Cold Soldier King Pretty President

Mr. Fang was not lucky at the moment. He said tremblingly: "don't do it, brother. You have something to say! There's something to say! "

Ye Mo also slowly spewed out a mouthful of smoke at this time, then picked up the dagger and patted the side face of the patting party, saying: "now I know it's called brother, how do I think you were using your grandson before?"

Fang Zong also turned pale when he heard this. At least he was a person who had been on the road. He was not only cruel to others, but also cruel to himself when he needed to. Then he raised his hand and slapped himself hard and said: "I'm damned! I'm a jerk! It's because I have eyes and don't know Taishan that offends my brother. I'm the grandson. I'm the real grandson! "

Mr. Fang is not polite to himself these two times. Both sides of his face swelled with the speed visible to the naked eye. Ye Mo also said with a faint smile: "if you are a hard bone, I still have some interest in cleaning up. It's really meaningless to counsellor. In other words, it's said that Mr. Fang had mixed with the society in his early years. How can you become so counsellor now?"

Fang always hear this in the heart also have a MMP don't know when not to say, but look at that still in front of their own dagger, Fang always or continue to admit counsels.

If it wasn't for the situation being stronger than others, it would be impossible for him to be as soft as such a hairy boy by his cruel means in his early years. The brothers who followed him in those years, even the youngest, would have to cry when they saw him!

"Why, look at Mr. Fang's resentful little eyes. I don't think you are satisfied. If you can't, let's practice alone. If necessary, I'll let you do it with one hand." Ye Mo laughs jokingly.

Fang always heard this also instantly surprised out of a cold sweat, thought Ye Mo is changing the pattern, find an excuse to deal with him, quickly said: "take it! I'm really convinced! I'm convinced, big brother

Although he didn't smile, he couldn't do it with a sad face. At least Ye Mo didn't feel strong. He lifted the dagger and nailed it directly to the desk. The thick solid wood table was like tofu in front of the dagger. Seeing that the dagger was completely submerged and only a handle was left, Fang always felt that his crotch was chilly. How powerful was that!

Ye Mo then glanced at Mr. Fang and said with a smile, "Mr. Fang, you are also a smart man. Let's open the window and say" lighten up ". The money you owe our company..."

"Pay back! I'll pay you back! It's a matter of course that someone on our side will not dare to do it even if he is morally corrupt. Just now he was joking with you, brother. I don't know if you want cash or check? " Fang always asked with a smiling face.

However, his voice fell down and he was slapped by Ye Mo: "are you playing silly or teasing me, how do you want me to take back tens of millions of accounts, truck towing! Direct transfer. "

Fang always dare not neglect, a few short and fat fingers are tapping on the keyboard, and the remittance is completed in a short time. Now ye Mo, the God of killing, is watching. Fang always dares not play tricks. As for whether he can find this scene in the future, it is not in his consideration. He is thankful to send Ye Mo away smoothly.

Facts have proved that Mr. Fang is really good at money. After finishing the remittance, he gritted his teeth, then opened the safe in the office and said, "brother, I was confused for a while and played an immature joke. This money can be regarded as my personal compensation to you, just as a little tea water fee."

"Mr. Fang's tea fee is quite a lot, but how can it be fun?" Ye Mo said with a smile.

Mr. Fang also breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. Although he had just transferred tens of millions of yuan, that was the account he should have paid. He did not lose the interest he had earned for such a long time in vain, but the million yuan was real gold and silver.

Just as president Fang just put his heart down, he immediately listened to Ye Mo's words and said, "it's not easy to hold a million in your hand. Should you at least prepare a pocket for me?"

Fang always can't help but slap himself when he hears this. How can he be so simple just now? No one in the world has ever thought too much money.

Holding a bulging bag of money and going out, the female secretary at the front desk saw Ye Mo as if she had seen a ghost. She had seen all the violent and bloody scenes before. If she had faced Ye Mo's evil smile before, her heart would have been a little rippling. But she was not only afraid but also afraid, and her body trembled involuntarily.

When ye Mo came to the downstairs hall, those gangsters had already dispersed. Sure enough, the mob was the mob. Maybe he could take the whole Binjiang back to his pocket. But the president Fang had just been repaired so miserably, and his posture was still so low. If he didn't have a reasonable reason, he was more or less suspected of bullying others.

But ye Mo didn't know. Just after he left the gate of the new town, the back foot always made out the reason for ye Mo to start.

