In the situation just now, Kong Crooked and moved out to fight the boss obviously didn't look like he was talking about it. Zhao Dezhu continued to talk about it and even more of a loss of identity. The easiest solution was to find a way to get out. The secretary made up a reason to let him escape.

"Mom Xipi, you're a villain who has breasts, but you're a villain!" Zhao Dezhong cursed.

"I'll go talk to Hao Bo?" The secretary was trembling with caution.

"Talking about him next door, let me see him and I kill him, thinking I am a vegetarian." Zhao Dezhu raised his hand and unbuttoned his buttons, raised his finger and said, "You go find someone to block the inn. I, Zhao Dezhu, want to see what kind of strength the surname Zhan is, and dare to touch me!"

If Geng Mo heard this, he would definitely laugh out loud. If Old Zhao really touched the pussy black knife, he would not know what he should think.

"Oh..." the secretary nodded, and took out the insect words and wanted to shake people.

At this moment, the driver heard a "cry" sound, and the driver stopped in place with a sudden brake. Zhao Dezhu's head hit the front seat, causing a lot of trouble.

"How come your driver? If you don't know how to drive, get out of here!" Zhao Dezhu was already angry and suddenly became irritable.

"Old...Boss, there is a car parked in front of us..." The driver explained tremblingly.

Zhao Dezhu covered his forehead and looked forward, and looked at a car that was exactly the same as his car in front of him. The door opened and walked down. He was about twenty years old, very dark and strong, with a bit of a superior atmosphere, and was walking slowly.

"Dongdongdongdong..." The man came over and knocked on the car window glass.

Zhao Dezhu frowned, thought for a while and put down the car window: "Friend, you don't drive like this!"

The man smiled warmly: "It's a matter of emergency and it's a must. My surname is Zhan. Others like to call me boss Zhan."

When Zhao Dezhu heard these words, a sensation rushed to his head, his eyes began to glow green, and he wanted to strangle him to death immediately.

Boss Zhan was very satisfied with his condition and stood outside the car and said tepidly: "It is not my intention to stop your car, but my brother wants to see you, he is in the car, I hope you can go there!"

"There is nothing to talk about between us. Please move the way away. If you don't let go, I will drive and hit you. Xiao Li, drive!" Zhao Dezhu said with a black face, turned around and no longer looked at him. If he hadn't seen him still have some temperament, Zhao Dezhu really had the plan to go down and fight him.

The driver dared not go against Zhao Dezhu's wishes. He heard the order and quickly set off fire.

The boss Zhan was still unmoved and straightened his body, his eyes full of disdain: "My brother said, if you don't go over to see him, he will make you regret it for the rest of your life!"

"He is so awesome, I, Zhao Dezhu, regret it!" He couldn't help but breathe, and his body was trembling a little, and he was angry.

"I dare not say how he is. After all, he is my boss, but Jiancheng and Liu Zhengguan can be famous!"

"Boss?" Zhao Dezhu hesitated for a while. He was definitely not a fool, and he was accustomed to not saying anything.

The secretary understood it and pushed open the car door and walked down quickly. He was also a little angry. He saw that his boss was defeated and wanted to go down and take action. He walked to the car.

"Brush..." The rear car window slowly lowered, revealing a pure smiling face that saw the sunrise when she broke through the clouds and mist.

"Go and call Zhao Dezhu over..."

"Oh..." The secretary was stunned when he saw him, and a small bead of sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead. He rushed back and looked at Boss Zhan. He looked at Boss Zhan and had not entered the car. He bent down and said, "Boss, why don't you go there?"

"Haha..." Zhao Dezhu sneered at the sneer. The reason why he laughed was because he couldn't fall behind in front of Boss Zhan. He turned his head and looked at the secretary.

The secretary didn't know what he meant, and gritted his teeth and said, "There is... Geng Mo in the car!"

"Geng Mo?!" Zhao Dezhu widened his eyes.

"It's Geng Mo, the one who settled the third master and helped you and President Zhan to settle the affairs!" the secretary reminded again.

When Zhao Dezhu heard this, his body felt as if he was electrocuted. He was originally leaning against the seat and sat upright in an instant and quickly pushed open the car door.

He was afraid of Geng Mo, so he hid from him intentionally or unintentionally, but he didn't expect that this was the way to meet.

Like the secretary, he almost trotted over, bent down by the car window, squeezed out a smile like an anus to the rising stars in this world and said, "Brother Mo..."

At this time, Geng Mo still had a white short-sleeved shirt, but his lower body was replaced with trousers and leather shoes, and the belt around his waist was shining brightly. He looked at Zhao Dezhu and smiled gently, "Come on, I'll talk to you..."

In fact, when Zhao Dezhu heard Geng Mo's name and walked out of the car, the series of actions he made were mechanical movements, and his mind was buzzing, and he didn't know what was going on.

After seeing Geng Mo sitting in the car through the window, I couldn't help but feel cold around me, and I felt like I was trapped in a tight and rigorous plan, and I still couldn't detect it.

He got into the car and observed Geng Mo up close, feeling that the temperament of this calf was very different from before, with a more stylish look on his body and a superior temperament.

It’s not Kong Cutezi’s way of giving advice to the country, but the essence temperament extracted after real experience.

Before, he thought Geng Mo was smart, but after all, he was a clever man, and at most he was mixed with his terrifying force.

But in this era, even if you have money, you can even buy your life. Force is nothing. After all, he still didn't dare to lean his back on the seat, and he felt sad.

"I was surprised to see me?"

Geng Mo always had a smile on his face. In the past, the white shirts he wore had an inappropriate smell on him. At most, his manly appearance could support him, but now he has a bit of a true businessman.

"Brother Mo... I'm still confused now. If you don't show up, I'll..." Zhao Dezhu shook his head with a wry smile. He knew that it would be better to have a little dissatisfaction at this time than just complimenting.

"I'll introduce you to you," Geng Mo pointed to the young man sitting on the side of the front row: "This is my brother, Zhan Bao." Then he said: "Okay, let's start talking about the serious business. I heard you want to lend them money to return mine?"

"Ah?" Zhao Dezhu was stunned. He obviously didn't expect that the matter would reach Geng Mo's ears so soon. He smiled unnaturally, and his movements became more restrained. Normally, he lent the money out. It seems that he should know who the transfer bosses borrowed the money. Now that Boss Zhan is Geng Mo's person, there must be a deeper purpose behind it, and I don't know how to reply for a while.

"They bit the bullet and borrowed from me with high interest rates, and they would not borrow from you with low interest rates. Do you believe it?" Geng Mo turned his head, his voice was not heavy, but he looked unquestionable.

"I believe..." Zhao Dezhu now believed it and had already felt everything from the idiot Kong Cuzi. As for the current situation, no one could borrow money from them, not to mention lending them money or paying them interest.
Chapter completed!