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"He, let's go first." Jiang Mohe's girlfriend, Weiwei, saw Wen Mengyang spit at them again, pulling on La Jiang Mohe's clothes forbearingly on her face.

To be honest, although Wen Mengyang's actions at this time are a bit like the people in the market.

However, Jiang Zian and Jiang Mochuan thought that Wen Mengyang looked so handsome and beautiful at this time.

"Walk around~~ Hurry up, it's better not to come again, it will be an eye-catcher all day long." Wen Mengyang heard Weiwei tell Jiang Mohe to leave together, and immediately looked as if the two were extremely unwelcome. He reached out and waved his hands and said.

"You dead woman, wait for me." Jiang Mohe's face was a little ugly, and he reached out his finger to Wen Mengyang and hurriedly left the ward with Weiwei after speaking.

"I'm just waiting here, remember, Wen Mengyang from the Southern National Army." Wen Mengyang saw Jiang Mohe finally left with Weiwei, and walked to the door of the ward to look at the back of the two people. Shouted arrogantly.

I only saw that Jiang Mohe seemed to stagger, if there was no support by Weiwei next to him: I would fall down.

"Okay, stop making trouble, come back soon." Jiang Zian saw Wen Mengyang's unstoppable appearance, and dumbfoundingly beckoned to Wen Mengyang to signal Wen Mengyang to return to him quickly.

"Huh~~ I'm not afraid of ten of this kind of scum."

"I know that bullying is afraid of hard work." Wen Mengyang returned to Jiang Zian and stood beside Jiang Zian, patted his hand with disdain.

"Well done, I think you can come to Xi'er as a flower protector now." Jiang Mochuan also expressed his appreciation for Wen Mengyang's approach.

Wen Mengyang is a person who can afford to put it under the shelf, and being with this kind of person is the most comfortable.

Even Jiang Mochuan, an iceberg for thousands of years, feels that Jiang Zian has found a good wife.

"Sure, how much do you want to pay me?" Wen Mengyang asked while looking at Jiang Mochuan with a smile.

Because Jiang Mohe and Weiwei came and then went to Wen Mengyang to hang and beat them, the atmosphere in the ward was not as depressing as before.

"Oh?"

"I always thought you and Xi'er had a good relationship. I didn't expect you to take care of her and ask for a salary?" Jiang Mochuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Wen Mengyang and asked.

Jiang Zian on the side saw Wen Mengyang's mischievous appearance, so he could only stand aside and watch helplessly.

"It's different."

"What's the difference? They all take care of Xi'er, and there are different ones?" Wen Mengyang curled his lips, and Jiang Mochuan was puzzled. Is there any difference in taking care of Chen Xi?

"Of course it's different. If Xixi is sick alone, I will definitely take care of her voluntarily, but you are here now."

"Besides, you invited me over. It's a fool to have money or not. If you are so rich, you shouldn't care about me, right?" Wen Mengyang seriously talked to Jiang Mochuan about taking care of Chen Xi's salary.

I don't even know that the house has been secretly watched.

"But~~Boss, if we are caught by Jiang Mochuan, we won’t be able to eat. There are old people and children in our family, and the family will depend on me to support them. If Jiang Mochuan finds me, I’m afraid I will come. I can't come back in time." In a room on the 36th floor of a certain hotel, a middle-aged man looked at the young man in front of him with some fear.

"One hundred thousand." The young man spoke slowly.

"But~~~"

"Two hundred thousand."

"If you are really caught, I will take all of you in your family and take care of them." The middle-aged man wanted to say something, but he was interrupted by the young man as soon as he spoke.

Young men also put more tempting conditions on middle-aged men.

"You~~ what you said is true?" The middle-aged man looked at the young man in front of him with some uncertainty and asked tentatively.

"Just say you don't do it, you can just leave if you don't." The young man seemed to be a little impatient because of being suspected by the middle-aged man. He raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man and asked directly.

"Do it, do it." The middle-aged man nodded to the rattle when he saw the young man in front of him looked a little impatient.

"Well, then use this number to contact me." The young man took out his own business card from his pocket and handed it to the middle-aged man.

"Okay, then our deposit~~~"

"This is fifty thousand, and one hundred fifty thousand will be given to you when the matter is done." The middle-aged man hurriedly found the business card in the young man's hand, and then hesitated to talk about the deposit.

It was the first time that he did such a thing for the young man in front of him.

He wasn't particularly relieved of the young man in front of him, worried that if he was so timid and did what he told him, what would happen to the young man in front of him?

The young man impatiently took out 50,000 yuan in cash from his bag and threw it directly on the ground.

"Yes, yes~~ Then what, boss, I will go out first."

"I will call you when I finish this matter." The middle-aged man looked at the renminbi scattered on the ground, only feeling his cheeks blush.

But no way.

He helps the young man in front of him do things for money.

No matter how to insult him, he still has to pick up the money on the ground obediently.

"Wait~~Remember, this thing must be done fast, and you must not let anyone find out that you have any contact with me." The young man looked at the back of the middle-aged man who was about to leave, and called out. Said the middle-aged man.

"Yes, yes~~ I must do this well." The middle-aged man nodded and said.

"Hey~~ Is it Miss Zhang Ruolan?" After the middle-aged man left, the young man in the room made a phone call and went out.

"Who are you?" Zhang Ruolan's voice came from the phone.

Zhang Ruolan couldn't tell whose voice the man on the phone was.

Although I know a lot of friends, no one seems to have a voice like the voice of the man on the phone, sounding very immature.

"Don't worry about who I am. I only ask if you have any particularly annoying people lately. Maybe I can help you solve them." The middle-aged man's voice is a little cold, as if he can feel him through the phone. Gloomy breath.

"I'm asking who you are." Zhang Ruolan was very depressed, how could anyone know that she has a particularly annoying person.

A bad feeling rose from the bottom of my heart.

"I said, you don't care who I am."

"Just tell me if you have anyone you want to retaliate against recently."

"If it doesn't, I'll hang up." When the young man heard Zhang Ruolan asking himself again who he was, he immediately got a little impatient and prepared to hang up.