Wencai's attitude is very clear. You are honest. Let's have a good talk. If you still blow your beard and stare at me, don't say anything. You have no chance.

Zhao Jia was worried and quickly dragged. Mo Jianguo said in a low voice: "husband, you don't see when you are now. None of your friends can help you. If you miss this opportunity, you really don't have any chance to turn the situation around."

Now that I am powerless, I still don't grasp the life-saving straw in front of me. What are you thinking.

Zhao Jia was angry and worried, but she was always sensible and considerate in front of Mo Jianguo, so she didn't dare, too much.

Mo Jianguo knows it in his heart, but he can't be angry.

Under normal circumstances, the market value of 15% of his shares is more than 10 billion yuan. As a result, 800 million yuan was sold this time.

The price of the other side is very low.

Therefore, when he saw the person who bought his shares, Mo Jianguo couldn't swallow it.

However, he also knows that he is besieged by all kinds of troubles. There is still a lot of evidence in his wife's hands. If there is not a strong helper to help him, he can only wait to be penniless or in prison. It's just a matter of time.

And literary talent is his only chance.

Mo Jianguo has been reluctant to speak.

Wencai stood up directly and said, "since Mr. Mo is so indomitable, I admire him. Goodbye!"

Voice down, turn around and go, crisp, completely without procrastination.

Zhao Jia was flustered and quickly stood up: "Mr. Wen, please wait a moment."

However, literary grace seems not to hear, step across the big, go very fast.

Zhao Jia said anxiously, "Mo Jianguo, what are you thinking? At this time, what kind of airs are you holding and what kind of spectrum are you putting on? If you miss this opportunity, you will have nothing. Do you think you can turn the world around with yourself? Do you really want to be a pauper with nothing on the street? "

In the past, Zhao Jia spoke to Mo Jianguo gently. This time, he called his name directly.

Fortunately, at this time, Mo Jianguo has no time to think about other things.

He gritted his teeth and stood up abruptly, shouting: "Mr. Wen, please wait a moment."

However, his literary grace did not stop. He went to the door and stopped and said, "Mr. Mo, I am very disappointed by your attitude just now. No matter what the reason, I now feel that you are not a good partner for me. A person who only cares about face for a while, and even doesn't care about the future of himself and his children, it's not worth my time. Goodbye."

Literary talent knows that there will be no time when his routine will be empty.

now, it's not just now, it's Mo Jianguo begging him.

Zhao Jia is flustered, and Mo Jianguo is flustered at this time.

He didn't care about his face, so he ran to him immediately, "Mr. Wen Mr. Wen, please wait a moment. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please forgive my rudeness just now. It's my fault that my brain didn't turn around before. I'm sorry for your grievance. I'll apologize to you. "

Once he had saved face, Mo Jianguo could not care about anything else. He apologized to a young man who was about the size of his eldest son and used his honorific name - you!

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