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"Second father, no matter what happened before, don't try Zhao Chang'an again in the future. He is just a mad dog! Let's not get involved with him. Whoever gets involved is unlucky, Zhang Shun, Xu San, Yu Yingming, and Xia Wuyue are the most obvious examples."

The word "mad dog" is spit out from Mo Haier's mouth, which looks particularly ridiculous.

The few people in the room all had strange faces, especially the innocent Zhu Ling, who was even more hilarious.

When Mo Haier saw it, he slapped her in a bad mood and slapped the millstone of her white lotus skirt.

The photo made Zhu Ling's pretty face flushed and coquettish.

"Don't be dissatisfied. Yu Yingming's words may not be lies. I suspect that this kid is possessed by a fierce ghost, otherwise he could suddenly turn from a garbage into a super big bull market? Lao Zhongpo is evil. I heard that there is a big tomb below. How can Qi Xiangfeng, the big fool market, choose the place?"

Mo Haier said in one sentence, even in the air-conditioned room at noon, it made people feel tight-skinned, and it felt so gloomy behind it.

"Brother Mo, let's just talk about things, let's not talk about this, I'm getting goosebumps."

Song Ming touched Zhu Ling's arm, it was tender and smooth, and said with a slutty smile: "You are bold."

"Don't be afraid, let Zhu Ling sleep with you at night, and have someone to accompany you. Haha, don't wake up in the middle of the night. Seeing that the moonlight is not Zhu Ling is asleep on the bed, but a female ghost in red. Haha, that's interesting!"

In Mo Haier's laughter, Song Ming's face turned pale.

He originally wanted to take Zhu Ling home to sleep tonight, but after asking Mo Haier to say this, he really dared not tonight.

"It's a long way to go! Xia Wenyang is close, Zhao Changan is far away; although Zhao Changan is in the limelight now, as long as Xia Wenyang gets through the cement factory, he will be worth tens of thousands of taels of gold every day. At that time, who could still move him at all?"

Zhang Xuelong obviously disagreed with Mo Haier's words: "We are not the same guy as this guy, and we are with Xia Wu and Qiao San. Besides, everyone said that Pei Pingjiang had alienated Xia Wenyang some time ago, but look at Xu San's case, he personally ordered Zhong Jianguo to investigate. You don't know that Zhong Jianguo is a person. As long as someone who has committed a crime in his hands will have to peel off even if he dies. Pei Pingjiang is obviously protecting Xia Wenyang."

Song Ming nodded repeatedly when he heard Zhang Xuelong's words and agreed.

To be honest, he really hates Zhao Changan very much and doesn’t like him anyway.

Although he was unwilling to admit it deep in his heart, this very bad feeling came from deep jealousy.

In recent years, there have been no support in the mountain city, and they have won a country with bare hands and earned tens of millions of property, but not many people have.

Xia Wenyang calculates one, Xu San calculates one, Chen Fanping calculates one, and of course Zhao Changan also counts one.

Even Zhao Changan is two years younger than him. Of course, Song Ming was unhappy no matter how he looked at Zhao Changan.

Mo Haier was speechless when she was refuted and looked at Zhang Xiubing.

"If it were before, we would definitely be facing Xia Wenyang, but now we have our own foundation, and not helping each other is the best choice. Xu San is the most obvious example of being caught in the middle as a gun, but Xia Wenyang killed his backhand and directly killed his family."

When Zhang Xiubing heard what he said, Mo Haier nodded. He now regarded the rich man as his lifeblood. He wanted to live happily with wealth, power and women, and he was unwilling to get involved in the bad things of Xia Wenyang and Xia Wuyue.

"So there is no need for us to neglect Xia Wenyang, it's not worth it! The scholar didn't mean to say that the old Taoist, big head, mule spoke yesterday. If Zhao Changan dared to enter Xu San's four factories one step, which leg breaks which leg, and even called Zhao Changan last night, Zhao Changan would have been timid last night. Xu San was also blind and actually wanted to be a horse-boy with Zhao Changan, a young boy."

