The paper is so thick that you have to hold it to hold it.

The man in black bent down and put all the papers on the wide crystal coffee table, "Young Master, this is the detailed list of all the current transactions of the Emperor, a total of 3,762 copies, this is the detailed list of international transactions you participated in, a total of 1,987 copies, this is the ......" He paused, "The equity transfer agreement of the Emperor Group and all its brands, plus the statement of the outgoing president of the Emperor Group." ”

After the man in black finished speaking, he choked in his throat and straightened up and stood on the side.

Seeing this, Mo Beiyan took out a signature pen from his pocket and pushed it to his hand, "There are so many, it's really tiring to sign it." ”

Mo Nanjue's thin lips were pursed, he didn't say a word, his handsome face was always silent, and he picked up the pen and began to sign.

He didn't hesitate at all.

The man's handwriting is very beautiful, and his movements are like flowing water, Mo Beiyan smiled at his delicate side face, and after he signed one, Mo Beiyan took one and signed his name on the other side.

The two cooperated tacitly, and they didn't raise their heads when they signed.

Time passed minute by minute, the sunset came to an end, Mo Nanjue's wrist was sore, and the hand holding the pen was almost uncomfortable as if it was about to break, he never said a word, and threw the pen away directly after the last signing.

"Okay, the last one," Mo Beiyan beckoned, obviously most interested in this, his phoenix eyes opened sharply, "Jue, although I was the one who took over the Mo family, you still hold 19% of the shares in your hands, which is also what Dad promised to leave to you, you shouldn't forget it, right?"

Mo Nanjue raised his head, and the deep light under his eyes was not left at all, shattered into powder, "This thing is your ultimate goal, right?"

Mo Beiyan seemed to be smiling, and did not answer positively, "It's all, the Mo family is mine, and it doesn't mean anything if you hold this 19% in your hand, so it's better to give it to me, right?"

Chen An picked up the teacup in his hand and smashed it at Mo Beiyan's feet, "You are simply too deceitful!"

The porcelain teacup exploded with a bang, and the smile on Mo Beiyan's face faded, "If you were you, you would do the same, Chen An, if you don't have anything to do with you, you are not qualified to comment." ”

He is rare to be strict.

Chen An clasped his hands tightly, but Mo Nanjue stood up, he put his hands in his pockets, turned around and walked upstairs, "What do you want, take it after sorting it out, sign them one by one, I'm tired." ”

"Okay, then I'll let someone sort it out," Mo Beiyan also stood up, and he suddenly spoke, "Jue, you forgot, those ...... you just signed" He changed his words and swept his gaze, "This place is also mine now." ”

Mo Nanjue's footsteps paused, the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer, and then turned around, "What else do you want to say, finish it at once." ”

"This time it's really the last one, it's your subordinates," Mo Beiyan swept over the black-clothed man standing on the side, "I have to follow me, and if I don't want to, I will be disbanded, and I can't follow you anymore anyway." ”

Chen Anhuo stood up, Mo Nanjue raised his chin slightly, and he hooked his lower lip coldly, "Oh, what are you going to do?"

"I'm not going to do anything," Mo Beiyan stepped forward with his legs raised, rubbed his shoulders and walked towards the master bedroom, as if he was there, "I just want you to taste the taste of being left alone." ”

Lord Mo Nan's eyes were cold, and all the black-clothed people present raised their heads, "Young master......"