Ever since she knew that Mu Baoer wanted to participate in a racing competition that night, she had thought of this method. Racing competitions were an elegant activity for upper-class people like them to have fun. Letting Mu Baoer, a nuisance, take part in it would dampen her interest.
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And she didn't want Ji Mo to see Mu Baoer on the field. Although Mu Baoer might not be able to achieve any results, she was not allowed to use this method to attract Brother Ji Mo's attention.
"Brother Ji Mo, where are you going?" Mu Lanlan watched as Ji Mo and Jingyue went out with a few subordinates.
They were carrying briefcases and looked solemn, as if they were going to discuss some business.
Ji Mo turned back: "I have something to discuss at the Binhai Hotel. If you're bored, just go and play with your friends!"
Mu Lanlan's eyes lit up and she acted coquettishly: "I'll go too, but I won't hinder my brother's work. Just take me to the hotel. I want to eat the seafood there. It's the most delicious. Take me there."
Take me there."
Ji Mo could only take her with him and set off towards Binhai.
Today he was finalizing the details of a project cooperation with an official from a certain power department of the Ministry of Defense of country D. This was a private cooperation, and it was also one of the interests he helped with the assassination last time.
This cooperation is about the purchase of a batch of new fighter jets, each of which is a high-tech fighter jet worth hundreds of millions and has a very high profile. However, because it cannot pass the approval of international treaties, it is impossible to cooperate openly. Cooperation in private is instead
Let the profit of this transaction be doubled.
You can easily earn 2 billion, so arms have always been a hugely profitable industry.
Sitting in the car, Mu Lanlan was in a good mood: "Brother Ji Mo, which team are you planning to sponsor? Many big families have participated in this year's sponsorship. The competition is very fierce, and our team cannot lose to others."
Jingyue smiled and said: "Miss Lan Lan, since we are going to participate, we must naturally come out on top. Fenglei Racing Team, the last champion, is our sponsor."
"Fenglei Racing Team! So awesome." Mu Lanlan was immediately excited. He was the champion last year, so he was sure to win. "But don't these teams always have fixed sponsors? Their sponsors from last year are willing to give up.
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"Of course there is a way." Jingyue smiled mysteriously.
The Fenglei Racing Team originally belonged to the Sun Crown, but it has never been officially branded as Ji's. It was born last year, but it was only a temporary establishment because there were big shots from the government who were interested in participating and wanted to win the championship.
Please ask them to find a way.
"Sir, there seem to be several cars racing and causing trouble on the road far ahead," the driver suddenly said.
Mu Lan's eyes lit up.
"Don't worry about them, just drive past them. If they dare to cause trouble, teach them a lesson." Ji Mo didn't want to waste time.
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On the road ahead, several black Volvos surrounded an ordinary old car in the middle.
Deliberately playing tricks on the poor car owner, he maliciously hit the old car front and back, left and right, causing the front and rear of the old car to be damaged, and the car's glass had long been shattered.
A Dong, who was in the old car, looked pale, frightened and angry. Even though he was wearing a seat belt, he was still thrown around by the impact. The broken glass caused cuts on his face and hands.
There was a wound and blood was flowing out.
But the people around Zheng Lin laughed arrogantly when they saw his miserable state, and bumped into him even more maliciously.