Zhang Xuelong's refutation made Zhang Xiubing speechless, but he just smiled with a reserved "scholar".

"I won't talk about these nonsense anymore. Song Ming, Zhu Ling you brought out was given to me today. As soon as I saw Zhao Changan, I thought of my cousin Zhang Shun and wanted to bully Zhu Ling. Haha!"

Mo Haier laughed wildly: "This is also a way to express my longing for Zhang Shun."

"Brother Mo is so mean, I'll call one more later."

Song Ming smiled, not caring about it.

"What are you saying? I'm in love with Song Ming. I'm not a woman who can do the best. Brother Mo, you've misjudged the person!"

Zhu Ling stood upside down with willow-leaf eyebrows, looking cold and chaste.

"Haha, I just like your tone. Yes, I have to maintain it like this. I am worthy of being the top player of our rich man!"

Mo Haier smiled happily: "Now those rich people like your tune."

"This Zhao Changan is also a talent. Shan Cai actually came back with him. Lao Niu is also a fool. Playing with a woman can kill someone. I wanted to say hello to this girl just now, but she didn't even raise her head. I guess she hates us in her heart."

Zhang Xuelong sighed: "Actually, what you said makes sense. Zhao Changan's backstage is also very tough. It is safest not to help each other."

"That little cousin is so cruel. After Lao Niu sold his shares, she insisted that the whole family move to Zheng City. This is the face of going to make a slap."

Zhang Xiubing shook his head, "I'm still young, I don't know the cruelty inside."

"You guy next to me is Xu San's daughter? I heard that I was hurt by a college student in Mingzhu, and later I went to Zhao Chang'an's company to work as an accountant."

When Song Ming was in junior high school, he was in the same school as Xu Wanrong, but he was one level higher than Xu Wanrong.

Xu Wanrong is beautiful, so naturally there is a little punk who cares about it. Because of this, a little punk was pulled to Moon Lake by Xu San's brother-in-law and beaten to death.

However, the girl changed so quickly that Song Ming looked familiar and was not sure.

"Don't worry about his fucking!"

Mo Haier picked up the wine glass and drank it all: "Drink, eat, play with women!"

It made the two women laugh, while Zhu Ling looked cold and arrogant as if she was not a stranger. She looked as pure as she was.

After a happy meal, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

The sun was scorching outside, so they were about to play mahjong for a while, and then they went directly to the rich man when it was almost black.

"Lingling ~"

At this time, Zhang Xiubing's phone rang.

After answering the phone, Zhang Xiubing looked strange.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Xuelong asked in confusion.

"Just just now, the old Taoist, the big head and the mule were all caught."

"Pu ~"

The mahjong in Zhang Xuelong's hand fell on the table and exclaimed: "So quickly!"

"This Zhao Changan is not enthusiastic about saving his father-in-law at all, but he is very nervous about his father-in-law's property!"

Song Ming next to him laughed at him and cursed in his heart, "Isn't this good luck if I suck it?"

"Or what I said was a lunatic, and what I was thinking in my head could not be judged by common sense. Xia Wenyang defeated Xu San. Maybe Zhao Changan was still grateful to Xia Wenyang in his heart and gave him the opportunity to get Xu San's property. This is not, the old Taoist and the others said yesterday, but they were fucked by Zhao Changan today; they were simply a vicious dog protecting food!"

Mo Haier's proud comments.

He did not envy Xu San's millions of property that Zhao Chang'an was about to obtain. He was a self-aware person. If he could protect his own acre of three parts of the land, he would be content.

"Damn it, this old and young man are two crazy people. They bit each other and looked very fierce. But the unlucky ones are everyone else, and they have nothing to do with it!"

Zhang Xuelong, who felt that he had understood it, was so angry that he cursed, and his heart was filled with dark terror.

These two people are evil spirits who eat people and don’t spit bones.

Mo Haier is right. If we don’t help each other, we can be as far away as we can.

Don’t accidentally rub it, you will lose your skin even if you don’t die!
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