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Chapter 92 I agree to marry my sister to you

Dongyang High-speed Railway Station, 10:30 pm.

Su Mu had just left the station and was about to hail a taxi when a young man stood in front of him.

Su Mu suddenly had an exaggerated expression on his face:

"Oh, Brother Cheng, where do we meet again in life? Are you going out?"

Brother Cheng, the bartender from Class Three, looked at Su Mu who was pretending to be stupid and said calmly:

"Boy, come with me."

Su Mu glanced at the other party and nodded with a smile.

Following the other party into a very ordinary black car, Brother Cheng didn't say a word to Su Mu the whole time.

For more than half an hour, the car stopped at the entrance of the Third Class Bar.

Because the prices are cheap and the drinks are of good quality, the business here has always been very good. Basically it is overcrowded every night, and you need to make a reservation to get a seat.

Brother Cheng took Su Mu to the door of a hidden room behind the bar.

This should be the office.

A middle-aged man with an ordinary figure and appearance stood at the door, which made Su Mu secretly wary.

A super master.

The strength is definitely not inferior to the two super worshipers of the Li family.

He smiled and nodded to the other person, and walked in directly.

A young man was sitting on the sofa concentrating on making tea. When he heard Su Mu come in, he didn't look up and said directly:

"You're in for a treat. This is picked from the six thousand-year-old trees in the southeast. It only weighs thirty or fifty kilograms a year. The old man specially asked me to bring it to you. If I can drink it, I'll take advantage of you."

Su Mu walked over and sat down, then picked up the egg-sized tea cup in front of him, drank it in one gulp, curled his lips, and said:

"It's just average. I'll let you drink some really good tea later."

Something strange flashed in Mo Zongheng's eyes, and he smiled lightly:

"Aren't you curious, why am I in Dongyang and not the Imperial Capital?"

Su Mu's mouth was normal, but his hands were not idle. He directly picked up the tea dispenser and poured himself another cup:

"I'm not curious at all. What happened in the imperial capital? Tell me and let me gossip."

Mo Zongheng glanced at the door. Uncle Yuan understood immediately, turned around and walked out, closed the door and stood at the door.

"Let's get to know each other formally, Mo Zongheng, Liusu's eldest brother."

Su Mu glanced at him guiltily, wondering why the gap between people is so big?

Also the heir to a top family, Mo Zongheng was able to throw Li Chengming into outer space.

Look at people, and when they introduce themselves, they specifically look for you to have their lungs poked.

Just the words "Liu Su's eldest brother" directly pinched Su Mu to death.

Boy, don't be so arrogant. I know what's going on between you and my sister. You're a bit of a jerk yourself.

Su Mu put down the tea cup with some embarrassment and said with a smile:

"You've probably revealed all my details, so there's no need to be so polite, right?"

In fact, Mo Zongheng may not know Su Mu, but Su Mu must know the details of Mo Zongheng.

Among the top young men in the imperial capital, Mo Zongheng was one he rarely liked.

Mo Zongheng only knew Su Mu's identity as a dragon master.

But he didn't know that Su Mu had another identity.

The leader of the reverse dragon.

The country spent tens of billions of funds and took ten years to create a top-secret plan - Reverse Dragon.

Among the nearly one million troops, only nine people were selected.

Su Mu is the youngest and last among the Nilongs, but he is the leader of the Nilongs.

Codename - Chiki.

In the entire imperial capital, there are only three people who know his identity.

Nilong has been dormant, not participating in any domestic actions, and only performing tasks outside the country.

Mo Zongheng didn't waste any time and threw a document bag directly to Su Mu:

"open to take a look."

Su Mu took it and opened it, smiling in his heart, but he had to pretend to be shocked:

"This is……!"

Mo Zongheng looked at him with a half-smile and said:

"Stop pretending, you can't hide the capital movements of the four Dongyang families from me. Since you are optimistic about that boy from the Chu family, I can give him a position in the construction committee. The first trillion-dollar scale is just the beginning. I will start from my own

I’ll give you some of my plate, but if I take more, I won’t be able to balance it.”

Su Mu stopped pretending and directly raised three fingers:

"That's it. No matter how much it is, I won't get involved in your business."

Mo Zongheng snorted and said lightly:

"There has to be a limit when a lion opens his mouth. Do you think everyone else is a fool? I will give you a share of 1.5 at most."

Su Mu shook his head:

"Two point five, you won't lose."

Mo Zongheng frowned deeply, picked up the tea cup and took a slow sip, as if he was thinking about something.

After a long while, he put down the tea cup and said in an extremely firm tone:

"Two points, this is my bottom line. No matter how much more, I can't balance the forces of all parties. My position is not easy to sit in. Both points are made by me, and I gave away the share that originally belonged to the Li family.

You, I have to talk to someone else when I go back."

Su Mu's idea is 200 billion, of which 100 billion will be distributed to Chu Nan and the others.

"Okay, two points, just two points."

Mo Zongheng glanced at him and said:

"I have a suggestion for you. Don't separate these two points. Combine your efforts and form a company. Of course, you don't have to come forward and bid in the name of the company. This will not cause criticism.

"

Su Mu chuckled, poured himself another cup of tea, drank it, stretched out his hand to wipe his mouth, and said:

"Old Mo, do you really believe me?"

Mo Zongheng was stunned for a moment, and a smile appeared in his eyes:

"I think you are a good partner. At least, your strength is worth me to win over you. As for other things, if you are not such a scumbag, I agree to marry Liusu to you."

Su Mu tilted his buttocks.

My uncle's hand is so beautiful.

Am I a scumbag?

"Old Mo, I want to criticize you. How can you use this relationship to negotiate terms? You have tarnished the pure love between me and Xiao Liusu... uh, friendship! Never do this kind of thing again.

Discuss, discuss again.”

Mo Zongheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and his expression slowly became serious. He looked at Su Mu seriously and said slowly:

"Be nice to Liusu, don't bully her, don't make her sad. If I know that you have let her down, I will definitely turn against you. Even if I can't kill you, I will unite with the families in the imperial capital to make you irrecoverable. You should

Believe me, I have the ability."

In Su Mu's mind, there were literally 10,000 grass and mud horses roaring past.

What the hell!

You are eating me to death.

There is nothing more than constant ambiguity between me and your sister. Why do you have to tie me to her?

Su Mu was very depressed.

Isn't it just a kiss on the lips?

He knew that Mo Liusu liked him, and a girl's feelings were always poetry.

He also likes Mo Liusu very much. He also likes Ning Yan and Ye Wanqiu very much.

Yes, scumbag Su is such a scumbag.

But liking is one thing, forcing is another.

Threat, that's different.

Will Su Mu accept Mo Zongheng's threat?

The answer is... you must accept it.

To the imperial capital, he is a variable and a saboteur, and the Li family is a ready-made role model.

A variable that can threaten the family, why not strangle it and wait for the New Year?

God knows when something will happen to this grandson and his family?

So, if Su Mu doesn't find a backer now, will he wait to die?


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