Chapter 1112 Probably... a net profit of 10 million

She just saw the woman's hands at a glance. They were slender and white. Just like hers, they must be hands that are suitable for playing the piano...

Is she also a student of Nanyin?

Tong Ran stood on the cold floor with bare feet. Waves of chills came to her heart. She bit her lower lip, but tears still burst out from her eyes. She opened her lips slightly and shouted those three words, "Mo

Nanjue..."

He also came to South Africa...

But she was already dirty. When he came, how could she have the face to see him?

She was too embarrassed to see him...

Tong Ran's hands were held by the servant and she could not cover her mouth. She lowered her head, tears sliding down her thin chin into her neck.

It was him, it was really him, she saw him again...

He is still the superior Mo Nanjue, which is great.

The servant hurriedly got up and used a tissue to wipe her tears. He couldn't bear to see her like this, "Mrs. Luo, what's wrong with you?"

Tong Ran just kept crying and couldn't stop it. Her eyes were fixed on the necklace. When she was about to go to jail, she should have protected it to the death. She shouldn't have let anyone take it away.

of……

If she had known that it would be like this when they saw each other again, even if her teeth had been smashed, even if her body was bruised, even if her head was bleeding... she should have been snatched back.

Why didn't she grab it back then? Why?!

Tong Ran squatted down uncontrollably, her knees touched the ground, and she buried her head deeply. Her tears were so fierce that she bit her lower lip, leaving a circle of blood, but it didn't help.

The servant was startled and hurriedly picked her up and put her back on the bed. Tong Ran was forced to lie on her back on the bed. The grand scene of the Jewelry City was still playing on the TV, but she could no longer listen. The words of the man just now were swirling in her mind.

Face, she closed her eyes and let tears slide down the corners of her eyes into her hair.

***

at the same time--

Hospital.

Luo Xiao was lying on the hospital bed. He had seven stitches on his head and injuries on his face. He was still very weak at the moment.

The grand event of the MR jewelry empire was played on a loop on the TV.

Luo Xiao narrowed his eyes, what is Mo Nanjue doing, running to South Africa to open a jewelry city?

MR jewelry empire, MR……

Mo Ran? Mo Rong?

He raised his hand, and the guard on the side hurriedly came over and said, "Master."

Luo Xiao propped up his upper body, he had a severe headache, and his lips were pale, "The text message and the documents above were sent from Jinhai City last time. How was the effect after you tried it?"

"Master, are you talking about what the woman sent?" The man took out a mobile phone, swiped it a few times and handed it over, "Look, we will intercept the Emperor's port according to the confidential documents she gave us.

We've all succeeded in getting the goods," the man said, pausing for a moment, "In the past month or so, we've probably... made a net profit of 10 million."

Luo Xiao held his cell phone, and the curve displayed on it indeed proved that he successfully invaded Dijue's trading system based on Rong Qin's information, and he also used the internal account password.

This shows that everything Rong Qin stole from Mo Nanjue is true.

Luo Xiao's hand holding the phone tightened. He really couldn't guess what Mo Nanjue was thinking. If he said he loved Xiaoran, he wouldn't be able to take Rong Qin to such a grand occasion, but if he said he didn't love her

Xiaoran, why did you come to South Africa to open a jewelry city?

And the necklace that belonged to Mo Ranchuxin...

He frowned, unable to think clearly, and asked, "Have you found out Dijue's previous business plan through this system?"
Chapter completed!