Wealthy Diamond Wife

Chapter 645
Feng Shao still knew quite a few people, and he didn't expect them to help, and it wasn't suitable to publicize this matter. However, he still went to socialize in person and asked if anyone had seen Mo Zhenxiao.

This difficulty is not low, and, if there is no benefit, others are not willing to sell you news.

Therefore, as the boss of the organization, under the pretext of discussing business, Feng Shao successively visited many 'successful people'.

It's just that they all got nothing. They either kept silent, or they really didn't know.

However, one or two friends pointed out a way, saying that Camorra should know.

Camorra... Young Master Feng really doesn't want to deal with this person. He is engaged in unscrupulous industries. Drug trafficking, forced selling, and prostitution are almost synonymous with Camorra.

Feng Shao met him once, but only in public, he was an old man.But there was always a frightening coldness in his sharp eyes.

It was a different kind of cold light. This person has no morals and no limit.

Sitting on the sofa, Feng Shao was wearing a black overcoat, raised his legs, shook the wine glass in his hand, and held a cigar in one hand, "Kemora?"

The man sitting opposite seemed to be in his 30s, with a deep outline, flicked the ashes of his cigar, nodded, "Hmm."

"I don't really want to deal with such people, you know." Feng Shao took a sip of red wine.

"Young Master Feng, don't tell me that you stayed in Italy for such a long time and came back after a week just to discuss business." The man chuckled softly, as if he knew him very well, "I've never seen you do business like this." Desperately."

"Oh? I'm such a serious and hard-working person." Feng Shao also smiled and looked at him, "Except for Camorra?"

"You shouldn't ask me this question. You've been in Italy for so long, haven't you?" The man took a puff of cigarette and exhaled, "You shouldn't have any famous people in Italy. Shall I visit him?"

Feng Shao nodded, he didn't want to deal with such a person.

"Forget it, I have an invitation card from him. Are you interested in the banquet tomorrow night?"

As he spoke, he took out the invitation card from the lottery. The invitation card was the unique family symbol of Camorra, a skull.

Feng Shao put down the wine glass, walked to the desk, and took it with his hand, "Then, thank you."

"Although I don't know who the person you're looking for is, I did meet such an oriental man a while ago." The man spread his hands and said.

"Also, I saw it yesterday."

Hearing this, Feng Shao could no longer calm down, "Did you see it yesterday?"

"Yeah, talking in front of the Camorra seems like a cooperative relationship, but..." the man whispered, "It's more like begging for something in a low voice."

Feng Shao frowned, "Did the people from the secret door make trouble in Italy recently?" ————————

"Secret Door? That has always been the department that doesn't know what it means to be low-key, but people all over the world can't find out who their boss is." The man raised his eyes, "I heard that you have a big hatred for Secret Door? Their boss is ?”

Feng Shao put the invitation in his pocket, and extinguished the cigarette butt, "I'm not sure, but, based on the friendly reminder you gave me, I can tell you kindly that I'm a member of the royal family."

"Royal family?" The man smiled

(End of this chapter)