A passenger plane flying directly from Paris, France to Beijing landed slowly, and pedestrians hurried out towards the exit of the airport.
A woman wearing sunglasses and beige clothes walked away leisurely, with her long flowing hair hanging casually, and her tall figure. Even the pair of sunglasses could not block the beautiful outline of her face.
In the crowd, it will give people a stunning feeling of standing out from the crowd.
Behind her, there was a tall European man helping her push her luggage.
These two people were none other than Mo Yu and her French bodyguard Hansen.
The crowd walked shoulder to shoulder, and no one thought that the woman next to them would be Mo Yu, the most famous person in the capital more than ten years ago.
Mo Yu once vowed never to return to the capital.
Walking out of the exit passage of the airport, Mo Yu raised his head slightly and looked at the once familiar sky...
As soon as the Moyu figure appeared, a black Rolls-Royce that had been parked nearby slowly drove in front of her. An ordinary-looking man stepped out of the Rolls-Royce.
"Hello, is this Miss Mo Yu? The old lady asked me to pick you up." The man bowed to Mo Yu respectfully and said.
Mo Yu was not surprised at all, nodded, and got into the car in silence.
Hansen put away his luggage and got into the car.
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In the north of the capital, Longxia Cemetery.
Mo Yu stood alone in front of a white tombstone. The mountain wind blew by, and Mo Yu's long hair flew in the wind.
A bouquet of flowers was placed in front of the tombstone, and Mo Yu just stood there.
Long Hao's name is engraved on the tombstone.
Long Hao......
"I broke my promise and returned to the capital again... Originally, I never wanted to see you again in my life, not even your name!" Mo Yu said softly. It seemed that the owner of this tombstone was named Long Hao.
People can hear the same.
"Now that you are here and have broken our original promise, I can't help but come to see you... The old lady heard that I was going back to Beijing, and she was still very kind to me, but I still hate you and your family!
"
"Why can people's desires be so great, and the glory of the family can make you give up everything? For more than ten years, I have been thinking and pursuing this answer. Unfortunately... I am still the same Mo Yu, the Mo Yu who would rather live in peace.
...You must be very disappointed?"
"It's ridiculous. Without you and your family, I, Mo Yu, have come this year, and there are still people who want to bully me and bully my company. Maybe you are right, everyone will have desires and plunder.
, killings, calculations... all people in this world cannot avoid it. Even when facing the weak, there is only trampling, no sympathy, no tolerance..."
"When I come back, I just want to maintain my dignity. I will borrow the power you left behind, but don't get me wrong, I will never be able to be like you..."
"Time...can indeed change a lot of things. Xinxin has grown up, and I have grown old...so old that even the capital has changed. I dare not go and take a look. So old that those old things become clearer, so old that they will last forever."
I can't even forgive you or your family..."
The cemetery is very quiet, with the whimpering of the mountain breeze, a man full of thoughts, standing alone in a place separated by a thin line between the world and heaven, telling his thoughts that no one can understand...
Mo Yu turned around slowly, without looking back, and walked slowly to the cemetery.
"Go to Thirteenth Street." Mo Yu got into the car and gave instructions to the French bodyguard. The car slowly left the cemetery, and the cemetery returned to its long-lasting tranquility, as if... no one had ever been there.
Beijing Thirteenth Street.
Thirteenth Street is not a street. It is actually a hotel.
Even many people who were born and raised in the capital may not know this place called Thirteenth Street.
Although he was French, Hansen drove the car to a house as if he was familiar with the road.
Few people know that this house located on Fuxing Road is called Thirteenth Street, and even less know that each floor of this house is decorated in a different artistic style, which is exactly the thirteenth floor.
Perhaps this is where the name Thirteenth Street comes from.
After parking the car, Mo Yu opened the door and walked into Thirteenth Street.
Push the door and enter a hall. The walls of the hall are covered with oil paintings. The entire hall is divided into areas, and different items are displayed in each area.
It seems very messy, but slowly you discover that there is a strange beauty in messiness. Standing in any corner of the hall, you can quickly see the items you like to see.
There are calligraphy and paintings, clocks, antiques, jewelry, and clothes in the hall.
Anyone who knows anything can see that the things in this hall, including the oil paintings hanging randomly on the walls, are of great value, and some are even rare treasures.
The entire hall was like a luxury goods exhibition, but there seemed to be no customers. It was not like selling things to receive guests.
No one knew that this building would be the property of the French Lisbeth family!
The power and business tentacles of Europe's established families have extended to the whole world. No one knows how many industries and wealth they control behind their backs.
"Where are the people?" Mo Yu seemed to be very familiar with this place. Without even looking at the luxury goods displayed in the hall, he walked to a place that looked like a reception desk and sat behind the table.
, asked the man who was lying comfortably on the recliner and playing with a psp in his hand.
The man looked up and then lowered his head. It seemed that he was playing a game. At the tense moment of completing the level, he kept pressing the PSP with both hands and shaking it. He seemed to reply casually - "On the sixth floor.
, arrived last night.”
Then he stopped talking to Mo Yu.
The man said it clearly, but even so, Mo Yu didn't seem to be unhappy at all. He turned around and walked towards the back of a very large landscape painting. Behind the landscape painting, there was an elevator.
