In the news, not only Mo Bei and Mo Wen were mentioned, but also Joey was mentioned, saying that Mo Wenxiu's partner would be the most likely to compete with Mo Bei, and there was a question as to which of the two could truly manage.
This company conducts a lot of analysis of various data.
After reading the entire report carefully, Jiao Yang immediately reached out to stop a taxi, sat in the back seat and gave the address of the hotel.
He hurried back to the hotel and returned to his guest room. He did nothing. The first thing he did was to sit down at the computer and start searching for news about Mohs.
"Mo's internal debt dispute..."
"Joy's birthday party, the Mo brothers and sisters suddenly appeared"
"Joy complained of illness and was absent from the board of directors. Mo Bei's return is full of difficulties."
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Looking at the reports one after another, Jiao Yang quickly found some key words in them. Judging from these circumstances, Mo Bei's current situation is very unfavorable to her.
Mo Bei, who has never participated in the management of Mo's and came back completely blind, will have a very difficult time judging from the current situation if he wants to take back the decision-making power of the company founded by his father.
matter.
Thinking of the piles of reports and documents on her desk, Jiao Yang frowned tightly.
He took out his cell phone from his pocket and quickly dialed Downey's number, "Donnie, it's me. How much do you know about Mohs?"
"Moh's? MW Arms Company?"
"Yes." Jiao Yang leaned back on the chair, "Help me check that Joey."
"You're crazy, this guy is not a good guy."
Jiao Yang pursed his lips, "If that's the case, I'd like to find out more."
"Okay then, I'll go find someone to check."
After hanging up the phone, Jiao Yang stood up and left the chair. He noticed the robot cat leaning on the bedside. He stepped over and took it into his arms.
"What will you do if Big Bear doesn't want you anymore?"
Doraemon didn't answer, but just curled its lips and stuck out its tongue to make a face at him.
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Beijing.
Courtyard No. 9, Xu Xia’s apartment.
Leng Zirui looked through the magnifying glass and carefully used a small welding gun to connect the last broken small solder joint on the transmitter. The signal indicator light on it immediately started to light up. He took out the battery he had asked for from Leng Zimo from the drawer.
That watch, Leng Zirui pushed open the surface of the watch, looked at the moving red dot on the GPS locator above, and raised the corners of his lips with satisfaction.
This signal transmitter was still the one in Luo Jun's necklace before. It was damaged before, and it took him several mornings to finally repair it.
Carefully stuffing the launcher into the bullet necklace taken from Xu Xia on the table, and placing everything as it was, Leng Zirui took a look at the display on his watch to make sure everything was normal, got up and walked out of the study, returning to the bedroom.
Xu Xia was still sleeping on the pillow.
"piggy!"
With a whisper, he carefully hung the necklace back around her neck.
Xu Xia said softly, opened her eyes, and looked at him in confusion, "What time is it?"
Leng Zirui looked at the watch and said, "It's a quarter past six. You can sleep for another half hour. I'll make breakfast for you."
"No!" She moved over and put her head in his arms, "Sleep with me for a while and just buy something outside early."
Rather than eating the delicious breakfast he cooked, she would rather eat breakfast outside and let him rest for a while.
"Okay." He smiled, stretched out his arms to hug her, and pulled the thin quilt to cover her body.
