If Shen Zhiluo was a little smarter, he might actually fall in love with her, but it's a pity...
Mo Chen narrowed the look in his eyes and looked away with a hint of regret.
The black Bentley drove smoothly, even somewhat leisurely, and quickly reached its destination - the Public Security Bureau.
…
At two o'clock in the morning, there were few people on the street. However, Su Nanjin came out of the Public Security Bureau just now. His eyes suddenly froze and his face became cold.
The black Bentley parked in an unassuming corner, but still attracted special attention. Bai Song stood outside the car with a professional smile on his face, obviously waiting for him to invite you to the urn.
Bai Song stepped forward slowly and nodded respectfully: "Hello, Mr. Su, Mr. Mo hopes to meet you in the coffee shop."
A cold light flashed in Su Nanjin's eyes, and she sneered: "What if I don't go?"
His whole body exuded a strong aura of violence, and under the moonlight, it looked even more cold.
Bai Song smiled slightly and responded calmly to Su Nanjin's reaction: "Miss Shen, I really want you to come."
Su Nanjin's expression suddenly changed, and the cold light in his eyes instantly turned into a substantial ice blade and shot towards the white pine thorns.
What do you mean, Zhiluo fell into their hands?
Use Zhiluo to threaten him!
"The cafe is not far away, right behind you." Bai Song smiled.
It looked like an invitation but it was clearly a threat.
The corners of his lips tightened into a straight line, and the look in Su Nanjin's eyes became even darker. Without saying a word for the last time, he strode across the white pine trees and walked into the coffee shop.
Bai Song regained his normal color and returned to the car.
There are many small vendors' shops along the street. It was so late and the shops were still lighted. There was only one coffee shop, although there was no one visible inside, not even a shop assistant.
Su Nanjin pushed the door open and saw Mo Chen sitting in the shadows. He was looking at him with slightly raised eyebrows and a half-smile.
This location was chosen very cleverly. A quick glance from the outside in, and he couldn't be seen sitting in the corner at all. However, he could take in every movement in the coffee shop, and could even easily see it through the large bright floor-to-ceiling windows. The conversation between Su Nanjin and Bai Song just now.
"Pah! Pah!" Mo Chen smiled and clapped his hands, with a mocking arc on his lips, "Mr. Su just came out of the Public Security Bureau and we should celebrate."
Su Nanjin's face was so gloomy that he could drip ink, and his tone was sharp: "Where is Zhiluo?"
When he thought that Zhiluo might fall into their hands, his whole heart seemed to be clenched and aching, and he was even too panicked to think about what the consequences would be.
He got straight to the point and didn't have any unnecessary nonsense with Mo Chen.
Mo Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was surprised at how much Su Nanjin cared about Shen Zhiluo. He smiled lazily and said with a long look, "Mr. Su, I am too anxious to eat hot tofu. Let's talk first..."
"How do you prove that Zhiluo is in your hands?" Su Nanjin interrupted Mo Chen, his eyes dark and deep.
"How to prove it?" He raised his eyebrows and smiled thoughtfully, "That's a good question."
Mo Chen narrowed his eyes, seeming to be thinking about how to answer Su Nanjin's question.
He blinked: "What kind of evidence does Mr. Su want?"
He looked like a winner from head to toe, leisurely and leisurely, like a cat catching a mouse without any fuss. Occasionally, he wanted to tease the mouse caught in the palm of his hand.
"Photo." Su Nanjin's face seemed to be covered with a thick layer of ice, and her cold, emotionless lips said these two words lightly, mixed with a touch of deeply buried anger.
There was a cup of coffee in front of him, but Su Nanjin stood without drinking it, and his eyes looked a little indifferent. Mo Chen sat and took a sip of coffee, full of interest.
"good."
Mo Chen smiled and quickly made a phone call. Then a photo of Shen Zhiluo lying unconscious on the seat suddenly caught Su Nanjin's eyes.
Even, in order to prevent Su Nanjin from believing that the photo was real, the other party even specially took a short video.
"Zhiluo is unconscious. What do you think should be done to wake her up?" Mo Chen sighed sadly.
Su Nanjin's pupils shrank suddenly. He stared at Mo Chen, without saying a word for a long time. His fists were subconsciously clenched, and the veins on his forehead were exposed, showing an overwhelming aura.
Mo Chen smiled and touched his chin, asking as if he was kind: "Mr. Su, can we talk now?"
He has always had enough patience for this kind of caged bird, the thing in the palm of his hand.
Su Nanjin's eyes deepened, he pulled out his seat and sat down slowly.
"It's very simple. If you want Shen Zhiluo, take the Pearl Hotel in exchange." Mo Chen smiled broadly.
Pearl Hotel is the most expensive five-star hotel in Qiangcheng and the most profitable hotel owned by Su Family.
If Mo Chen were to acquire this hotel, it wouldn't be like cutting off his arms, but it wouldn't be much better.
Mo Chen tilted his head slightly, as if asking: "Mr. Su robbed me of my land, and also robbed the company I wanted to acquire. This shouldn't be too much, right?"
"Okay." Su Nanjin's eyes were heavy, "But I want to see Zhiluo first!"
"No problem." A trace of surprise flashed in Mo Chen's eyes. He didn't expect that Su Nanjin was so obsessed with beauty that he agreed without hesitation.
What kind of capital does this woman Shen Zhiluo have that makes Su Nanjin willing to trade the Pearl Hotel for her?
Mo Chen's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and a strange arc flashed through his eyes.
He suddenly wanted to know how far Su Nanjin could go for Shen Zhiluo...
"Now I have to go back to the company and draft the relevant contracts."
Mo Chen agreed: "Of course."
As long as Shen Zhiluo is still in his hands, I'm not afraid that Su Nanjin will have any other thoughts when he returns to the company, but...
"Mr. Su, you only have two hours left. Meet at Hukou Suspension Bridge at four o'clock."
The longer the delay was, the more Mo Chen was afraid that the night would be long and he would have more dreams. Four o'clock would be the most suitable time, and if it took a little longer, it would be morning.
The Hukou Suspension Bridge, located in the suburbs outside the city, was built many years ago when there was no access to the mountains. Over the years, the suspension bridge has long decayed in the wilderness.
It is sparsely populated, and if everyone steps on the suspension bridge, they will be in danger, and below is the endless river.
It only took two hours to draft the acquisition contract and drive back and forth. Su Nanjin frowned, but said nothing, stood up and strode out of the coffee shop.
Coffee, not moved.
Mo Chen was not annoyed at all by Su Nanjin's attitude of ignoring him. He waited for Su Nanjin's figure to disappear before lazily getting up.
"Someone is going to see blood again." A scarlet blood flashed in Mo Chen's eyes. He was not afraid, only eager to try. He licked his lips excitedly.
This exchange was not that simple. Mo Chen left the coffee shop and whispered a few words to Bai Song...
Su Shi.
Su Nanjin had a gloomy face and listened to Chi Qing's explanation in the office.
"Mr. Su, we have already prepared all the troops."
He handed over a document with the words "acquisition contract" written in four big characters on it.
All this has been anticipated.
This chapter has been completed!