C20

Inside the Mo's Group.

"Director Mo referee, I hope you can give us the director's explanation for this matter." The one who spoke was the General Manager of the company under Mo's Group, Nangong Yue. A man in his thirties.

Mo Zherann raised his head and looked as he was talking to him, suddenly, his mouth had a trace of an unnoticeable smile, which disappeared very quickly.

"Manager Nangong Yue, what kind of explanation do you want me to give you?" Mo Zherann said in a neither hurried nor slow manner. However, there was too much coldness in those black eyes, making people shudder in fear.

"Didn't the group decide to merge our company?" Nangong Yue's attitude was very bad, but at the same time, he was very anxious. He did not want himself to become someone else's subordinate company, otherwise many things would be exposed.

"You don't want to merge?" After listening to his words, Mo Zherann was certain of one thing.

"Yes, from the moment I entered Mo's Group, I, Nangong Yue, have always been working diligently. Everyone can see the benefits of our company, but now that you treat me like this, I will just merge with you, what do you think of the other branch organizations under the board?" He was actually very smart. It was clearly something he wanted, but Consort Qi wanted to give it back to someone else.

Mo Zherann only smiled and nodded, then picked up the folder on the table and started to read.

"Your company has been losing money since last year, working on two projects, and so far the company has been losing money. Nangong Yue, do you dare say that you are working hard?" Mo Zherann immediately threw the folder in his hands onto the table, and looked coldly at the man who was tenacious just a moment ago.

"I have no other choice on this project. The main company chose the wrong project so why would they blame it on me?" Nangong Yue was a little dissatisfied, but beads of sweat were already forming on his forehead.

Last October, you made 4 million into your private account. In November, your daughter joined the United States and you sent 500 thousand into your account. This year, January, you made a large amount of money into your personal account. Mo Zherann's few words that carried a slight smile made Nangong Yue sweat profusely. He never thought that his own matters would be so clear in the eyes of others, and could not help but feel surprised, as he never thought that he would be able to intimidate Mo Zherann, but never thought that he would fail to steal from him.

"How is this possible?" Even in front of the evidence, Nangong Yue didn't want to admit his everything, so he still struggled.

"Do you want me to call the person who sent you the money?" Mo Zherann crossed his hands, looking at the man who was struggling in death's door in front of him, he really wanted to laugh.

"That's impossible, he's already here." But before Nangong Yue could even finish his sentence, he suddenly stopped. It was because he realized that he made a fatal mistake, and there was obviously no evidence. There was a type of person who would not die if he did not do something. That was his type.

"There's no need for me to tell you this. I presume that everyone isn't deaf or blind." Mo Zherann's words made everyone speechless.

"Mo Zherann, everyone has seen my results. The old man won't change his attitude towards me just because of a single sentence you said." So it turned out that Nangong Yue had always been a person of the Old Master Mo.

"Since you are my grandfather's person, what do you think my grandfather will do to you?" Originally, Mo Zherann did not want to fall out with them, but there were some people who did not care about face anymore. If that was the case, then Mo Zherann would have to leave him be as well.

"Nangong Yue's Mo's Group cannot tolerate your impudence." Just then, Old Master Mo walked in with a face full of anger, causing everyone present to stand up.

"Old Master Mo." Mo Zherann also stood up, but Mo Zherann did not say anything, his face did not have any expression, making others unable to understand what he was thinking in his heart.

"Old Master." Nangong Yue walked over, but the old man raised his walking stick and swung it at Nangong Yue. Perhaps it was because he was mentioned earlier, but was extremely angry.

"What right do you have to hit me?" Nangong Yue was enraged. He never thought that the last straw would turn out like this, and couldn't help but make a decision. Since he didn't want his face, there was no need for him to care about it.

"You useless thing." The old man's words made no one else speak. After all, he was still smart enough to protect his own safety.

"I'm useless, the truly useless person isn't me, right? You're a freshman, yet you don't want to let go, and you still have doubts and worry about your own grandson. In the end, who are you to be useless?" Nangong Yue's words still made him not speak.

And it was at this time that Nangong Yue suddenly picked up the chair beside him and smashed it into the crowd. In order to avoid the attack, everyone dispersed, and it was at this time that Nangong Yue took advantage of the large crowd of people fleeing in panic. merely watched as he left, and did not stop him.

"Don't any of you know how to call for security? The entire company that Nangong Yue is in can't let anyone go so easily. Anyone who betrays Mo's Group will not have a good ending. " Mo Zherann picked up his phone and sent a message, then coughed and spoke again.

If anyone has any questions, come and find me at any time, I, Mo Zherann, will give you an explanation. I don't like lies, as long as you don't get discovered by me, you can do anything you want, but there are some things that you have to understand, some can move, some can't. As he spoke, he picked up his stuff from the table and walked out.

When the old man was the only one left in the office, he sat down and looked at the empty meeting room. Thinking back to what Nangong Yue had just said, he had a kind of indescribable feeling.

Was he really wrong? The incident over 20 years ago had caused resentment in his heart, and every time he saw his grandson, he would think of those things. Was he really unable to let it go? But if he had let them go, would today's end have been different?

But where is the medicine of regret in life?

Just as Mo Yi walked into the office, his phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Su Xiaowan calling. Then he pressed the button to listen.

"What's wrong?" Mo Zherann's words perked Su Xiaowan's spirits up.

"Why don't you come back earlier tonight? I have something to tell you." Su Xiaowan's words made Mo Zherann look at her watch.

"Alright. I'll try my best. "