Chapter 1245

In the final analysis, foreign capitalists are no different. They eat people and don't spit bones.

And that one has a big appetite.

Mo Boyuan frowned more and more when he heard this, and suddenly:

"What else?"

Mr. Ling has indeed learned a lot of little-known news over the years. After all, he should make plans for himself.

"It has been said that the private treasury of Mohism in Yuncheng is comparable to the Treasury a hundred years ago!

Well, not only country r but also country m should be thinking about this. "

The private storehouse of the Mohist school is really envious.

For example, the second room of the Mohist family.

However, no one in the second room can afford a large number of people to do great things, so everything is like this.

Even, some time ago, I was forced by the big room to almost get along.

Even Mo Boyuan is not so clear about what he has in his private library.

Of course, I won't peep at anything.

After all, someone already has more money than he can use up in his life!

"Except this?"

Mo Boyuan asked casually. Unexpectedly, he really asked the point.

Mr. Ling sighed and said again:

"In fact, the young lady's identity was discovered by the same person, including the master recommended to the Yue family that year. She is also a national of R."

Therefore, all of this is not a coincidence. To put it bluntly, it's just the plot of a man with a heart!

Moreover, this plan was a success!

However, the only thing that puzzles Jiang Xun's client:

"Mr. Ling, my father and I are ordinary people. Why..."

If there were such a good life, how could dad die early?

Doesn't that make sense?

Even involving the R side?

No matter how big a coincidence, can't you tell?

in truth.

Mr. Ling took the lead in looking at the direction outside the door, and then scanned the monitor above his head. His eyes flashed a little cautious.

The couple had a panoramic view. Of course, they were more confused at the bottom of their hearts.

"Don't worry, Mr. Ling, there is no one outside the door, and the monitor has long been turned off. If Mr. Ling wants to say anything, just open your mouth!" gave a shot of cardiotonic.

Qiao Liang and Tan Qingshu are really not interested in eavesdropping, let alone the people inside are not ordinary people, but Mohist people!

Anyway, you have to give the Mohists some thin noodles, don't you?

Mr. Ling was relieved:

"How much does Mrs. Mo know about her life experience?" she asked.

Huh?

Life experience?

Do you have any experience?

"My father is Jiang Guoyu, my mother is Lu Yunhua, my mother-in-law's family is Yuncheng Mohist school, my husband is here, and there is a three-and-a-half-year-old son... What's the problem?"

If so, I can't guess.

Mr. Ling looked so sure, and even smiled:

"No, more than that."

Huh?

"What's more than that?" Jiang Tingxu had to be surprised. He couldn't have any problems with his life experience?

It's not a TV play, okay?

Do you want that dog blood?

Cough.

"Mrs. Shao's father, Mr. Jiang Guoyu... If I guess right, it should be the child of the Qin family who disappeared many years ago!"

Qin family?

Now in this circle, people surnamed Qin seem to have only one family?

The last president, the current Vice Premier, seems to be a family. They all seem to be surnamed Qin!

Don't say Jiang listens to Xu. He is as calm as Mo Boyuan. He is not so calm at the moment!