[Zhuang Ming: By the way, Zhuang Yan also confessed your girlfriend. If you are able, let your girlfriend go to other places with you.]
After seeing the previous message, Chen Mo was quite calm.
He thought of these the moment he took action.
However, after seeing the information about white tea, Chen Mo's eyes suddenly became sharp.
Just at this moment, Bai Cha replied with a cute emoticon.
The phone buzzed and vibrated twice more.
[Zhuang Ming: If you can't handle it with your girlfriend, leave it to me and I'll help you deal with the aftermath.]
[Zhuang Ming: By the way, he knows about my cooperation with you, right?]
[Zhuang Ming: Don't think too much, I'm just afraid that if I come to her door rashly, she won't know me and will think I'm a bad person.]
[Zhuang Ming: Where are you?]
[Zhuang Ming: Chen Mo, is something wrong with you?]
[Zhuang Ming: If it is not convenient for you to reply to the message now, please call me back later. I will always be here.]
Chen Mo looked at the messages on his phone and sneered.
He still knew what kind of person Zhuang Ming was.
Just a shrewd and self-interested selfish ghost.
Now that he has recognized his ancestor and returned to the clan, it is no surprise that the identity of the successor can only be him.
For Zhuang Ming, he could no longer help him but would threaten his existence.
He wished he could have his way with him.
There was no chance before.
Would he not take advantage of such a good opportunity now?
As soon as I send a message now, he will immediately reply with a false look on his face, asking which city he plans to go to.
After getting accurate information, he will tell Zhuang Hanshan immediately.
In this way, he can not only clean himself up, but also win Zhuang Hanshan's favor, and at the same time secure his position as the crown prince.
Even if he can't be caught, he can deal with Bai Cha's family and frame it on Zhuang Yan or Han Shan.
Then use yourself to fight these two people until both sides suffer.
No matter what, he is the one who reaps the benefits in the end.
It's really a good calculation.
It's a pity that he calculated the wrong person.
Looking up at the moths spinning desperately around the street lamp, Chen Mo pulled out Jiang Wencheng's WeChat account.
[Chen Mo: Is it convenient to speak?]
Jiang Wencheng was accompanying Su Yao to buy fruit in the supermarket when the cell phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.
Pulling out his cell phone, Jiang Wencheng looked at Chen Mo's message and told Su Yao a few words. He went out and found a quiet corner and made a voice call directly.
As soon as Chen Mo answered the call, Jiang Wencheng's voice came from the other end.
"Tell me what's going on."
Chen Mo chuckled: "You knew before I even opened my mouth that I had something to ask you?"
"After all, you have to make voice calls. Who else gets this kind of treatment except my sister-in-law? Tell me what happened."
Chen Mo leaned against the tree trunk: "It's okay. Zhuang Yan wanted to find someone to do something bad to Bai Cha, so Bai Lin and I caught him. Bai Lin crippled the man's third leg."
"Hey, little brother is doing well!
You want my dad to..."
"No." Chen Mo knew that Jiang Wencheng's father was a good mayor and would never bend the law for personal gain.
So he won't make it difficult for Jiang Wencheng.
No longer looking at the flapping moth that was desperately trying to hit the light bulb, Chen Mo continued:
"I want to ask you to do something else.
I have some information here that I want you to give directly to your father."
Jiang Wencheng on the other side of the phone was stunned, as if he didn't expect that Chen Mo would only ask him to help deliver a document after causing such a big trouble.
It took him a long time to come back to his senses: "That's it?
If you are sure, you only need to ask me to send you a document, nothing else is needed.
Don't treat your brother as an outsider, your business is my business."
Chen Mo knew Jiang Wencheng’s good intentions:
"Don't worry, I won't be polite when I use you. Just help me forward this document to your father, making sure he will read it tonight. It is a great help to me."
Jiang Wencheng: "Then you pass it to me. I'll pass it to him and tell him to read it now!"
Chen Mo: "Thank you."
Jiang Wencheng: "Brother, do you want to thank me or not? Hurry up, I will start studying in the evening soon. Yaoyao is still there waiting for me."
Chen Mo smiled and hung up the phone and passed the file over.
At the same time, Baicha also sent over the documents that had been collected long ago regarding the banker's reselling of the country's information.
After Chen Mo sent the file, he stood there and thought for a long time. Chen Mo finally dialed Chen Wanjun's number.
As soon as Bai Cha got home and put down his schoolbag, he listened to 125 songs.
[Host, Chen Mo called Chen Wanjun.]
Bai Cha paused in taking off his coat, and then laughed after a long time: "Really?"
125 nodded desperately: [Won’t the host stop it? 】
After all, Chen Wanjun wanted to take Chen Mo abroad and let him take over his overseas industries!
Moreover, Chen Wanjun is not optimistic about the relationship between the master and the host.
If Chen Mo comes to him at this time, he will definitely take advantage of the situation and separate the host from his master!
I have to say that 125 is really extremely sharp in this regard.
In the private room, Chen Wanjun looked at the injury on Chen Mo's hand and gently pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose.
"You were severely injured because of your little girlfriend?"
Chen Mo said nothing, and Chen Wanjun continued:
"I know even if you don't tell me.
The matter is too big for you to handle on your own, so you want me to clean up the mess for you, right?"
"Chen Mo, think about it for yourself. Apart from disrupting your life and dragging you into the abyss, what else has she brought to you when you talked about this girlfriend?
Has she brought any good changes to your life?
No.
You are only 16 years old and you have to leave a criminal record for her.
future……"
Chen Mo looked at the man: "Have you said enough?
I didn't come to you to hear what you said about her.
I say it again and for the last time.
I am not you, she is not my mother, we are different from you."
Chen Wanjun laughed and did not refute Chen Mo: "Then tell me why you came to me."
"You are a businessman, let's discuss business."
"I know that you do a lot of business abroad, but you offended someone you shouldn't have offended in the early years, and you still haven't dealt with that person.
I can help you solve this problem."
Chen Wanjun's eyes gradually became sharp when he looked at Chen Mo.
Less than a month after he returned to China, Chen Mo had already found out so much.
It should be said that he is indeed his son Chen Wanjun.
But he still couldn't help laughing:
"Confidence is good.
But being overconfident is not a good thing.
Their family has been on the road since last century.
I will give you three cents when I see you, what can you do as a young boy?"
Chen Mo didn't care about Chen Wanjun's doubts.
It’s normal to have doubts:
"Give me three years and I can uproot their family."
Chen Wanjun raised his eyebrows: "Then tell me your conditions."
"Protect the Bai family from the dealer's revenge."
Chen Wanjun couldn't help but sneer: "Does your little girlfriend know that you work so hard to protect her?"