for a behemoth like Ning, it may be difficult to continue to expand and develop.

After all, taking the next step is easier said than done.

A city only has so many resources. If it wants to continue to develop, it must find new ways out and development directions.

Where are there so many blank markets?

But stabilizing the family business is not difficult for Ning Yuelan.

She is simply too ambitious and has been creating pressure on herself for many years.

Without her, the Ning Group would not collapse easily.

Many tasks can still be carried out in an orderly manner without the personal guidance of Chairman Ning Yuelan.

Whether it is a trip to the capital or a trip to the port city.

The fact that the Ning Group has not received any negative news is enough to prove that it is not difficult to maintain this foundation after growing to its current scale.

Others below can also keep the company running.

Ning Yuelan has gradually begun to understand this truth recently!

"But there is another reason why Sister Yuelan has been afraid to take a rest. It probably comes from the shares in Ning Huarong's hands, right?"

While Fang Mo was brushing his teeth, he glanced at the woman outside who was still sleeping soundly with the quilt in her arms.

Her eyebrows stretched out, and there was a slight smile on her lips, as if she was immersed in a sweet dream.

Fang Mo sighed;

"Before, there was Ning Huarong, an uncle who was eyeing her fiercely. Sister Yuelan didn't dare to rest easily because she was afraid that Ning Huarong, relying on the direct blood relationship of the Ning family, would make random decisions that would directly bring the Ning Group into trouble. "

Speaking of which, Fang Mo did not provide much help to Ning Yuelan.

At least because of the "Awakening Age" incident, Ning Huarong was completely kicked out in full view of the public.

At that time, when he saw Yan Ruan Ruan and Yan Xiaoman entering the Ning Group to visit, Fang Mo knew that Ning Huarong must be behind this incident.

Especially after that, Yan Xiaoman gained notoriety after being photographed in the Ning Group. News spread that Yan Xiaoman planned to seek peace, deliberately smearing Timmy Studio in order to aggravate and intensify the conflict between the two families.

The driving force behind this has already been revealed, it is the uncle Ning Huarong.

It's just that Fang Mo and Ning Yuelan were too lazy to argue with this guy, so they never dealt with Ning Huarong.

However, after the trip to Beijing, Fang Mo broke this paper window in front of countless senior executives and designers three days before the press conference.

Not only did it serve as a warning, it was also equivalent to telling Ning Huarong in disguise.

I hold a trump card in my hand. If you disgust me again and force me to break up with you...

I can send you the trump card directly!

Since then, Ning Huarong has become much more honest, and even disappeared from the sight of the Ning Group for a long time.

It was precisely because Ning Huarong faded out of the sight of Ning's group management that Ning Yuelan's pressure suddenly became much less stressful.

After washing up, Fang Mo walked out of the room.

I bumped into my mother at the door, and Fang Jiuran called me son angrily;

"The brat is up? Where's Yuelan? Is she up? I have something to ask her about..."

"Shh!"

Before Fang Mo could close the door, he saw his mother whistling in the corridor and quickly made a hissing gesture at him;

"Mom, Sister Yuelan didn't get a good rest last night. She was worried about my safety a while ago."

"So she didn't sleep much. She didn't have time to rest for two days until I was rescued. As a result, you pulled her in for a long talk the night before yesterday. Didn't you see that her face was swollen from the sleep last morning?"

"You can come back to her after she wakes up. Let her have a good rest today."

Fang Jiuran was stunned for a moment, and then he looked at the young couple's room with his lips pouting and his face apologetically.

"That's it. I forgot that this kid is usually under a lot of pressure."

She stamped her foot in annoyance;

"It's my fault too. I shouldn't have taken her to chat with her the day before yesterday. Then I'll come find her after she wakes up."

"Oh! By the way, your father said that Yin Duanwu called him in the morning, but he didn't answer the phone, so you have time to ask your Uncle Yin."

"I asked?"

