Chief, Love for you is wrong

"Ask the aunt where her mother lives here, tell her mother to pack up her clothes and I'll take you away." Mo Bai patted her dream seeking shoulder and said softly when she sat down on the sofa.

Looking for a dream, he looked at him and sipped his thin lips. "Will dad leave with us?"

Mo Bai nodded, "HMM." patted the dreamer's back, "remember what I said in the hospital. Don't tell mom that dad is in hospital. This is an agreement between men."

With his father's approval, he nodded heavily and clenched his fist for the common secret between father and son.

He stood up and walked to the servant nearby without looking at him. His eyes moved from dream seeking to Mo Bai. Besson took a cigar out of the luxurious cigarette box.

Skillfully and elegantly cut off the head with a knife and ignite it, clip it on and slowly inhale it into the mouth. Besson looked relaxed and rested on the back of the sofa and slowly tasted the cigar just flown back from Cuba. After the rich and mellow cigar fragrance filled the mouth, he slowly spit out the smoke, and burst out the calm and sharp pupil from the slightly narrowed eyes.

"Young people, too arrogant people, life is usually very short."

Bayern still taught with the arrogant tone of looking like a mole ant. Mo Bai's delicate eyebrows and eyes frowned. His abdominal recovery was not very good. He just looked for one thing. He didn't want to drag it down. He woke up and continued to sleep for two days. He immediately set out from the United States to Brunei. He didn't have so much time to listen to Bayern's preaching here, and he was not qualified to preach with him!

The lips with appropriate thickness curled coldly, and the colored glass pupil raised one side of the eyebrow tip. There was more ridicule, but it was even more cruel. "Low eyebrow Fushun may not be able to live a long life." as soon as the conversation turned, he raised his eyes and looked at Bayern, "Bayern, the Golden Crescent side, I guarantee you ten years of worry free."

Mo Bai's voice was very stable, without waves, but he was so determined and proud. He was stunned by Beisen. His hand holding the cigar stopped for so 0.5 seconds. Although he recovered soon, such a moment of stagnation was enough to betray his surprise and shock.

Mo Bai's corner of the eye, of course, also closed the moment's pause in the bottom of his eyes. He leaned back on the back of the sofa expressionless and let his abdominal cavity relax. When it was not so painful, he was slightly out of breath.

"Jizhan is the first brother of the golden triangle. You have become king on Venus in recent years. Although you are not in the same mountain forest, two tigers compete for the same fat meat outside the mountain. Even if you are the winner, you always hurt your legs and feet. As everyone on the road knows, as far as I know, you lost nearly 5 billion because of the fight with Jizhan last year This does not include the finished products or semi-finished products that were seized by the police last year. "

"What are you for?" he still negotiated with Mo Bai in a high manner. The dignity made the servants nearby feel uncomfortable. His cold breath was a little colder than the polished marble on the ground. Mo Bai, who was sitting nearest to him, was still so lazy on the back of the sofa.

Mo Bai sneered with disdain when he heard what Bayern said, and raised his delicate eyebrows. His eyebrows were deep and cold. Different from the strong aura that Bayern could not ignore, Mo Bai's voice, color and emotion were only so obvious in his frown and smile. It was not strong, but it was definitely a cold and arrogant that people could not ignore!

"Byson, you only talk about business in the business field. If you ask such a childish question, it seems that you are really old." Leng hum said, Mo Bai received the radio, and the perfect lip liner still left an undisguised contempt.

As soon as his words came to an end, byson's momentum strengthened. The war between the two people ignited rapidly with Mo Bai's sentence. This result is also Mo Bai's hope. What he wants is a quick decision!

For Bayern, there is no need to use the circuitous tactics in the business field. Since Bayern wants profits, he directly puts the interests. If 10% is not enough, plus 20%, if not, it will be 30%. Under the temptation of huge profits, he will always have to nod his head!