I can see luck! People who get married in a vegetative state make crazy money

The inner anxiety cannot be concealed.

The two of them looked haggard, and anyone could tell that they were worried about Ming Nuan.

"Check again."

Pei Zhengyan had been up all night, and his eyes were full of red bloodshot.

"Mr. Pei."

The secretary came in and frowned and said, "Did Mo's side ask if there was any news?"

Pei Zhengyan was worried at the moment.

After hearing the news about Mo's family, he even felt a little angry.

His daughter got out safely, and her husband was with her, as a man.

What did Mo Shiyan promise her before?

Why is there so much blood in the mountain stream?

"No news." Pei Zhengyan sneered.

"Ok."

The secretary hesitated for a while, and then said, "It seems that the Mo Group has encountered some problems. Should we lend a hand?"

Pei Zhengyan's face was tense.

"What help do you need? I haven't even bothered about his grandson taking my daughter out and ended up with something like this!"

He was angry.

Just trying to suppress it.

The secretary said nothing and retreated respectfully and carefully.

After all, the boss's daughter, whom he had finally found, had gone missing abroad. Now everyone in the company was walking on tiptoe for fear of offending the boss.

Wait for someone to leave.

Gu Yu, who had been silent, finally spoke up: "Really not going to help?"

"The group owned by the aristocratic family is different from a company like yours that was built in one generation. They are very complicated. Mo Shiyan was there before."

"I can hold it down."

"The old man of the Mo family is in poor health and is old now."

"I'm afraid I can't suppress those people."

"As for Mo Shiyan's brother and sister, they are just greenhorns and can't do anything."

Gu Yu narrowed his eyes and asked again, "Are you really not going to help?"

Pei Zhengyan was angry for a while, then leaned back in his chair and said, "Of course I was trying to scare them."

"Why shouldn't I care?"

"If Mo Shiyan refuses to divorce, then we won't divorce."

Pei Zhengyan tapped the table twice with his index finger, "Then the Mo family will have half of my daughter's property."

Essentially.

Pei Zhengyan and Mo Shiyan are of the same kind.

When it comes to extracting profits, he is quite sensitive.

Suppose one day, Ming Nuan wants to divorce Mo Shiyan.

He would also help Ming Nuan get half of the Mo family's property.

Those will all belong to my daughter in the future.

Gu Yu: "Well said."

"Let them suffer a little first." Pei Zhengyan sneered, "It was that old man who disliked my daughter at the beginning. I gave him face."

The Mo family really could not live in peace.

Especially Mr. Mo.

Years of coma have made him increasingly unable to handle the affairs of the group.

Moreover, every word Mo Shiyan said in the past has now turned into a boomerang and stabbed him.

Times are different.

The old ways are not applicable to current group management.

Coupled with Mo Shiyan's disappearance, the old man felt exhausted.

But at this time.

Fu Chuan, that troublemaker, actually wants to squeeze into the Mo family.

Mr. Mo sat in his seat and watched Fu Chuan come in accompanied by some people from the group.

Fu Chuan looked full of energy, like a dog who had finally found a good owner who satisfied him.

"Old man, don't be so stubborn."

"Look at how sincere Xiaochuan is. He took out such a large amount of money in one go to participate in our project. Such a large investment is not something that can be easily obtained."

Fu Chuan's face was full of arrogance.

This old guy from Mohist school has one foot in the coffin, how can he possibly defeat a young man?

"I don't agree. Anything can enter the door of Mo Group now?" Mr. Mo's high blood pressure, which had been lowered with great difficulty, showed signs of rising again.

Fu Chuan said calmly, "There is nothing I can do if you don't agree."

“You are not responsible for this project.”

Mr. Mo looked at the people standing next to Fu Chuan.

They cleaned it up again and again, but just like what Gu Yu said, it was impossible to completely clean up the Aristocratic Group.

Especially...when Mo Shiyan is missing.

People who originally couldn't have any treacherous thoughts will now have them.

"Old man, I won't advise you otherwise."

"In fact, Fu Chuan is also a good kid. Of course, we also know that he can't compare with President Mo. President Mo is a genius. There are so many young people in our family, who can compare with President Mo."

This group of people saw that Mo Shiyan was no longer there anyway.

He did not hesitate to use words of flattery.

"But now, isn't President Mo missing?"

"To be honest, a place like that."

"I can come back alive..."

He didn't even finish his words.

Mr. Mo picked up the ashtray next to him and smashed it hard on the head of the person who was speaking.

There was a bang.

The skin is torn apart!