Chapter 214

It rained all night.

The next day, there was still a drizzle and the sky was gray.

Mao Jiawei wants to go to the tea group to find Zhao Qingmei, but he is an exquisite person. He has to bathe, change clothes and eat every day.

The food must be imported from overseas, and must be fresh and transported by air immediately.

So it didn't end until nine o'clock.

Then he worked with juding group, maojialan and Maoren magic to grind haw. In a flash, half an hour passed, just at the opening time of the stock market.

"Bang Dang."

As soon as the market opened, the secretary broke in.

Mao Jialan scolded, "I'm presumptuous. I don't know my sixth uncle and I are talking about things. I just break in like this. I don't know the etiquette!"

"Miss, it's not good. The stock of our juding group has fallen again, and tens of billions have evaporated. If it goes on like this, the group will go bankrupt soon!"

"What!"

Mao Jialan suddenly got up and turned on the computer to check.

Sure enough, the opening stock fell by the limit. The following comments are full of complaints.

"Damn it!"

Mao Jialan was furious.

Mao Jiawei said coldly, "yesterday's big news will ferment for a few days. Today's limit drop is also expected. Jialan, sixth uncle, you don't have to be angry. I'll go to the tea group to meet Zhao Qingmei now!"

"Shua!"

The Maoren devil stood up, carrying a bloody murderous spirit. He said in a cold voice, "I'll accompany you. Zhao Qingmei dares to be presumptuous. I'll break his neck."

Mao Jiawei said with a smile, "sixth uncle, you don't need to go out in person. I have a way to deal with women. I'd better let me do it. I will finish the task."

Twenty minutes later.

Tea building, a rice parked.

Mao Jiawei got out of the car and took only a bodyguard. He strode into the tea building and came to a beautiful reception lady.

"Gentlemen, what can I do for you in the tea house?"

"Inform Zhao Qingmei that Mao Jiawei, the young master of the Mao family, came to visit and asked her to put down her business and come to see me quickly."

With that, Mao Jiawei went upstairs.

The receptionist was stunned and then greeted her. Before she spoke, Mao Jiawei's bodyguard grabbed her shoulder and threw it away.

"Ah!"

The young lady screamed, drew a parabola in the sky and fell down; The people in the lobby were frightened and even closed their eyes.

But the tragic scene did not happen, because the young lady was caught and landed steadily.

"Go and inform."

Ye Fan opens his mouth.

The young lady was still in shock. After thanking her, she immediately ran to call to inform her.

"Eh?"

The bodyguard looked at Ye Fan more and didn't care much. He followed Mao Jiawei into the elevator.

Ye Fan sneered: "interesting."

He took the special elevator to the top floor of the building faster, met Zhao Qingmei, and then came to the reception room as Zhao Qingmei's bodyguard.

In due time, Mao Jiawei also arrived.

At the first sight of Zhao Qingmei, Mao Jiawei's eyes lit up and there was a palpitation in his heart.

First of all, Zhao Qingmei's beauty has nothing to say. She belongs to a great beauty; In addition, in a high position, there is a noble atmosphere, mixed with the majesty of the superior.

Mao Jiawei has always been pretentious, so a woman like Zhao Qingmei has a strong attraction to him and wants to conquer and satisfy his psychological pleasure.

"Zhao Shoufu, it's extraordinary to see him today."

Mao Jiawei sat down impolitely and said proudly, "you must have known my identity. I am the young master of the Mao family and one of the leaders of the Mao family."

"And then?"

Zhao Qingmei also sat down and remained silent.

Mao Jiawei said, "you should also know what I'm here for. Tea and other three groups unite to suppress my maojiajuding group. Is it your richest man's proposal?"

"So what, so what?"

"If not, it will be simple and easy to resolve contradictions. If so, it will violate the dignity of our Mao family. Zhao Shoufu also has to be mentally prepared."

