"Miss Cen, how dare I not sell it? Without Miss Cen, I would still be a gangster. " Han Mo said to Cen ye'er with a smile.
"Well. You just know who you are. When I have a date with my dad, you will sell the shares to my dad. "
CEN ye'er finished and hung up.
Han Mo's eyes were cold and he sat on the sofa.
He looked out of the window at the big manor bathed in the night.
If the shares are sold, everything he has now will disappear.
No way.
He must think of another way to get rid of the father and daughter of Cen Chu and Cen ye'er.
……
The next morning.
After having breakfast, Han Mo gets on the bus.
Let the driver drive and take him to the company.
The corners of his lips were always smiling.
During this period of time, Han Zheng not only gave him 10% of the company's shares, but also let him start to contact with things in the company.
Thinking of everything he touched, Han Mo's eyes revealed greed.
Because of these, how can he continue to be the puppet of Cen Chu and Cen ye'er?
Han Mo narrowed his eyes and began to think about countermeasures.
However, he is just a gangster after all.
I don't even have decent contacts.
How to deal with the father and daughter?
Han Mo thought about it and couldn't come up with a decent way.
Subconsciously look out the window.
His eyes changed.
"This is not the way to the company. Where are you taking me? "
The driver did not answer Han Mo and continued to drive.
Han Mo looked at the driver's ordinary but cold face.
I can't help but start to panic.
"I asked you, you didn't hear me!"
He roared.
The driver just looked at him coldly through the rearview mirror.
"Where you're going, when you get there, you'll know."
Han Mo was stabbed by his eyes.
He suppresses the panic, takes out the handset, then wants to make a phone call.
But it turns out there's no signal.
He is more and more flustered!
The car stopped on a remote road.
Han Mo immediately opened the door and jumped out of the car.
He is about to run.
However, four big men came and blocked his way out.
"What are you going to do?" Han Mo trembled and said, "if you want money, you can make a price! Don't hurt me, I'm Han Mo! Han Mo, the successor of Han's chaebol
"Well, you're just a street thug. What big star? What are the heirs of the plutocrats? " Followed by Han Mo came over the driver, said contemptuously.
Han Mo looks back at the driver.
Suddenly, he understood.
"You are also bribed by Cen ye'er! What do you want to do when you bring me here and let these four people show up? " Han Mo clenched his fist and roared.
"Miss Cen has already seen that you have two hearts for her. She guessed that you would not sell the shares to Mr. Cen obediently. So, she will teach you a lesson. Let you listen to her and be her dog. Do whatever she asks you to do. "
"What What do you mean Han Mo's voice trembled.
The driver ignored Han Mo and said to the four men who had surrounded Han Mo, "let's do it."
Han Mo's eyes suddenly constricted, and there was no chance to resist, so he was caught by two of them.
The third man rolled up his sleeve.
He watched the fourth man take out a tube of injection.
The bright needle refracts dazzling light in the sun.
Suddenly, Han Mo understood.
CEN ye'er is good at medicine.
She's going to control him with drugs and make him addicted!
"No! No Han Mo shakes his head crazily.
"You have no chance to resist." Said the driver, sneering.
Han Mo watched helplessly as the injection was about to be injected into his arm.
At this critical moment, a cold voice sounded.
"Let him go."
Han Mo looks, and Han Xiao walks towards him.
The handsome face was covered with cold.
Han Mo was overjoyed and cried happily, "brother, help me!"
"Han Xiao, it's none of your business here."
The driver's face sank.
Han Xiao hooked his lips and sneered.
Kick the long leg on the bodyguard with the injection.
The bodyguard fell to the ground.
The other three bodyguards can't take care of Han Mo any more and attack Han Xiao.Han Xiao's skill is quite good, but these three bodyguards are not his opponents.
Originally, some high spirited drivers could not care about anything.
I got on the bus and ran away.
Han Mo was kicked in the leg by the bodyguard before, and he couldn't run fast for a while.
He dragged a leg and said to Han Xiao, "brother, thank you. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have thought what would have happened just now. "
Han Xiao looked at Han Mo, who was still afraid, and said, "OK. You know in your heart that you are not my brother at all. I also heard what the driver said just now. You're just a thug who Cen ye'er came to impersonate my brother. "
Han Mo pursed his lower lip and forced a smile at Han Xiao.
"Brother, don't listen to his nonsense. How could I not be your brother? After all, the DNA identification report can't be fake. "
"You won't admit it, will you?" Han Xiao squints at Han mo.
Han Mo clenched the root of his teeth, and big beads of sweat came out of his forehead.
If he admits his identity, it's over.
Han Xiao gave a light smile in his nose.
He went on: "it doesn't matter if you don't want to admit it. Big deal, be caught by Cen Ye Er again, inject poison to you
Han Xiao said, turning to go.
Han Mo's eyes fell on the injection on the ground.
He gave a shudder.
Don't care about anything. Grab Han Xiao's arm.
"What good will it do me if I admit it?"
Han Xiao looks back at Han Mo and his eyes are slightly narrowed.
……
After talking with Han Mo, Han Xiao drives away.
The car stopped in front of its villa.
There's already a car parked there.
The door is open.
The driver who kidnapped Han Mo got out of the car.
Respectfully toward Han Xiao came: "big little."
Han Xiao glanced at him and said, "this time things are beautiful."
……
CEN ye'er calls Han Mo again.
Han Mo looks at Cen ye'er's phone number on the screen.
A touch of hate flashed through my eyes.
He put on the phone in a tone of never before had.
"Miss Cen."
CEN ye'er said straightforwardly: "at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon, go to box 202 of Imperial Hotel. You take the equity transfer book with you, and my father and I will wait for you there. "
Han Mo asked, "Miss Cen, how much money does Cen always plan to spend on my stock right?"
"Oh..." CEN ye'er lengthened his voice and sneered: "Han Mo, what do you mean? Yes? I really think I'm Han Mo, and I think those shares are yours? "
Han Mo said lightly: "thanks to Miss Cen, I know my identity very well. If there is no Miss Cen, I'm a gangster with nothing. "