The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Mu Tan's face was gloomy.

The fire two years ago caused Ao Qijun to misunderstand Gu Weimian deeply.

But they know the truth.

Even in the past two years, they have been receiving assistance from Gu Weimian.

When Gu Siyu stole Gu Weimian's idea about "smartphones".

Mao Wenbo did it faster than anyone else.

He went directly to Gu Siyu.

What's going on now?

Shitou directly pressed the pick-up button and turned on the hands-free.

There was silence for a few seconds on the other end of the phone.

Mao Wenbo spoke in a low voice, his voice a little dry.

"Brother Mu..."

These two words made everyone present see his depression and loss.

Mu Tan frowned slightly.

No words were spoken.

Mao Wenbo knew that Mutan was listening,

"Brother Mu, the technology of the mobile phone screen...hasn't been transferred to Noah yet?"

Several people's eyes widened.

Shitou was about to speak when he was suppressed by Mu Tan.

Mutan's hoarse voice rang in the office,

"Not yet, what?"

Mao Wenbo's heavy breathing came from the other end of the phone,

"Ning... is also very interested. Maybe we can make a deal in private."

The muscles on Shi Shi's face were twitching, and if it weren't for the pressure of the other two people, he would have dropped the phone.

Mu Tan's expression was calm,

"Ning's family...isn't it also Noah's?"

"It's not Ning's mobile phone, I mean... Ning's Group, Miss Ning is very interested in your screen technology.

His voice became lower and lower,

"Actually...even if you own Chongyan's shares, the money you can get is limited after all. Miss Ning said that she is willing to invest, and we can start our own company, independent from the Ning family, and belong to our own company..."

Shitou shouted loudly:

"Mao Wenbo, get as far away from me as you can!"

His mood became a little excited, "Do you have any bottom line? Last time, Mianmian was injured and hospitalized, and now..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mu Tan on the side:

"Shitou, shut up."

Mutan's voice was very calm, and there was no unnecessary emotion on his face.

Shitou's eyes widened in disbelief, "Brother Mu!"

Mao Wenbo also couldn't believe it.

When Shi Shi scolded him, he even wanted to hang up the phone in shame.

But he didn't expect Mutan to break the stone.

There was a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

But in my ears was the hard and cold voice of Mu Tan,

"Mao Wenbo, don't let me see you, otherwise... I will definitely kill you."

The burn scars on his face had faded.

His once handsome appearance was restored.

But the vocal cords have not recovered yet. They are eerie and rough, as if they have a terrible texture rolled in gravel.

It contrasted with his very delicate face, making people shudder unexpectedly.

On the other side, Mao Wenbo felt a chill down his back.

Then there was a bitter taste in the mouth.

"Brother Mu, I know you all look down on me and feel that I have betrayed you... But everyone is selfish and must always consider themselves. I have my own difficulties too."

"I know your difficulties." Mu Tan interrupted him again.

"you know?"

"Your daughter is sick, suffering from heart disease." Mutan said in a low voice, unhurriedly, "And her condition is very bad now."

Mao Wenbo was really stunned now.

He sat there blankly, his eyes instantly turning red.

His hand holding the phone tightened.

"Brother Mu..."

The voice is hoarse.

Good night~