Su Youde was shocked and looked at Ye Mo in fear.

He never expected that the "Spring River Flower and Moon Map" was actually a waste of Ye Mo.

"Dad, thank you for your reminder, otherwise I might have been jailed."

Su Youde wiped his forehead and sweated coldly.

"Of course, now, it's just temporary."

Su Sihai added:

"Ye Mo, in the final analysis, is still a waste. When the limelight of this matter is over, what should we do to him or what we should do to him at that time."

"A cowardly, there is no need to be afraid of him!"

"Okay, dad!"

Su Youde nodded.

Su Sihai said this very little, but it was hard to escape Ye Mo's ears.

He smiled faintly, too lazy to care.

"Brother-in-law, I just spoke to you, don't take it to your heart."

Su Youde walked up to Ye Mo and rubbed his hands and smiled.

"What about the "Spring River Flowers and Moon Map"?"

Ye Mo asked.

"I'm lost... I'm lost." Su Youde looked embarrassed.

"Lost?"

Ye Mo glanced at him.

"Ahem, it's not considered lost."

Su Youde trembled all over and looked embarrassed:

"Originally, after our dad handed me the painting, I immediately went to the appraisal agency, and the appraisal price was 2.3 million yuan."

"I thought about getting the money and buying a Mercedes-Benz, but at the appraisal agency, a guy asked me if I wanted to make more money."

"Then what?"

"The man told me that my painting is worth 2.3 million yuan, and I mortgaged the painting to him and asked him to lend money to usury. There will be one percent interest every day, and the payment will be paid every day." Su Youde continued:

"In other words, if I put the painting there, the interest alone would be 23,000 yuan a day. I was moved at that time, and signed a contract with him and mortgaged the painting. That night I received 23,000 yuan."

"But I called him today, but I found that the mobile phone number was already empty, and I couldn't contact him, and I had no paintings."

At the end, Su Youde wanted to cry but not cry.

Ye Mo was helpless, and he didn't expect Su Youde to make such a low-level mistake.

This is obviously a routine. You value other people's interest, but what they like is your principal.

"Brother-in-law, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I lost the painting. Don't blame me! Don't sue me either!"

Su Youde was pitiful and almost knelt down to Ye Mo.

"I understand this. Give me the person's mobile phone number and I'll solve it."

Ye Mo said.

His stuff is not that easy to get.

"good."

Su Youde immediately handed the number to Ye Mo:

"Brother-in-law, this number has become an empty number, and no information can be found at all. That person probably ran away with the painting."

"You don't have to worry."

“Yes, yes!”

Su Youde smiled embarrassedly.

After getting the number, Ye Mo returned to the villa room.

"My parents, Ye Mo will no longer investigate the waste. Have you escaped the disaster?"

When Ye Mo disappeared, Su Youde spoke with ridicule in his eyes.

"It should be." Chen Yan felt a big rock in her heart, and finally fell:

"When this matter is over, Ye Mo will still be the waste he used to be."

"Yes, let's bear it first."

Su Sihai is also Tao.

Back in the room, Ye Mo called Hong Bao.

"Brother Ye, is there anything wrong?"

Hong Bao's respectful voice came.
Chapter completed!