Zhao Qingmei laughed and disdained to say, "the Mao family is dignified? In the small Jinhua, the Mao family is not the first family. What's dignified? Do you really think of yourself as a super family in the central capital?"

"You!"

Mao Jiawei felt a little angry at the bottom of his heart and said coldly, "Zhao Qingmei, you can't compete with the strength of my Mao family, plus the mortal group and Ping An group. I came to see you to ask you not to do meaningless actions. In addition, I also want you to submit to my Mao family."

"Submit to your Mao family?"

Zhao Qingmei was stunned.

She couldn't understand how Mao Jiawei could say such big words?

Mao Jiawei said proudly, "I'm still single and you're single. If you submit to the Mao family, I can marry you. You should know how glorious it is to marry Ben Shao and be the young grandmother of the Mao family. That's it. When you transfer the tea group to my name, we'll discuss the wedding date and wedding."

Zhao Qingmei: "

Speechless.

Really speechless.

Ye Fan looks at Mao Jiawei with an idiot's eyes. How can there be such a mentally disabled guy? Where does he get his confidence?

The power holder of the Mao family, that's all?

And Mao Jialan is also looking at Zhao Qingmei. He is trying to see Zhao Qingmei's attitude, and then tell it with reason and move it with emotion.

"Zhao Qingmei, I try hard to get. A woman like you is qualified to be my wife. The most important thing is that I can see that you are still a baby. You are a gift from heaven. If I marry you and get the tea group, my position in the Mao family will soar, and I can even compete for the next head of the Mao family. "

Mao Jialan thought secretly.

"Zhao Qingmei has no mood swings or anger. It seems that she is also weighing the pros and cons. She is indeed a smart woman."

"I'll add fire and tell her to marry me and give me the tea group, so that I can sit as the owner of the Mao family, and she is the noble wife of the Mao family."

"How can she resist this temptation!"

The corners of Mao Jiawei's mouth rose, and his mind was ready. When he was ready to speak, he found himself hanging in the air.

A closer look, it turned out that Ye Fan picked him up like a chicken.

"What are you doing!"

Mao Jiawei flew into a rage and shouted, "let me go! Bastard, ah Qiang, you're blind. You haven't come yet..."

"Don't shout, your bodyguard has fainted."

"What!"

Mao Jiawei turned his head and was shocked to find his bodyguard lying unconscious on the ground.

How is that possible?

This is a bodyguard hired by himself. He used to be a mercenary in foreign battlefields. He has been on the battlefield for seven or eight years. He is terrible, but he was knocked unconscious quietly.

For a moment, Mao Jiawei was sweating.

Ye Fan took him, threw him out of the red tea building and warned him; "It's your first time. I'll spare you and get out of here right away."

"Ouch."

Mao Jialan rolled down the steps, his face was black and blue, and he got up in a rage.

"Presumptuous, too presumptuous!"

"What's my identity? You dare to do this to me! You're finished! The tea group is finished! Zhao Qingmei is also finished!"

"When the tea group is broken and Zhao Qingmei is caught, I will ravage her and let her kneel at my feet like a dog and beg for mercy."

Mao Jialan was hysterical and roared fiercely.

Ye Fan's eyes suddenly appeared, and his face was like frost. He said coldly, "I was generous to spare you once, but you don't know what's good or bad. In that case, I'll abolish you. See what the Mao family can do to me!"

Whew, whew

Several stones burst out and instantly penetrated Mao Jiawei's limbs.

Poop poop.

Blood gushed, bloody and cruel.

Mao Jialan screamed and fell into a pool of blood. His limbs were destroyed. He was like an earthworm, wriggling.

After all this, Ye Fan went upstairs.

Wow.

The people in the lobby ran out to watch, pointing to Mao Jiawei and whispering.

The receptionist, who had just been thrown away by Mao Jiawei's bodyguard, looked very happy and sneered: "the wicked have their own grinding. Now it's useless. It's not a good retribution!"