Chapter 530

Today, a parents' meeting is going to be held in her daughter's kindergarten. After Shu Ziji sent her son Yangyang to mother-in-law Wang, she drove to her kindergarten with her daughter.

Mo yuechen came to shell Street shortly after she left.

They drove into shell street with a group of more than ten cars. The scene was amazing.

Attracted the shell Street residents, businesses, tourists to watch.

Mo yuechen's super luxury Rolls Royce car, surrounded by more than a dozen cars, slowly stops at the door of a seafood restaurant in shell street.

The door opened and Mo yuechen came out of the car.

He is a straight handmade suit, elegant and straight, showing the businessman's unique deep and steady, indifferently pursed the thin lips with beautiful lines, his handsome face is secretive, and his whole body exudes outstanding noble spirit.

After Mo yuechen got off the car, the bodyguards, assistants and accompanying staff in other cars also got off the car one after another.

Hundreds of people dressed in uniform, the formation is powerful and domineering, especially spectacular.

All the onlookers were stunned by the powerful aura of the first man.

Mo yuechen, with hundreds of men and long legs, walked toward the seafood restaurant with great momentum.

The waiters in the tavern were all frightened when they saw such a situation. They ran in tremblingly and called their manager out.

At this time, the manager of the restaurant was talking about the renewal of the lease with Allen. A waiter rushed to them in a hurry and said in a trembling voice, "no, they... Brought someone here!"

"They?" Alan and the manager looked at each other, puzzled.

Gasping for breath, the waiter explained, "it's the Mohs group that wants to buy our shell street. It's coming! They are numerous and powerful. We are not rivals! "

"Go out and have a look!" Alan decided with the manager.

Mo yuechen's bodyguard has moved the chair of the restaurant, cleaned it and let Mo yuechen sit on it.

Mo yuechen sat upright in his chair, cold and stern, with a strong air, and a cold feeling of inhumanity.

Next to him, on the left and on the right, stood manager Lu, who was in charge of the acquisition, and Huang Mao, the hoodlum leader of shell street, who had been bought by their Mohist group.

Seeing this, the manager of the restaurant quickly wiped his cold sweat and said, "I'm the manager of this seafood restaurant. What can I do for you?"

Mo yuechen's eyebrows and eyes were light, and his facial features were deep and indifferent. He gave manager Lu a cold glance.

Manager Lu received the prompt and immediately went forward and asked, "I heard that the boy named Allen came to your restaurant to collect money today, didn't he?"

"Ah? This... "The manager of the restaurant looked at Alan next to him and hesitated.

Are these people coming to trouble Alan? Should he give him up?

"I'm Alan. What can I do for you?" Alan stepped forward without fear.

Manager Lu squinted and looked at him up and down. He came to Mo yuechen and pointed at him and said, "Mr. Mo, he said he is Allen!"

"Are you Alan?" Mo yuechen's deep eyes, like bottomless whirlpool, fell on him. His cold and handsome face made people unable to understand what he thought.

"It's me!" Allen met his powerful eyes with a calm expression.

"It's said that the shops and properties in this street are the same

What's yours Mo yuechen tightly pursed her thin lips. Her deep eyes glanced at her, indifferent and deep.

"Most of them!" Alan nodded.

"We Morse group intend to buy the whole shell street, re plan and build a high-end resort. I hope you can sell us all the shops and properties in your hands!" Mo yuechen's tone is light and his expression is dignified, but it gives people an invisible sense of oppression.

At this time, they were surrounded by residents and merchants of shell street.

Hearing Mo yuechen's words, everyone immediately set off a discussion: "we can't sell it. Where can we live if we sell it?"

"Yes, it can't be sold. We don't want to leave shell street."

"Everyone has been living in shell street for a long time. I'm not used to moving to other places where I'm not familiar with life and land!"

“……”

Hearing everyone's opinions, Allen raised his head and said to Mo yuechen, "Mr. Mo, you also hear the voice of the masses. Shell street is the place where people live. My shops and properties will not be sold to you!"

"Ellen, you don't have to toast or drink!" The head of the gangster named Huang Mao immediately yelled at him fiercely.

"Yes, Mr. Allen, the price is easy to discuss. As long as you are willing to sell, we Mohs group will definitely offer a price you are satisfied with." Manager Lu laughingly threw out a bait, seemingly easy to say.

"It's not about money!" Allen frowned, looked directly at Mo yuechen and said, "Mr. Mo, you are rich and powerful. Why do you have to buy shell street to destroy the livelihood of the residents here? Let them go. "

"Shell street, I must have it! People who are against me and Morse group will not come to a good end! Alan, you are a smart man. Don't force me to deal with you by extraordinary means! " Mo yuechen Jun's face was serious, his voice was cold, and he was strict, like a warning, more like a threat.

"..." Alan's heart was cold, and a touch of vigilance rose in his eyes.

Mo yuechen is as ruthless as the legend! His commercial means have always been vigorous and resolute! As long as it is what he likes, he will get it by all means!

Now he must get shell street. Can these people resist?

But if he sold his shop and property to Mo yuechen, how can he be worthy of the residents here?

"Alan, have you thought about it? Sell or not Mo yuechen looked at him indifferently. His low voice seemed to be stained with a layer of ice dregs, giving people a feeling of not angry but powerful.

"Don't think about it. I won't sell you my shop or property." Alan raised his head and said firmly.

"You have guts! I just don't know how long you can hold on? " Mo yuechen's handsome face tightened, and his eyebrows were stained with a trace of anger. His eyes were cold.

As soon as his voice fell, manager Lu next to him signaled the bodyguard behind him to smash the shop.

"What are you doing? I don't own this shop? " Alan tried to stop them“ Mr. Allen, you have offended Mr. mo. all your shops in the shell Street will be smashed. " Manager Lu stares at him coldly, turns to the bodyguard behind him and orders, "what are you doing in a daze? Don't you do it yet? " At his command, hundreds of bodyguards rushed to the shops in shell street and began to smash things. For a moment, the scene was chaotic, and the whole street was full of screams and curses. Just then, a young voice came in, "Uncle Allen, what's the matter?" This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.