Mo Yang

Qin Mao, who was so poor that he couldn't even afford his father's medical expenses before the Ching Ming Festival, actually had 20 renminbi in his bank card.This incident exceeded the expectations of everyone present.

Facing Qiao Yang's persecution, Lao Qin was also at a loss like everyone else.His face was reflected blue by the ATM machine, and his eyes were amazingly bright: "This card should only have more than 3000, I, I don't know..."

"Call your brother." Han Mo said suddenly, took out the phone from his pocket and handed it to Lao Qin.

"My brother? Oh, yes, my brother..." Lao Qin suddenly realized that he was about to reach for his phone.

Sun Changming snatched the phone away.The tall and strong man took two steps back and looked at the three people in front of him warily: "What are you doing? Han Mo, why did you allow Lao Qin to use the phone without permission? Lao Qin, where did you get so much money?"

"Don't be nervous, I'll tell you everything. Get out now, there are surveillance cameras on the ATM machine, we look too suspicious." The usual smile on Han Mo's face has disappeared, he calmly waved to several people, and then He reached out and took out Lao Qin's bank card.

The four men hurried to a dark corner.Old Qin clutched his bank card tightly, his body trembling slightly; Han Mo stood beside him, gently pinching his earlobe with his right hand; Sun Changming stood opposite the two of them, his body tense, his face full of vigilance and confusion Qiao Yang stood beside him, breathing rapidly, observing left and right.

Han Mo is still in control of the rhythm, he said to Sun Changming: "If you keep tonight's matter a secret, I will give you 1 yuan."

"What do you mean?" Sun Changming's breathing also became rapid.

"You get Lao Qin's phone first, and let him call to confirm. Don't worry, no matter what, I will give you 1 yuan." Han Mo stretched out his hand to him.

Sun Changming hesitated for a long time before handing over the phone.

Lao Qin called his father, and as soon as he connected, he heard his father laughing: "Mao, our family is rich! Your elder brother gave me 5 yuan today! 5 yuan!"

"Father, what's going on here?"

"Oh, your elder brother's company has made money, a lot of money! He also said to pay back the money he borrowed from you, has he paid it back!?"

"Pay it back, pay it back! Dad, that's great, you have money for medical treatment..." Lao Qin choked up as he spoke, and Han Mo snatched the phone from him: "Hi uncle, I'm Qin Mao Well, yes, you’re welcome, he’s doing pretty well... Uncle, do you have brother Qin’s phone number, Lao Qin wants to thank his brother personally... Lao Qin is a little emotional now, it’s inconvenient to answer the phone, okay , you said... Well, I remember, you should go to bed early, okay."

Old Qin was still sobbing happily.Han Mo ignored him, played with his mobile phone to organize his words, and said to the wide-eyed Sun Changming, "Old Qin's eldest brother is doing private credit, and he asked Lao Qin to invest a sum of principal before, and the monthly income is 250%. It is to invest one yuan in, and it will become two yuan and five yuan a month. Lao Qin borrowed the principal from a few people in our group. I lent him thirty thousand, and now it has become seventy-five thousand. Ten thousand yuan, now it becomes twenty-five thousand yuan, the professor lent him eight thousand yuan, now it becomes twenty thousand yuan, and Tutu’s two thousand yuan, now it is five thousand yuan.”

Sun Changming's throat slid up and down, stimulated by these numbers, a greedy light appeared in his eyes: "You just said to give me [-]..."

"Yes, I'll give you 250. Don't reveal what happened tonight, don't tell Cai Zijie! Don't tell anyone else." Han Mo spoke a little fast, and he was also very emotional - after all, it was a [-]% profit!

Sun Changming thought for a while, and he asked, "Why don't you want others to know?"

"Because this happened inside our online sales, several of us lent money to Lao Qin-you know the discipline, you will be fined for borrowing money, I don't want anyone to use this as a reason to ask for a 'fine' from me '." Han Mo said.

Sun Changming nodded, with a smirk on his face as if he had been hit by a gold brick.

