Mo Zhongcai glared at Mo Zhongxian: "Zi Tao was sentenced to 15 years, I don't believe it. Don't you know that? What's more, you know that Zitao is in prison now, and you didn't even go to the court to listen. Brother, have you ever cared about your nephew? "
Mo Zhong was very angry. He felt that when his son was in trouble, the elder brother came to his father, and he certainly didn't say anything good.
When Mo Zhongxian heard this, he was also angry: "Zhong Cai, what do you mean? You have to have a good conscience. Before Zitao misappropriated the company's project funds, it was not I who helped to stabilize Mo Si Nian, let him give Zitao opportunities, and also helped to raise money for you? You are going too far now
Mo Zhongxian is so upset that today he has to talk to Mo Zhong in front of his father.
He continued: "originally, Mo Si Nian had said this thing. As long as he mended the hole, he could take it as if it hadn't happened. However, Zi Tao... It's not enough for him to offend Mo Si Nian once. He has to offend Mo Si Nian for the second time. He kidnaps Mo Si Nian's son. Can people let him go? If I, I won't, you can't fight ink four years now, what are you angry at me? Do you think I didn't help laozitao this time? Then you don't think about it. If someone kidnaps Zi Tao, will you let him go easily? In this matter, Mo Sinian is a mad dog. I don't want to be offended by your family. I don't want to drag the whole Mohist family down because of Zi Tao! "
Hearing Mo Zhongxian's words, Mo Zhong stood up directly: "brother, don't go too far. If you don't help me, what is to drag the whole Mohist family into the water?"
Mo Zhongxian retorted: "isn't it? Dare you say that you are not the one who poisoned the family of Mo Sinian? Even if we can't find the evidence, we all know that you don't have to pretend in front of me! "
Mo Zhong's face was blue and purple, and suddenly he waved the things on the tea table to the ground.
Mo Fangchi didn't speak until now.
He had an old face: "enough, do you still have me as a father in your eyes?"
Mo Zhong saw Mo Fangchi's face sank, and he felt very sad: "Dad, I'm just a son like Zi Tao. He's in trouble now. Who will inherit the company in the future?"
Mo Zhongxian sneered.
Mo Fangchi frowned: "there is no Zi Tao. Isn't there Kai Cheng? Besides, Zi Tao has no knowledge and skills. This time, it's time to treat him well!"
Mo Zhongcai's eyes suddenly turned red: "Dad, he's your grandson!"
Mo Fangchi said impatiently: "I know he is my grandson, but at this point, if we leave something to Mo Sinian, you should know that we Mohists are competing for the company with Mo Sinian. Do you want us to turn over completely? Since Zi Tao doesn't win, let him suffer first. When he comes out, I'll give him a company to manage. According to the property of our Mohist school, is it possible to eat and wear without him? "
Mo Zhong just looked bitter and angry. He didn't know what to say.
In a family like them, only food and clothing is the real waste. Only property, shares and management rights are real.
Looking at his younger son's anger, Mo Fangchi sighed: "don't be angry. Zitao is not a tool. You're not used to it. Don't worry. I have a backhand here. When Mo Si lost control of Mo's group, it's meaningless for him to stay in LAN Cheng. When he left, we'll take out Zitao again. Don't worry, I won't let Zi Tao suffer so long! "
Hearing his father's words, Mo Zhong Cai's face was a little better.
Mo Zhongxian was worried: "Dad, you mean..."
Mo Fangchi leaned on the sofa, his eyes narrowed: "I don't mean much, I just think... Some plans should be advanced!"
Ink Zhong Xian immediately clear: "then I let Qicheng hurry back!"
Mo Fangchi nodded: "I also mean that. Now, it's the critical time. I need Qicheng's help."
When Mo Zhong heard the conversation between his elder brother and his father, he felt even more aggrieved: "Dad, the plan you said..."
Mo Fangchi took a look at him, and his eyes flashed: "this matter... Is dominated by your elder brother, and now... It's not easy to disclose. Dad is also afraid that the news will be known by Mo Sinian. Please forgive me. Don't worry. We will help you revenge Zitao's Revenge!"
Mo Zhong just trembles in the heart, but can't say anything.
He didn't know what he had done in private to make his father look up to him.
However, he knew that without his son, it would be very difficult for him to get his father's attention again.
Thinking of this, he hung his eyes, and countless thoughts flashed in his heart. In any case, he had to find a way to save Zi Tao. Big brother and father may not be reliable!
For a moment, father and son sat together, each with his own thoughts.
……
Bai Jinse went to Shen tingran's store in the afternoon.
Mo Xi'an quietly follows her. As soon as they enter the door, an electronic voice will ring at the door: "Welcome!"
Hearing this voice, Shen Ting ran also turned to look over: "Jinse, are you here?"
Bai Jinse nodded.
Before Shen tingran lost her memory, she was not close to Shen tingran. At most, she just met him.
However, during this period of time, Shen tingran opened a shop, and they couldn't get in touch with her. In addition, she really wanted to do her best to help Shen tingran, and Shen tingran's trust in her grew with each passing day.
The relationship between the two people, also unconsciously close up.
Bai Jinse took a bunch of flowers and asked her with a smile, "how do you feel about opening a flower shop?"
Shen tingran nodded with a smile: "it's not bad. Although e-commerce is popular now, people still like to buy flowers from florists. Moreover, I also have distribution service. I feel the benefits are good. I expect I can give you back the money you borrowed from me soon!"
Bai Jinse smiles and shakes his head: "don't worry!"
As soon as she finished her words, she saw a young handsome man coming in the door. She said with a smile, "sister Shen, I've brought you what you want!"
When Bai Jinse saw a stack of newspapers in his hand, he was surprised: "what do you want newspapers for? Do you want to learn how to pack flowers? "
In fact, before opening the shop, Shen tingran went home every day and found time to study. When the florist opened, she was already very skilled in basic flower cutting and dressing. There was absolutely no problem in opening a florist.
Therefore, when Bai Jinse saw the flowers, he was surprised.
Shen Ding's eyes flashed, but he didn't deny: "well, it's always good to practice more!"
Bai Jinse didn't think much either. Shen tingran quickly took the newspaper from a young handsome man and said with a smile, "thank you, Yi Wenzhe!"
The handsome boy named Yi Wenzhe shook his head with a smile: "you're welcome. When I buy flowers in the future, just give me a discount!"
Shen tingran nodded with a smile and sent the man away. He put his newspaper in a box beside him. Then he turned to Bai Jinse and Mo Shiyi and said, "sit down!"