Then, Qu Tan'er smiled and guessed: "He should have said that he knows the address. Or, he can lead the way."
"Of course he knows that he is from here. However, I am not in a hurry." Mo Liancheng smiled lightly and easily suppressed Duan Lao's idea of asking for credit, "Tan'er, anyone who dares to laugh at me must pay a price and learn a lesson.
,right?"
"..." She sneered.
Mr. X is good at everything, but he is a bit petty...
Duan Lao cried with a sad face, it was over... I really had to be mute for two hours.
Qu Tan'er smiled and pointed at a certain driver. Wasn't there another person? Gu Lin!
So, Mo Liancheng asked Gu Lin.
"I know where you are talking about. We are heading to the western suburbs now." As soon as Gu Lin said this, Mo Liancheng and the two were surprised. It turned out that the place where Duan Luo was staying was the western suburbs.
From Gu Lin's mouth, the two of them learned one thing.
It turns out that the western suburbs of City
A gathering place. At the same time, golf, equestrian and other clubs were successively built.
It's just that this place is strictly for the rich.
The annual membership fee alone costs hundreds of thousands.
The place where a certain killer leader asked the two to meet was a certain meeting place. Duan Lao's grandfather was very discerning in those days. He bought a piece of land more than ten years ago and built a villa there. The three of them were chatting.
It was easy, but one of them was so suppressed that his handsome face turned red, but he had nothing to do.
Finally arrived at Duan's house.
Before getting off the bus, I saw Duan Lao's eyes begging for mercy.
Mo Liancheng gave a gentle flick of his hand, and Duan Lao said "Ah!" and finally he could speak out!
"Ah! Liancheng, how can you - no, I will take you to see it at night. Hey, there is another place there that makes people forget to leave. But after you go there, you can't tell my grandpa, he will be angry." Duan
When I mentioned grandpa, my eyes darkened.
It seems that he has something to say but stops talking.
Mo Liancheng raised his eyes and seemed to understand, "Is your grandfather's health getting worse?"
Duan Lao nodded and remained silent.
When Gu Lin got off the bus, Mo Liancheng stopped Duan Lao and said he had something to ask.
"Let me ask you, what do you think? Do you want him to live longer?" Mo Liancheng is familiar with Duan Lao, but not with Mr. Duan, and he doesn't have a good impression either. If Duan Lao wants the old man to die early, then he can inherit
Property, this one is understandable.
He will not despise Duan Lao.
He has long been accustomed to fighting for power.
To save or not to save, he completely respects Duan Lao's personal decision.
Duan Lao's expression changed, and he obviously understood what Mo Liancheng meant, and whispered: "I have taken over the company with full authority. Grandpa is now retired and resting. I hope he lives for a few more years. My uncle passed away abroad a month ago.
Duan Ying has left the Duan family, and now I only have my grandfather as a relative. One hundred million a year, right? I will transfer it to you."
"Oh, that's fine." It turns out there is no conflict of interest.
As for money, Mo Liancheng also needs some money for future use.
If Duan Lao wanted to give it, he wouldn't be so noble as to say no.
Not long after, Duan Lao and others met Mr. Duan in front of the courtyard in front of the house. He was sitting in a wheelchair by a pool, feeding ornamental fish in the water.
Quiet, somewhat peaceful.
As soon as Mo Liancheng saw Mr. Duan's face, he knew that he really wouldn't be able to endure it for long.