Since we want to make Mo Xiaoqi a big woman like Liu Feihong, what we can do now is to imitate, from clothes to manners. After all, people's temperament and ability can't be achieved overnight. It needs to be cultivated gradually. %&*";

sure enough, after changing into black clothes and trousers, Mo Xiaoqi's temperament suddenly turned to cold ice, and his long black hair can no longer be randomly braided into two braids, only a ponytail hanging behind his head.

"Well! Don't laugh. Yes, that's the expression. Speak as little as you can. It's easy to be despised by others. Your best way now is to make yourself silent and inaccessible. Only in this way can you have time to really arm yourself! "

Sitting on the Passat, Suk is like a teacher, teaching his students, and Mo Xiaoqi has been obedient to Suk for a long time, with a tight face and a black suit, sending out cold air like an iceberg.

Mo Xiaoqi nodded heavily towards Suk and continued to play the guest on the iceberg.

In the distance, a half new modern Tucson slowly drove over. Sun song saw his familiar Passat's excited eyes shining, stopped the car and ran over.

"Boss!"

Suk got out of the car with Mo Xiaoqi and nodded to sun song. He felt that he was curious about Mo Xiaoqi beside him, but soon he looked away and said.

"Sun song, this is mo Xiaoqi! This is sun song. You will be partners in the future! " Suk first introduced them to each other.

Because Suk had told sun song about it before, and told him frankly that there would be a woman in Tianjin who would manage the site with her, but the woman was in charge of the business, and she was responsible for some business that should not be seen. I ^

in fact, this is what sun song can't wait for. It's better to let him sit in the office in a suit and shoes all day long. Suke's arrangement is completely right for his taste, so he doesn't have any resistance to Mo Xiaoqi, so he takes the initiative to extend his hand.

Mo Xiaoqi fully implements Suk's guiding ideology. He reaches out his little hand and gently grasps sun song. It's like a dragonfly skimming water. He points at a touch, and there is no expression on his face. He nods coldly, which makes sun song feel embarrassed.

"Well, it's time for us to share the spoils!" Suk shrugged his shoulders, opened the door again, and said to sun song, "just follow me!"

Because of the collapse of the Mafia II gangs, a large number of gang members with the nature of underworld were sent to the detention center, so that the former site has long become leaderless. Naturally, the police can't seal up all these industries. After all, most of them are private businesses of serious elites.

Under the negotiation between Suk and Chen Dong, the public security department will turn a blind eye to the next handover of the old and new forces. This does not mean that Chen Dong does not do anything for the people. But when the water is clear, there is no fish. When there is black, there is white. If he completely exterminates ma'er, or even Snipes the incorporation of Suk and Hongfeng, will Tian Jin clarify Wan Li'er?

And if you really refuse Suk's proposal, I'm afraid the most likely scene is that it won't be long before there will be endless fighting in the streets of Tianjin. In order to fight for a small site, there will even be conflicts between several parties. The final victim is the peaceful and harmonious Tianjin.

So Chen Dong is happy to see a smooth transition, as if nothing has happened, but his requirements are also obvious, that is, the underworld can not be black, it's better to be in the gray area, and can't touch the bottom line of society, so even if he grabs some profit value, it's justifiable.

So what Suk needs to do now is to discuss with Hongfeng and make clear their sphere of influence. This has been arranged before, and Ma Meng should be here.

Luyu teahouse, antique, tea flag fluttering in the wind, no one can think of such an elegant place, even Hongfeng's home.

The teahouse has three floors. The external structure is mostly made of wood, and the effect of retro is made by decoration. Suk stops the car and goes to the door first. Mo Xiaoqi and sun song follow him, like two left and right Dharma guards.

Before people went in, a strong aroma of tea had been diffused around. Suk didn't know what kind of tea was, but he felt that the smell was refreshing.

I didn't expect that Hongfeng would enjoy it. Putting his base camp in a teahouse gives people the feeling of talking and laughing, of being a great scholar, of having no white men, of having no silk and bamboo ears, and of being an expert in the world.

Compared with him, Ma Er, who keeps his home in a dog farm and is full of large dogs such as Tibetan mastiff and St. Bernard, is obviously inferior.

This is not to say that raising a dog is not good. It can only be said that in terms of personal taste, it is better to set up a score.

The front door is still hollowed out wooden windows, carved with four seasons patterns of spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums. The two high doors are wide open. Suk raised his foot to buy the door, but before he could stand still, a voice rang: "you wait!"

Although the voice and tone at the beginning were cold, they were quite normal. But when the speaker saw Suk's appearance, his attitude changed again."It's not open today, tea another day!"

At this time, Suk saw a table near the door. Two young and strong men opened their eyes like closing their eyes. They couldn't say how bad their faces were, but they were already impatient. Two cups of tea were still steaming on the table.

Suk did not stop, and continued to walk in. He knew that Hong Feng should have arranged the door. He said with a smile, "I'm looking for someone!"

"Ah! Did you hear me? If it doesn't open today, you'll be killed if you go in again! " A man subconsciously stood up, stretched out his arm and stopped Suk directly.

Although Suk's clothes have been taken care of in the direction of being young and promising, his actual age is here. At most, he looks like he is in his early twenties. In terms of temperament, either college students who are studying or white-collar workers who have not been working for a long time are obviously out of line with the triad society. Otherwise, he would not be stopped outside the door.

The voice of this man was very blunt and unpleasant. Suk frowned slightly, but before he spoke, Mo Xiaoqi had already stepped out first: "get out!"

Mo Xiaoqi's face was frosty, his eyes were cold, his face was tight, and his black clothes seemed a bit elusive. He blurted out and stared coldly at the man in front of him.

"Get out of the way!" Naturally, sun song is not willing to be a future partner, especially in front of Mo Xiaoqi. Although he is a future partner, he still needs to show his heart in front of Suk. He takes a step forward and pushes the man away. He has great strength, and his attitude is even worse. He has an air of not being able to speak directly.