They understood and seized her arm again.

"Let go of me!" Late late tone calm, but hard to pull back the arm, "I will go."

Her cold smile rose to Wen Mo's direction, and then she turned around without hesitation. She took a big step, and in a twinkling of an eye, she walked a few meters away.

"Stop!"

The deep, hoarse voice finally began to ring.

Late step meal, complexion does not change, the heart under the tension of the string but suddenly released, back a sweat.

This psychological war, she won without suspense.

She felt that Wen Mo was still concerned about her relationship with her, otherwise she would not be willing to go into the room to listen to her.

She bet he wouldn't stand by!

Fortunately, I won the bet

Of course, Wen Mo couldn't hide the fact that she was trying to motivate herself.

This is also a change of direction, which gives him a step, so that he can "reasonably" rescue people.

"What do you want to do, amo?" Wen song's eyes narrowed and asked in a poor tone.

He put down his coffee cup and stood up. Under the pressure of his eyes, he tried to catch the late guard and let go of his hand.

"She, I took it."

No explanation, no reason.

Wen song is not angry but laughs, "are you reluctant to give up, or haven't you played enough?"

"It's my business."

"What if I don't?"

Wen Mo's cold eyes fixed on him, walked slowly to him and said, "I can rob you. You are too old to fight me. "

Wen song stares at his son for a moment, and his most perfect work is becoming more and more mysterious.

For a long time, he burst out laughing.

"Worthy of my son, like me!"

Hearing Mo's taunting, he lifted one lip liner, showing a kind of fake smile.

"If I can, I hope not."

Wen song complacent smile a silk does not reduce, "but what you shed in the body is my blood!"

"When the country has developed the technology of separating blood, I will not hesitate to take out the half that belongs to you."

Wen Mo's way of speaking is still bloodless, especially for the man in front of him.

Listening to the father and son's conversation in silence, he hung his head and regarded himself as a transparent person.

Her purpose has been achieved and nothing else has to do with her.

His tired eyes were choked by his persistent words.

He opened his mouth to say something. He didn't make a sound and waved his hand.

Wen Mo turned around and looked late. "Follow me."

She glanced at him, but did not smile. No matter what it was, she should be grateful to him.

However, Wen Mo just walked two steps, Wen song spoke again.

"Wait, there's one more thing. I'm going to arrange for you to enter politics in a few days. Which one do you like?"

"Secretary General of the imperial city."

Wen song was stunned, "do you plan to start from the secretary general? I'm afraid that's a bit too much. "

"I don't need your help." The corner of Wen Mo's mouth cocked up a subtle radian, "the document has been issued, and he will take office at any time."

“……”

Wen song was startled and looked at the son again.

He has always known that Wen Mo is gifted and founded M group on his own. With the passage of time, M group has been able to keep pace with Wen.

Wen Mo's private development of his own gray forces, he also knows that even Zheng Tianlin should be afraid of three points.

Now, this guy can enter the political arena without hearing about his family? Also took the post of secretary general!?