Mo Yu walked in by himself and went directly to the sixth floor.
The elevator opened, and what appeared in front of Mo Yu seemed to be a real street.
An art street full of French style!
There are rooms on both sides, each one open, filled with all kinds of authentic French items, not to mention clothes, jewelry, perfumes, cosmetics, but also red wine and unprocessed cloth!
But there is no one in every cubicle!
Mo Yu still didn't stop. He walked to the end and found another door. He knocked on the door, opened the door and walked in. It turned out to be a presidential suite!
In the lobby of the suite, a woman and four men were sitting around the sofa drinking red wine.
"You're here? It's later than I expected." The elegant-looking woman smiled at Mo Yu and motioned for Mo Yu to sit down.
This woman is none other than Anne, the eldest daughter of the French Lisbeth family.
Mei Lin’s mother!
Mo Yu approached the sofa, took a cup and poured wine into it, sat on the sofa, took a sip of red wine and then said, "I went to do something, so I'm late."
"Has Yu Jingcheng become so unfamiliar to you?" Annie said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I know you will feel a little uncomfortable when you come back, but for Mei Lin, thank you!" Annie raised her cup and touched it to Mo Yu.
Touched.
"Even if nothing happens to Mei Lin, I will come back!" Mo Yu shook his head.
"Okay..." Anne's same charming smile appeared on her face again, "I know how terrifying energy you have in the capital. I'm really looking forward to seeing who dares to offend you.
Meet the members of our Li Sibei family and see how they bear our wrath!"
Although Annie was smiling, the scornful aura in her tone was clearly revealed!
Indeed, if we just think that the Li Sibei family is only doing legitimate luxury goods business in the world, then such a large family business and huge wealth will have been divided up by bad guys long ago. How can it remain standing in Europe for hundreds of years?
?
"I will go find someone to find out the news in the afternoon. Early tomorrow morning, we can take action, starting with the tea house!" Mo Yuyun said calmly.
No one thought that the next huge storm in the capital would be started by two women in this secret place!
Even if it's a woman.
Mo Yu and Anne from the Li Sibei family, these two people definitely have energy that cannot be underestimated!
****Tianyu Tea House.
Mornings in midsummer are particularly early, but those who get up early in the capital are even earlier. At around seven o'clock in the morning, when the morning sun has just emerged, Tianyu Teahouse is already abuzz.
It's time for morning tea.
The rockery in the courtyard of Tianyu Tea House that was blown up by a lone wolf was completely cleared of debris and now it has turned into a real fish pond, with koi carp swimming leisurely in the clear water.
The hall has been restored to its original appearance, and the tables that were destroyed by the lone wolf have been replaced with new ones. No one knows that a life-and-death battle took place here two days ago.
It's half past eight, which is when business in Tianyu Tea House is busiest and there are the most customers.
No one thought that a horrific incident would happen next that no one could forget.
Four foreigners carrying bags walked in!
He walked all the way to the hall and sat down at a table.
"Boss, bring a pot of tea!" The somewhat broken Chinese and the weird tone make people want to laugh.
"Okay!" The waitress in cheongsam smiled, "Do you want lighter tea or stronger tea?"
Tianyu Teahouse has a good reputation, and it is not unusual for foreign friends to come here often. The waitress has also seen many, but the technical task of selecting tea leaves has stumped many foreigners, such as Oolong and Pu'er.
I was confused, so the waitress simply summed up a set of tactics to deal with foreigners, based on the characteristics of tea.
"Would you like it to be thick or light? OK?" the foreigner replied with a smile. The smile should be as easy-going and easy-going as possible.
"Okay, it'll be served right away!" The waitress also smiled.
Soon, the waitress brought up the tea sets and tea leaves.
"We'll do it ourselves!" said the foreigner.
"All right!"
Foreigners know how to make tea? Even though she was a little surprised, the waitress still smiled and agreed and withdrew.
This is the time when there are the most customers in the tea house. In the morning, drinking tea and chatting, this is life!
Because of this, the whole hall was quite noisy. Just when the waitress had just left, the foreigner waved again, "Sorry! It's too noisy here. We want to book this hall. You let them
Let’s all go!” After that, he took out a stack of U.S. dollars from the big backpack.
"Book the entire hall?" This is the first time the waitress has seen such a foreigner.
"Sorry, they are also guests and cannot do this!" The waiter still smiled.
"What if you must? Find your manager here, we are rich!" The foreigner still refused to give up.
Another foreigner suddenly interjected, "Miss, you'd better call me, otherwise something will happen and it will be very difficult for you. I'm serious!"
The waitress was confused by these two foreigners, but even calling the manager was of no use. Tianyu Teahouse has never had other customers drive away because they paid too much.
"I'm really sorry, you can't do this!" the waitress still insisted.
She thought that the foreigners didn't understand the rules, but how could she have imagined that these foreigners were sent by Annie to deliberately stir up trouble and cause trouble!
When the foreigner heard the waiter's insistence, his face suddenly changed, and he shouted loudly - "We have money!" Then he stood up suddenly, raised his hands, and overturned the entire table.
The tea set on the table fell to the floor, and the boiling water splashed onto the guest next to him, causing the unlucky guy to scream.
make trouble!
Someone actually dares to go to Tianyu Tea House to cause trouble!