"Please make yourself clear!"
"Mr. Mo, is what he said true?"
"If so, isn't moliancheng suspected of kidnapping? It's not trivial...
at this time, Jin Shixun stopped asking, but stood on the side with a cold face, like a bystander who stood aloof from the world, quietly watching moliancheng in danger, and then he felt a bit of comfort. The face of the adoptive parents passed through their minds and was released along with the hatred that had been pressing on the bottom of their hearts.
Mo Liancheng tried to speak, but the microphone in front of him had no sound at all. He only saw what his lips were reading, and his face became a little gloomy.
Quan Shu stares at Mo Liancheng with red eyes, as if he couldn't get rid of it until he was cramped and stripped. It seems that uncle Quan, who is worth more than $100 million, has indeed changed his appearance. In the past, the image of rich uncle, who used to be romantic and elegant, has disappeared completely. Instead, he is in a mess.
"Moliancheng, I'm not finished with you!" With that, uncle Quan suddenly pulled out a knife from somewhere and rushed to the rostrum. He looked like a manic beast. He was roaring like a maniac beast, and he was running forward with great strides.
There was a shrill scream in the crowd, and the reporters holding cameras, microphones and all kinds of interview equipment fled in panic. Because the crowd is dense, we collide with each other, people tumble to the ground, the scene suddenly a mess color.
Seeing this, Zhong Lin protects Mo Liancheng. He immediately orders the two bodyguards behind him and yells, "hurry, protect Mo, always go first!"
Never once, the development of the situation has exceeded Mo Liancheng's expectation. Even if he does not leave, he can easily subdue uncle Quan with one blow and one foot. But if things really develop like this, tomorrow's news will be very lively.
Therefore, moliancheng can only leave the scene temporarily.
Uncle Quan didn't catch Mo Liancheng. Zhong Lin was in front of him regardless of everything. He even grabbed uncle Quan's wrist holding a knife. The two men tore up in front of the rostrum and rolled to the ground.
Zhong Lin insisted for a long time, heard the news came to the security personnel will he subdued, dead press on the ground. At the same time, the police also rushed to the meeting room of the Mohist group. Some people called the police in the chaos, and the scene was quickly controlled. Except for a few reporters who went to the police station to record their confessions, the rest of them were scattered in shock.
Soon, the news of Mobi group's press conference and riot spread all over the network, and the people in Jiangcheng all knew about it. All the headlines on the front page were rushed to the top of the story.
This is the case in the real society. If you are strong enough to defecate, it will be praised by everyone. If you are defeated, it will be trampled by thousands of people. Especially for people with status like moliancheng, it is even more serious.
Mo Liancheng and Zhong Lin have been in the study of Donglin villa for a full hour. Mu Qingqing saw the farce of the press conference on the Internet. She was very worried and walked back and forth in the living room. Although she didn't say anything, she was extremely anxious.
On the one hand, she didn't want to have a real accident in moliancheng. On the other hand, she was really worried that her brother would be used, because relying on his ability, she would not have such a great impact on the Mohist group. Jin Shixun is an impulsive boy, who is easy to be used as a shield by people with a heart.
Think about it carefully, Jin Shixun is the best weapon to deal with Molian city. He has hatred for Molian City, but moliancheng will not take him for mu Qingqing's sake. Once a person has a fear, then the act will certainly have omissions, be merciful, it is the best time to take advantage of the opportunity.
Mu Qingqing called Jin Shixun. It was the 12th call, and no one was listening.
Once again, the company fell into a crisis. No one knows how Uncle Quan got into the venue through heavy security monitoring. No one knows whether the walkie talkie and microphone suddenly lost their voice were really accidental or man-made. Everything seems to be a bureau. This is the Bureau set up by Molian City, but I didn't expect that he had already fallen into the Bureau of others.
Zhong Lin hung up the phone and turned to look at Mo Liancheng, who was smoking on the side. He said with a face of embarrassment, "Mr. Mo, the old man of Quan Shu has been arrested and is recording a confession."
"I think he's such a fool. He's so stupid that he dares to make such a thing in public! Mr. Mo, don't worry. I will take care of him this time! " Zhong Lin was dizzy with anger and said with gnashing teeth.
Mo Liancheng glared at Zhong Lin and said in a cold voice, "no one can move him. At this time, we can't even touch a hair of him, you idiot!"
With that, Mo Liancheng got up and picked up his coat, "Uncle Quan is very smart and afraid of things. If there was no big event, he would not have rushed back to Jiangcheng to make such a scene! It's not only against his temperament, but also with reason. "
Zhong Lin frowned. "Mr. Mo, do you mean it's true that uncle Quan said his wife and children were kidnapped?"Mo Liancheng's eyes were deeper. He didn't answer Zhong Lin's words, but asked him to check what happened to Uncle Quan during this period. Later, Mo Liancheng put on his coat and went out to the door.
"Mr. Mo, where are you going? There are reporters' cars at the gate of the villa area." Zhong Lin some worried said, also followed up.
"Go and record the confession!" Mo Liancheng said, then opened the door of the study.
The car with media is better. Mo Liancheng wants to let them know that he is open and aboveboard. Naturally, he is not afraid to confront uncle Quan. If moliancheng is really suspected of kidnapping, then naturally it will not escape. Otherwise, as long as there is no conclusion for a day, moliancheng will be innocent.
Push open the door, Mo Liancheng's eyes just meet a pair of beautiful eyes of Mu Qingqing. She is standing near the door of the study, with a worried look on her face.
Seeing Mo Liancheng come out, Mu Qingqing immediately meets him, "are you ok?"
Mo Liancheng's throat rolled. He raised his hand and touched Mu Qingqing's shoulder. He still pretended to be insipid and said, "small things can be solved soon. Wait for me at home. It's very chaotic outside. Don't go there!"
Mu Qingqing nodded and did not speak. Looking at Mo Liancheng's back in a hurry downstairs, Mu Qingqing's heart can't help but pull up.
Looking back, my eyes just fell on the half open study. Cigarette butts scattered all over the ground around the garbage can, showing a faint sense of desolation