"Okay, let's go get a haircut quickly, and people will become suspicious if it takes too long. Lao Qin, you bind this bank card to Alipay first, and then transfer money to us when you call tomorrow night. Don't cause trouble. Cai Zijie's attention." After finishing the arrangements, Han Mo patted Qiao Yang and Sun Changming, and led them forward.

The three of them walked a few steps, only to find that Lao Qin was standing still.

"Old Qin?" Qiao Yang's mind is now dizzy. Tonight's unexpected incident has filled his mind with information, and he can't distinguish the meaning behind it. It also makes him unable to deal with any changes in front of him. With a sound.

Perhaps a gust of wind blew away the dark clouds blocking the moon, and the surrounding area became a little brighter.The moonlight shone on Lao Qin's raised head, making his grinning mouth look a bit scary... Lao Qin was smiling, a little crazy. It was the first time Qiao Yang saw such a smile, and subconsciously looked at Han Mo. He took a step in front of him, trying to protect the latter behind him.

"I won't go back..." Lao Qin said with that creepy smile, his tone was as weak as ever, but his attitude was tougher, "I have a way to make more money, why do I do shitty Internet marketing? I want to go back I'm home...I want to do business with my brother..." He stepped back as he spoke, as if he was about to run away.

"How dare you!" Sun Changming became anxious, and raised his fist at him, and Lao Qin turned around and ran away.

Han Mo stopped Sun Changming who wanted to chase, and raised his voice and asked, "Qin Mao, do you want to go to jail!"

Lao Qin slammed on the brakes, his shoulders shrugged, and he turned his head slowly, his wretched movements made Qiao Yang frown in disgust.Sun Changming snorted "Humph!" in disdain, and put his hands in his trouser pockets.

Lao Qin tremblingly asked: "You, what did you say?"

"We all know where your brother got the money from. What kind of private loan, it's just usury. The money comes in so fast, I don't believe they are legal debt collection...... Your brother is also good, he met in prison It’s good for my brother, which one is not good! Believe it or not, if I call the police, they will go to prison together with you! Dad himself was stabbed in the back and waited to die outside, right?"

Every word Han Mo uttered was like a sharp needle, and Lao Qin was about to be stabbed with blood all over his body. He squatted on the ground with his head in his hands in panic: "No, no, I..."

"It's not that I won't let you make money." Han Mo stepped forward and slowly walked towards Lao Qin. His movements were elegant, his tone was gentle, and his words were firm and unquestionable. Stay out of the dark and make money, even if things happen one day, you can still be filial in front of your father's bed, can't you?" He bent slightly, put his hands on Lao Qin's shoulders, and his usual expression was on his face. A non-aggressive, highly ornamental smile.

Seeing this smile, both Sun Changming and Qiao Yang couldn't help holding their breath. The former even took a step back in fear, almost tripping over his heels.

Qiao Yang stared at Han Mo's face, thinking desperately, but it seemed to go blank.He looked at Han Mo and said to Lao Qin: "And you need the principal, Lao Qin, we can provide you with the principal. When you needed it most, who extended a helping hand to you? It was me, Qiao Yang , it’s Tu Xiang, it’s Zhu Xian, right? People can’t be ungrateful, don’t you think so?”

"But you're right. Since we already have a way to make money, why do we need to do network marketing anymore? It's indeed time to change our profession... But you also know that those A-levels who made their fortunes in online sales early on Guancheng has taken root, and if we don't want to find a way out, no one will be able to escape from Guoxing... Coincidentally, I have a good way out."

"What is the escape plan?" Qiao Yang couldn't help asking.

Han Mo's eyes shifted from the shivering old Qin to him, and he smiled like a banished fairy under the moonlight: "Dear little sun... Do you know that after the MLM dens are discovered, the members of the MLM organization will all be deported?" ?”

Behind Qiao Yang, Sun Changming, who had been putting his hand in his trouser pocket, moved slightly with his right hand, silently waking up the phone, and dialed the No. 1 quick contact he had set: Cai Zijie.

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