"Sunspot, I'm your fourth brother. It's such a situation... I don't care what his background is. He must die tonight! Nothing can make him leave Binjiang alive! " In the messy office, Mr. Fang yelled at the phone. Look at the documents and the smashed monitors there. It's obvious that Yemo had a good vent after he left.

Then a cold voice came from the other end of the phone: "fourth brother, don't worry, that boy can't go back alive."

After venting, general manager Fang also lost a lot of Qi. At the moment, he also told him: "don't be too careless. That boy is a practitioner. He is good at Kung Fu. I despised the enemy and suffered losses under him before."

On the other end of the phone, he said with a smile: "fourth brother, you don't worry about my work. It's not the first time I've done this kind of thing. I'm familiar with it. Even if ye man has ten of them, I can't stop him!"

Fang always hears these words also gradually ease down, at the beginning he chooses gold basin to wash his hands, but it doesn't mean that he quits the river's Lake completely.

Today, everything on Binjiang Road is taken care of by his youngest brother. He is a real local snake. His younger brother has a fountain. They are all masters of their own work. That boy has to pay for his own behavior.

On the other hand, ye Mo's face changed slightly after returning to the temporary residence with the bag of money. Before, Bai Jie said that she had returned to Jiangbei. What's the situation with her car parked here now!

However, just at this time, Bai Jie, accompanied by Jin Qiqiu, comes out. Seeing that they are talking and laughing, ye Mo's eyebrows are wrinkled.

"Miss Bai, talk about Cao Cao. Cao Cao is here. You see brother Ye is back!" Jin Qiqiu then points to Ye Mo's position. Bai Jie subconsciously turns her head. When her eyes collide with Ye Mo, she also lowers her head.

"You have already returned to Jiangbei. Why are you here?" Ye Mo opened his mouth and threw the money bag with a million dollars to Jin Qiqiu.

Rao is with Jin Qiqiu's determination to see the bundle of big bills inside also can't help but be startled, brother ye this trip out where to hit the autumn wind, this trip harvest is not small!

Bai Jie said at the moment: "brother ye, I heard that a friend of Yao Yao was injured, so I came by to have a look. I didn't expect... I didn't expect..."

Bai Jie can't go on talking about it. I heard that? Who is she listening to?

Tao Ran suffered a gunshot wound. No matter how much Li Yao trusted her, she couldn't say anything about it. As for whether Bai Jie found here intentionally or unintentionally, ye Mo didn't want to expose it now. At least she was kind-hearted.

"Well, I just made a small fortune. Now that I'm in time, I'll treat you to a good meal." Ye Mo opens a way.

Seeing that ye Mo didn't mean to investigate, Bai Jie was finally relieved. But Jin Qiqiu was acutely aware of something from their brief conversation and their respective facial expressions. Then he coughed two times and said, "brother ye, I have an appointment with my friend at noon. Why don't you have dinner with Miss Bai? I'm always strict and principled, Since I have promised my friend, I will not break my appointment. "

Jin Qiqiu gives Ye Mo a look that all men know. The implication is that he won't tell Li Yao even if he kills him. Now it's a chance for them to be alone.

"You, you, whatever, say, where are you going to eat?" Ye Mo points to Jin Qiqiu and turns to Bai Jie.

Bai Jie was still curious about the connection between tight mouthed and broken appointment. When she heard Ye Mo's words, her heart twitched and said, "brother ye, I know there's a western restaurant here. It's said that it's not bad. Why don't we try there?"

Ye Mo said with a smile: "OK, wait for me for a few minutes. I'll go up and change my clothes. I've just moved and I'm sweating. I have to pay attention to my image in public places."

That is to say, when ye Mozhen came out again after taking a shower, he was impressed with the image of a pair of slippers and big underpants, which was not as good as the casual clothes he wore before.

Of course, when you meet people with the right eyes, inclusiveness will become very broad. At least in Bai Jie's eyes, ye Mo's dress is a reflection of his true temperament, which is not artificial at all.

However, it is embarrassing that not everyone is as tolerant to Ye Mo as Bai Jie. When they come to the door of the western restaurant, they are mercilessly stopped by the doorman.

Excuse me, sir. Are you here for dinner The doorman spoke politely, but glancing at Ye Mo's slippers and underpants, his eyes were full of disdain.

"Nonsense, is it hard to come here without eating? Am I going to the theatre?" Yemer responded.

"Do you have a membership card, sir? Let's get a membership card here. We can get two thousand for three thousand. We can bring friends here twice more. " That doorman specially bites "twice", which is a disguised reminder of Yemo's consumption level.