Seeing Mo Qingfeng like this, Wang Hao was a little funny, but it was really fast, grabbed his neckline, directly found a place near the ground, pulled Mo Qingfeng back to the 36th floor, and threw him on the sofa in his office, at this moment, his heartbeat was still above two hundred, looking at Wang Hao's eyes full of fear, the scene of fear just now, as if it was still swirling in his mind.

The feeling of walking through a ghost gate, he still remembers vividly.

"As a man, you should be a talker, I don't know, what you promised me just now, is it still a word? If you don't talk, I will definitely throw you down from here. ”

"If you don't say anything, I'll send someone to get it, and it will be in your hands soon. ”

Hearing Mo Qingfeng say this, Wang Hao had a smile on his face, very satisfied, came to him, and patted him on the shoulder: "You early, promise, there won't be so much fear, hello, I'm good, everyone, why do you have to challenge me." ”

Mo Qingfeng nodded like a rattle.

Wang Hao sat opposite Luo Xinfeng, grabbed a cup from the coffee table in front of him, poured a cup of tea, and drank it leisurely.

"By the way, Manager Mo, I have one more thing to discuss with you, I hope you can think about it carefully. ”

Mo Qingfeng nodded like a rattle, still in a state of panic.

"I heard that the demolition and resettlement project of Yonghefang was taken by your Mohs Group, and the land near Yonghefang belongs to your Mohs Group, is this matter true?"

Hearing Wang Hao say this, he felt in his heart that something was going to happen again, but he didn't dare to disobey the document number, so he could only nod and explain truthfully.

"You're right. ”

"I don't know, how much money are you going to pay for these things? I plan to take down the land near oil and powder and the demolition project, you are sincere. ”

"We at Mohs Group have absolute confidence in the Yonghefang project, so we don't want to sell it, but if you want to buy it, I may be able to discuss it with my father. ”

Hearing his mother say this, Wang Hao wanted to laugh a little, this feeling, Wang Hao liked it very much, his favorite feeling was that when he saw his opponent, he hated himself and couldn't kill himself.

"Okay, then you go and call your father now, I'll talk to him, what do you think? By the way, I'm not alone, behind me is the International Allure Group, you should have heard of it." ”

Mo Xinfeng was completely stunned, after hearing the words "Allure of the Country", his face changed one after another, he never thought that they did not set him, when did they offend the ancestor of the International Allure, it can be said that in the entire Donghua City, they would rather offend the government than the International Studios.

You must know that the international Allure City is the master of the rich, and they can be stoned to death with money.

Can he Mo Qingfeng not be afraid?

Mo Qingfeng's arms trembled a little, and then he walked from the sofa to his office, the distance of two or three meters also made him walk for a minute, and his two thighs trembled so badly that it looked like he was having an epileptic seizure.

When he came to the office desk, he picked up the phone on the desk, and then dialed a number to call his father Mo Fan.

After the phone was just connected, Wang Hao, who was standing next to him, took the phone.

"Hello, is it Mo Qingfeng's brother? ”

After Mo Fan on the other end of the phone heard this unfamiliar voice, the expression on his face froze, and then asked, "Who is Your Excellency." ”

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters, do you want to know what I'm going to do?"

"Then what do you want to do?" asked Mo Fan on the other end of the phone.

"I don't want to do anything, but if you don't like me, even if I don't want to do something, I'll find something I want to do. ”

The wooden board on the other end of the phone was confused by Wang Hao's messy words, and then, there was some anger in his tone, and he said directly: "Can you be happy." ”

Hearing Mo Fan's strongest words, Wang Hao was a little stunned, but a smile crossed the corner of his mouth, and he muttered in his heart: "Sure enough, ginger is still old and spicy, hard, I like it." ”

"How about we make a deal. ”

"What deal?"

Hearing that Mo Fan liked Wang Hao, he laughed, and then said: "Let your Mo Group be in a slump of trading." ”

"Your son's life is now in my hands, if you want your son or not, it depends on what you do, if I'm not mistaken, you should just be this one seedling, if you are old, if the white-haired man sends the black-haired man, then the deal can be over now." ”

Hearing these words in the future, Mo Fan'er's heart was ten thousand Cao Nima rushing by.

"You dare to hurt my son's hair, I am poor and fall into the Yellow Spring, you want you to die without a place to bury. ”

"Are you threatening me?" Wang Hao asked into the phone.

"If you think it's a threat, it's a threat, I don't care what you want, first ensure my son's safety, otherwise the transaction will not be discussed. ”

"Your son, I will keep a life, as for whether he is safe or not, it is my business. After Wang Hao won this sentence, his eyes fell on Mo Qingfeng, who was trembling next to him, and directly slapped him.

Mo Qingfeng screamed miserably and fell to the ground, with a blood-red palm print on his face, and his eyes were full of fear when he looked at Wang Hao.

Mo Fan, who was on the other end of the phone, heard his son's scream, and suddenly became nervous, his voice was also a little soft, and asked, "What kind of deal are you going to make?"

"I want you, the Mohs Group has a project in the hands of the Yonghefang development project during the demolition period, do you agree or not. ”

Mo Fan on the other end of the phone fell into silence, on one side was the development project of the Yonghefang demolition project, and on the other side was his only son.

A minute later, Wang Hao asked: "Has the old man thought about it? If I were you, I would definitely not consider it, a money-making project, compared with my own love, does this still need to be considered?

Hearing Wang Hao's words, Mo Fan's heart was like overturning a jar of old vinegar, not a taste.

"Okay, you have to make sure my son is safe, the Lama Fang development project is yours. ”

"Refreshing, you have to be refreshing early, I won't smoke your son. ”

Then Wang Hao threw the phone to his mother lying on the ground, and the wind, sitting on the sofa, began to drink tea lightly again.

At this moment, at the door of the general manager's office, more than a dozen security guards have arrived here......