Pingzhi and two big men in black stood there. When they saw Ye Hen coming, they all bowed and saluted.
Pingzhi glanced at Qiu Mo secretly, and saw that she was not squinting, just staring at her toes. Ye Hen asked her to sit down, so she sat down, and then quietly looked at somewhere in the air, lost in thought alone.
It was as if no one or anything around her could affect her.
The platform below the high platform is covered with white floors and soft cushions, and there are three or four people practicing martial arts there at this time.
This basement turned out to be their martial arts training ground.
Ye Hen poured himself a glass of red wine, then sipped it and said, "Momo, which one of them will you bet on winning?"
Qiu Mo turned her head and glanced at him, then looked at the two people wrestling in a ball, and pointed at one of them.
"Do you think the one in white clothes will win?" Ye Hen raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Then I guess the one in black clothes."
Although Qiu Mo didn't say anything, the one in black clothes was obviously pinned down by the one in white clothes. How could he still have a chance to stand up?
Ye Hen put down the wine glass calmly, then took out the dagger from Tiantian and threw it down. The man in white clothes who had already had the advantage and was about to win was suddenly stabbed in the back. His body stiffened and he fell straight backwards.
"You..." Qiu Mo glared at the smiling man.
A simple bet she made inadvertently killed a human life. So far, she has been unable to calculate how many people he has killed because of these boring things.
He is simply not a human being, he is a demon.
"Momo, I want you to understand that only I have the final say on who wins and who loses."
Seeing him looking so condescending, Qiu Mo really wanted to throw all the wine on the table into that monster's face.
"Emperor Ling, this is what you want." Tiantian handed over a gray file bag. Ye Hen reached out to take it, then put it on the table and pushed it in front of Qiu Mo. He said with a smile: "Open it and take a look."
Qiu Mo looked at him and then at the paper bag. She didn't know what was in the bag, but when she thought of Ye Hen, she felt shuddering. She stretched out her slender fingers, but stopped at the bag.
The edge of my body didn't dare to move, it was like there was a spring in my heart, rising and falling.
"Baby, why don't you dare to read it?" Ye Hen pressed her little hand, then put the bag into her hand, and said encouragingly: "I promise I won't let you down."
Qiu Mo saw the dark light flashing in his eyes, and was even more sure that the contents of this bag were extraordinary.
She slowly untied the string on the brown paper bag and pulled out the contents.
A thick document, with the cover saying: TP5 design plan (original draft).
Qiu Mo raised his head and looked at Ye Hen in shock. How did he get such an important thing?
TP5 is the most anticipated mobile phone in the world. It was just launched not long ago. The Leng Group started with TP series mobile phones. Currently, the largest and most extensive business is still TP series mobile phones.
Leng Xiao handed over a series of TP's business to Leng Ningyu, including the design and launch of this mobile phone. He only attended a press conference.
When Qiu Mo saw this design manuscript, the first thing he thought of was the problem of simulated mobile phones. If Ye Hen used the design drawings to mass-produce simulated mobile phones, it would definitely have a great impact on Leng's mobile phone market, and the losses would be immeasurable.
Why did Leng Ningyu make such a low-level mistake?
"Ye Hen, you actually used such despicable means."
Ye Hen continued to taste the red wine in his hand, and said calmly to her accusation: "If you think I just want to lose him a little money, then you underestimate me too much."
"What kind of hatred does Leng Xiao have against you? Why would you do this?" Qiu Mo squeezed the document in her hand tightly, her nails turning slightly white from the exertion.
"Hate? No." He said firmly.
"Ye Hen..." Qiu Mo's lips trembled, and she raised her hand to give him a slap. He easily reached out to hold her wrist, pulled her to his chest, and then watched the anger grow in her face.
His little face said word by word: "Because of you, Momo."
"If he hadn't provoked you, our relationship would have been wiped out, and we wouldn't offend each other, but he just married my baby. How can I swallow this?" Ye Hen's eyes glowed with coldness, "
You are only mine and always will be."
"Despicable." Qiu Mo stared at him.
"You haven't finished reading this document, and you say I'm despicable? Then if you finish reading it, how would you describe me?" Ye Hen laughed loudly, released his grip on Qiu Mo, and elegantly picked up the red flower on the table.
Wine glass.
Qiu Mo turned her attention back to the document in her hand, and then flipped through page after page. Her intuition told her that there must be a problem in it, and that problem was Ye Hen's ultimate goal.
Ye Hen's mobile phone was designed by her. It was a unique one in the world. The design principle was simply the origin of the TP series mobile phones, so these complicated and difficult-to-understand programs were treasures in Qiu Mo's eyes.
She read it carefully and carefully, not missing every page or line. When she turned to the last page, her pale face suddenly turned pale, and she closed the file almost in panic.
, and then lowered his head as if he was afraid of others peeking into his heart, letting the hair in front of his forehead block his chaotic expression.
Ye Hen watched her reaction with satisfaction, while Tiantian and Hezhi behind him looked puzzled.
Several experts came here a few days ago. They also read this document for a whole day, and then said something to Ye Hen. Ye Hen looked very happy at that time, just like now.
Then those experts never left the room again.
Killing people and silencing them has always been Ye Hen's style.
Tiantian looked at Pingzhi, thinking that he would understand the clues, but Pingzhi shook his head at her. He knew nothing except following Ye Hen's order to contact people in the Leng Group to obtain the documents.
It was when he went to file that he was stared at by Yan Tianluo's people, and then he was attacked in the garage and got into Leng Shangtian's car by mistake.
When he thought of Leng Xiaotian, Pingzhi immediately felt uncomfortable somewhere in his heart, and he quickly turned his eyes elsewhere to distract himself.
"Momo, what did you find?" Ye Hen asked seriously.
"No." Qiu Mo hugged the document tightly and did not look up at him.
"Momo is not good, is there some secret that you don't want to tell me?" He touched her hair with a somewhat reproachful tone.
Qiu Mo lowered her head and said nothing, for fear that he would see the panic in her eyes. Yes, she had discovered a big secret, but she could never tell anyone about this secret.
"Actually, I also know this secret." Ye Hen suddenly and mysteriously approached her ear, and then he saw Qiu Mo suddenly raising her head and looking at him.