Fang Mo was startled;

"It's not like they don't know each other. Can't we just ask dad to call Uncle Yin?"

Fang Jiuran glared at his son angrily;

"Your father is still thinking about the last time Yin Duanwu kicked him out at the Haozheng Steel Plant."

"I don't want to say a word to Yin Duanwu at all, and Yin Duanwu and your father don't have a good attitude. On the contrary, his attitude towards you can be better."

"Your father wants you to ask what's going on with Mr. Yin of the high-ranking Haozheng Steel Factory?"

"After all, we are busy people with many things to do. We commoners like us who call people rashly are afraid of delaying their affairs. It would be bad if it affects Mr. Yin's ability to make money."

The old lady talks duplicity and speaks in strange and strange ways.

Fang Mo broke into a cold sweat after hearing this.

Good guys, it's not me who kicked you out of Haozheng Steel Factory.

Why does it seem that Uncle Yin has a nicer attitude when talking to me, but we are both on the opposite side of you and have become a team?

He smiled bitterly; "Okay, I'll take the time to call Uncle Yin later."

After saying this, Fang Mo glanced at the old woman who was standing there without moving a single step;

"Mom, do you have anything else to do?"

"what?"

Fang Jiuran coughed dryly;

"No, um... does Yue Lan have any favorite soup or delicacies?"

"If she's not used to the food here in Hong Kong City, can I cook her something delicious myself?"

"By the way, a couple of days ago I was reading about a soothing soup that helps people sleep on the Internet. It's very effective. It's said that it uses pigeon meat stewed in a pot for three hours and is mixed with wolfberry, barley, and peony. It's good for people to rest."

"It can relieve stress appropriately."

Fang Mo was stunned for a moment, seeing that the always lively old lady suddenly felt a little reserved, and then he realized that she was worried about the reproach he just said.

I was worried about the impact on Ning Yuelan's rest the night before yesterday, and wanted to find a chance to make it up to Sister Yuelan.

Fang Mo sighed;

"Mom, it's okay. She also likes to chat with you. Don't feel any mental pressure or psychological burden."

"They are all in the south. The food here is almost the same as that in Jiangcheng. How can she be not used to it?"

Fang Jiuran muttered his lips;

"After all, the food outside is not clean, so why not cook it at home?"

Hearing this, Fang Mo felt as if he was being transported back to middle school.

At that time, this was what I always said.

But are you sure you are qualified to say this now?

You and your dad traveled to major cities across the country. According to my dad’s description, how long has it been since you cooked in person?

You two eat out every day, but you still think that the food outside is unclean?

"Oh, okay, okay, don't worry about it. I will study what Yue Lan wants to eat later and cook for her myself so that she can feel the warmth of her mother-in-law."

"Yuelan is a child from a single-parent family. When you are with her, you must be more tolerant and understanding. She is in need of love."

Hearing this, Fang Mo nodded and almost blurted out something.

It's up to you! ?

But then I thought about it, this is my own mother, if I talk to her in this tone, it will inevitably be a meal of fried meat with a belt.

I started to beat myself up but there was no psychological burden at all.

And Fang Mo also knows that Fang Jiuran's character is such that once he decides on anything, even ten cows can't pull him back.

Since she wanted to maintain a good relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law and cook soup for Sister Yuelan to bring warmth, she had no reason to stop her.

"Well, I see!"

After saying the last words, Fang Mo picked up his things and went downstairs and left the hotel.

Fang Jiuran stood there, taking a look at the young people's favorite delicacies on his mobile phone, and the more he looked at it, the deeper his frown deepened;

"It's all fried food, which is not good for the body. As expected, I still have to play in person."

Just do it as soon as you think of it. As soon as Fang Jiuran thought about it, he searched the nearest department store to buy tableware.

Fang Jiuran, a middle-aged woman, wants to use her own way to make her new daughter-in-law feel the warmth of maternal love.