Yang Xiaobao didn't think too much and said: "They are all just false names, not worth mentioning."
Then he said seriously: "President Mo, I asked Mr. Xue to recommend you this time because I want to get a loan from your bank."
Yang Xiaobao doesn't like sophistication and likes to get straight to the point.
In front of Mo Jianguo, he stated his purpose without hesitation.
Mo Jianguo put down his wine glass, thought for a moment, and said, "Let's do this, Xiaobao, come to my house tomorrow and let's talk about this in detail."
"At home?" Yang Xiaobao was surprised, and even Mr. Xue was surprised.
Mo Jianguo smiled and said: "I just think it's better to talk about this matter at my home."
After all, Yang Xiaobao wanted to borrow money from Mo Jianguo. Since the latter asked to go to his home for detailed discussions, Yang Xiaobao had no choice but to obey this person.
"Okay, but I don't know where Mr. Mo's family lives? I will definitely come to visit him tomorrow," Yang Xiaobao said.
Mo Jianguo left an address for Yang Xiaobao.
The next day, Yang Xiaobao drove to the community where Mo Jianguo lived.
Knocking on the door, the person who opened the door for Yang Xiaobao was a young man in his twenties.
"Who are you?" Yang Xiaobao thought he had made a mistake.
The young man said, "Are you Yang Xiaobao? My father is Mo Jianguo. Come in."
It turned out that this young man was Mo Jianguo's son, named Mo Mingming.
Yang Xiaobao nodded and followed Mo Mingming in.
Mo Jian's country is relatively shabby, and he doesn't look like a rich man. The house is not even decorated, but it is still a clean house.
This was a big surprise to Yang Xiaobao.
"Huh?" Yang Xiaobao observed Mo Jianguo's home and found that a huge talisman was drawn on the ceiling of his home.
This talisman is very large, about the size of a double bed. It is painted on the ceiling. It is painted with cinnabar and is very exaggerated.
"Xiaobao, are you here? Sit down." Mo Jianguo walked out of the bedroom.
When he saw it was Yang Xiaobao, he immediately asked Mo Mingming to make tea to entertain him.
"President Mo, that's not the case, is it? In your capacity, are you engaging in such evil ways at home?"
Yang Xiaobao glanced at the ceiling and said with a complicated expression.
I thought Mo Jianguo was just an ordinary person, but after seeing the talisman on the ceiling of his house, Yang Xiaobao realized that there must be something wrong with the president in front of him.
"Brother Xiaobao, if you don't know something, please come in with me."
Mo Jianguo didn't explain much and took Yang Xiaobao towards the bedroom.
The two of them turned into the bedroom.
As soon as I entered, I smelled a pungent medicinal smell.
Yang Xiaobao took a closer look and saw an elderly woman lying on the bed.
The woman looked sick, was unconscious, and was lying on the bed dying. There were four or five medicine bowls on the bedside table.
"This is... Madam?" Yang Xiaobao asked.
Seeing that this woman was about the same age as Mo Jianguo, Yang Xiaobao naturally guessed that she was Mo Jianguo's wife.
Mo Jianguo nodded and said: "Yes, Xiumei has been married to me for twenty-five years. I remember that the person who solemnized my marriage at the beginning, besides my teacher, was Mr. Xue."
"What's wrong, Madam? It doesn't seem to be healthy." Yang Xiaobao said.
Mo Jianguo said: "Xiumei has been like this since she came back from Yongfeng Town 20 years ago. It took me 20 years of investigation to roughly know the reason."
"There seems to be something in Yongfeng Town that cannot be explained by science, and Xiumei was harmed by these things."
"The talisman in the living room was also brought back by the gentleman I invited. It was specially used to suppress the dirty things on Xiumei's body."
"I see." Yang Xiaobao nodded slightly. No wonder there was such a conspicuous talisman in the living room.
However, this talisman seems to be just a decoration and has no actual meaning at all.
After all, I have the Lingxiao Mirror in my hand. If that talisman is really useful, my Lingxiao Mirror will definitely respond.
However, until now, the Lingxiao Mirror has shown no response.
This means that the talisman is useless at all.
As for Yongfeng Town mentioned by Mo Jianguo.
Of course Yang Xiaobao is no stranger.
He had already known from Cao Jingwei that Yongfeng Town was the location of the Gate of Hell.
Mo Jianguo's wife has no choice but to go to Yongfeng Town.
I'm afraid she was frightened by the Gate of Hell in Yongfeng Town.
As for why Mo Jian's country is so shabby, Yang Xiaobao can now vaguely guess the reason.
Most likely, Mo Jianguo did this in order to treat her.
After all, for anyone, illness treatment is a bottomless pit, and you don’t know how much money it will cost.
Then Mo Jianguo is just a bank president, how much salary can be consumed like this?
"You asked me to come to your home to discuss the loan, is it for your wife?" Yang Xiaobao asked.
There was a pop.
Mo Jianguo knelt directly in front of Yang Xiaobao and said, "Yes, Xiaobao, please show mercy and save my wife."
"You get up first and then talk." Yang Xiaobao helped Mo Jianguo up.
He was much older than her, so Yang Xiaobao was a little uncomfortable with asking him to kneel down.
But Mo Jianguo remained motionless, as if Yang Xiaobao would not stand up unless Yang Xiaobao agreed.
Yang Xiaobao had no choice but gave up helping Mo Jianguo up and said:
"Why do you think I can save your wife?"
Mo Jianguo immediately said: "To be honest, ever since Xiumei became like this, I have been paying attention to every move in Yongfeng Town over the years."
"Some things that cannot be explained by science happened in Yongfeng Town before. I investigated for a long time and found out that this incident involved you, Xiaobao."
"I originally planned to go to Shuangshi Group to visit you in person, but I didn't expect Mr. Xue to introduce you to me."
"It's hard for me not to believe that all this is God's arrangement. Xiaobao, please save Xiumei!"
At this time, Mo Mingming also walked into the bedroom carrying a cup of tea.
Seeing Mo Jianguo kneeling on the ground, his face was full of surprise, and then he looked at Yang Xiaobao dissatisfied and said:
"Dad, we have looked for dozens of experts to diagnose Mom's illness, but nothing has been confirmed. We have been to countless hospitals, but her condition has not improved at all."
"Why are you asking him? How can he treat diseases when he is so young?"
“Mom’s disease is something even experts and professors are helpless to do!”
Mo Mingming's face was full of displeasure.
Li Xiumei has been ill for twenty years!
I have seen countless expert accounts, but it has not improved at all.
How could Mo Mingming believe that Yang Xiaobao could cure him?
Seeing his father kneel down to this young man, Mo Mingming felt ashamed.
How can a father kneel down to a young man?
Not to mention his identity, even his age is not suitable for him to kneel down and beg Yang Xiaobao.
He is too young.
What qualifications do you have to be worshiped by your own father?
Afterwards, Mo Mingming planned to help Mo Jianguo up.
Mo Jianguo's face darkened and he said, "Don't cause trouble here, get out immediately!"
Hearing Mo Jianguo's slightly commanding tone, Mo Mingming's face turned even more ugly and he said:
"I won't go out! Why should I go out?"
"Why do you want to kick me out? Are you afraid that you will do something more embarrassing?"
"Is there anything more embarrassing than you kneeling in front of a young man? My face, and the face of our Mo family, have been completely embarrassed by you!"