The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 178
When Mo Huasong drove to the school gate, he saw Mu En who had just returned from the outside with a sad face.

Mo Huasong stopped the car in a hurry, pressed the car window and called, "Muen."

When Mu En heard someone calling him, he looked up and found Mo Huasong and the limited-plate Rolls-Royce Cullinan at the same time. He couldn't help showing shock. "Hua Song, is this car yours?"

This is a limited edition Cullinan. Although Mu En's family can also buy it, he has always kept a low profile and would not buy this kind of luxury car to drive.

Mo Huasong smiled and said, "That's right. What are you busy with these days? I called you and kept saying that I'm not at school. Get in the car and I'll treat you to lunch."

It was rare to see his brother, so Mo Huasong temporarily put aside the matter of looking for Xiao Jie.

But Muen shook his head and said, "Hua Song, I really have something else to do, I'll treat you to dinner another day."

Mo Huasong stared at Mu En and said: "Brother, is there any difficult matter? If there is, just tell me, don't dare to say anything else, in Zhanhai City, I can still settle it."

Mu En looked at Mo Huasong's Cullinan, hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his head and said: "Brother Huasong, thank you for your kindness, I have nothing to do, I can settle it myself."

After finishing speaking, Mu En bid farewell to Mo Huasong, and hurried to the school, as if afraid of being discovered by others.

Seeing what Mu En said, Mo Huasong had no choice but to drive to the performance company.

This performance company originally belonged to the Li family, but after being taken over by the Songhua Group, many newcomers settled in.

The performance company rented the third floor of a building, very close to the city gymnasium.

Mo Huasong parked the car under the building and took the elevator to the floor where the performance company was located.

At the entrance of the company, there were four sturdy bodyguards guarding. As soon as they saw Mo Huasong, they immediately reached out and stopped him: "Hello, sir, please show your ID."

"What's wrong? I can't go in?" Mo Huasong looked at the performance company inside and got a little angry.

This is his family's company, he is the prince, he can get in any way he wants.

The bodyguard nodded and said: "Yes, if you don't have an appointment or pass, you can't enter our company."

These two days Xiao Jie is rehearsing in the company, and many suitors or fans often come to visit the class.

Seeing that it would affect the normal operation of the company, the boss of the company invited bodyguards to guard the company, and idlers were not allowed to enter the company.

"I'm looking for Xiao Jie." Mo Huasong said, "I can go in now."

"I know you're looking for Xiao Jie, but you can't go in without a certificate." The bodyguard shook his head.

"What? I'm looking for Xiao Jie, but I can't go in yet?" Mo Huasong wanted to hit someone.

A voice came from behind: "Boy, what's so great about looking for Xiao Jie? I'm also looking for Xiao Jie."

"That's right, we're all looking for Xiao Jie." On the right, stood a group of young men in suits and leather shoes, each holding a large bouquet of roses in their hands, and their eyes looked like wolves that had been hungry for 100 years.

The bodyguard mocked: "Sir, did you see it? Not only you are looking for Ms. Xiao Jie, but there are many people outside looking for her. I'm sorry, you can't go in without the consent of the company boss or Ms. Xiao Jie."

The young man hurriedly said, "Bodyguard brother, I'm Lao Zhiming, the general manager of Yinshu Company. This time, Xiao Jie's concert is sponsored by our company for 1000 million. Can I not go in?"

"I'm sorry, we don't know about the sponsorship. We just follow the orders of our boss or Ms. Xiao Jie." The bodyguard heard that Lao Zhiming sponsored Xiao Jie's concert for 1000 million, and knew that this was a local tyrant, so he couldn't be offended.

Lao Zhiming was very angry. He called the boss of the performance company just now, but the other party didn't answer, and he didn't know what happened.

He called Xiao Jie, but she refused to answer.

Alas, in order to pursue Xiao Jie this time, he directly spent 1000 million to sponsor her concert. Why is she so ruthless?
Lao Zhiming had asked Xiao Jie out for dinner many times, but he never agreed, which made him really anxious.

Xiao Jie will leave Zhanhai City after the concert, how will he find her in the future?
Mo Huasong was about to rush in, but he didn't expect a heavenly voice from inside: "What are you doing?"

"Wow, Xiao Jie came out to meet us." The son behind was trembling with excitement.

"Xiao Jie, my goddess, I can finally see her."

"Xiao Jie, I'll treat you to lunch, are you free?" Lao Zhiming hurriedly called out, "I sponsored 1000 million."

Xiao Jie was about to refuse, when she suddenly saw Mo Huasong, rolled her eyes, pretended not to see him, and said to Lao Zhiming with a smile, "Do you really want to invite me to dinner?"

"Yes, pearls are not so real." Lao Zhiming nodded desperately.

"It's terrible, it's terrible, someone wants Hongxing to cheat out of the wall." Huo Ling yelled gloatingly.

When Mo Huasong heard the conversation between Xiao Jie and Lao Zhiming, he was furious. "Xiao Jie, you can't eat with others."

"Boy, who are you? Believe it or not, I will make you disappear from this world immediately?" Lao Zhiming was so angry that he pointed at Mo Huasong's nose and cursed. "I'm rich, who are you?"

Lao Zhiming thought that Mo Huasong was just an ordinary fan, who couldn't even afford a bouquet of roses, so why pretend to be here?
When Mo Huasong was about to hit Lao Zhiming, Xiao Jie panicked when he saw it. Lao Zhiming is a rich son, so it would be bad if things got worse.

"Mo Huasong, you can't hit people." Xiao Jie hurried up to stop him.

Lao Zhiming was so happy that he was about to dance, oh my God, Xiao Jie stood up for him in order to prevent others from beating him, he was so happy.

It seems that Xiao Jie still likes him.Alas, who told him to be rich and handsome?

"You, you help him?" Mo Huasong glared at Xiao Jie, his right fist clenched.

"Master, hit Xiao Jie, if you don't hit women, go to the house and expose the tiles." Huo Ling really feared that the world would not be chaotic.

"Nigger—" Sword Spirit scolded Fire Spirit angrily.

"Your sister, if you dare to call me a nigger, I will beat you to death." Huo Ling was furious.

Sword Spirit didn't take it seriously: "Can you beat me?"

"I—" Huo Ling wilted.

Mo Huasong didn't know why, but when he saw Xiao Jie's beautiful face, the anger that was so desperate just now seemed to subside a little.

Mo Huasong turned his head and glared at Lao Zhiming. Lao Zhiming felt a force hitting his knee.

"Crack." Lao Zhiming's feet softened, and he knelt down towards Mo Huasong.

"Hmph." Mo Huasong raised his head triumphantly.

"Damn, who is pushing me from behind?" Lao Zhiming got up from behind in embarrassment, staring at the back angrily.

The young masters in the back shook their heads and waved their hands desperately, indicating that it had nothing to do with them.

Silvertree Company is not simple, at least one billion market value, not something they can afford.

Xiao Jie knew that Mo Huasong was playing tricks behind him, and stared at him angrily: "Mo Huasong, what are you doing here? Don't make trouble here."

PS: Tomorrow morning I will fly to Shanghai to participate in China Literature’s IP Annual Conference. I will try my best to code and write hard at the airport, on the plane, and in the hotel.Ask for votes and rewards.

(End of this chapter)