At night, Shen Mochen went to Wei Jiawei's house alone and knocked at the door.

Wei Jiawei looked at Shen Mochen, and his smile was filled with alienation and indifference. He came over and said, "I've heard about Mr. Shen for a long time. Please come in."

Shen Mochen handed the red wine to Wei Jiawei.

Wei took it and looked at the bottle. "You're welcome. Lafite in 1982, good wine."

He handed it to the nanny at home and went to the study.

Shen Mochen followed him and passed the living room.

Wei xunyan, Wei Jiawei's son, sat on the sofa, raised his chin and looked at him displeasantly. His eyes were a bit fierce and his mouth was scornful.

Shen Mo Chen elegant smile, followed Wei Jiawei to the study.

Wei Jiawei, sitting in the boss's chair, went straight to the theme, "Mr. Shen, what do you want to do if you don't speak in secret?"

Shen Mochen hands on the desk, Ling Rui eyes overlooking Wei Jiawei, asked: "I want to know, how my father died?"

"How can I know how your father died?" Wei asked.

Shen Mo Chen loosened his hand, stood upright, gazed at Wei Jiawei, and said, "you collude with Shen Jiachang. What you do is a powder business that falls off the head. I don't touch my body now. Why should I get involved?"

"Don't forget that your grandfather was the chairman of the board before. He is responsible for such a thing." Wei Jiawei said harshly.

"Overseas projects, quality inspection, warehouse management and customs are all in the charge of Shen Jiachang. My grandfather is a senior, and he doesn't know anything about these matters. I believe the law will handle them as appropriate." Shen Mo Chen is very confident to say.

"Do you think it's a matter of discretion? If Shen Jiachang insists that this matter is known to Mr. Shen. Do you think the law will trust you or the tainted witness? Besides, many contracts are signed by your grandfather. Don't be too arrogant, young man. Your grandfather is old Wei threatened.

"Well, it seems that we can't get along with each other, right?" Shen Mo Chen draws up the corner of the mouth of evil spirit to ask a way.

"Ten percent profit, that's my limit." Wei Jiawei compromise way, clip a, "this 10%, a year several hundred million, enough for you to spend a few lives."

"If you have money, you have to spend your life." Shen Mochen chuckled.

Wei's eyes flashed a fierce, from the drawer out of the pistol, Shen Mo Chen's forehead, "you believe it or not, I can let you go out of this door."

"Letter, have you killed a few people? But before I came, I told my brothers to kill me. I promise you, you won't live long. If you want to kill, just do it. " Shen Mo Chen evil spirit says, turn round, do not fear Wei Jiawei's pistol.

Wei Jiawei saw that Shen Mochen really wanted to leave, gritting his teeth.

Before the end of the day, he did not dare to easily provoke his brothers, especially the tiger in the military region.

"What do you want?" Wei Jiawei photographed the robbery on his desk, compromised and asked.

Shen Mo Chen looked back and looked at Wei Jiawei. His eyes were sharp and he asked, "the truth of my father's killing."

"I don't know that!" Wei Jiawei did not want to say.

"Let me know when you know. I've been waiting for more than ten years anyway, and there's plenty of time to wait. " Shen Mo Chen meaningful say, open the study door, stride out.

Wei Jiawei was sitting on the chair of the boss, thinking deeply.

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