When Ni Qinglian heard this, he smiled helplessly: "You know everything?" ”

"Is he the Beastmaster?" Tang Hao asked.

"Yes, I was looking for him to deal with you. Thankfully, he came late. ”

"When Liu Kun is dead, the people under him will all be scattered, and a beast king will be enough to deal with it." Tang Hao said calmly.

Ni Qinglian nodded and said, "I won't repeat the mistakes of the chairman." ”

"The days of Gobilly are over, you are now the chairman, and now is your time." Tang Hao corrected.

"No, your time, to be exact." Ni Qinglian continued to correct.

When Tang Hao heard this, he smiled and said, "Okay, you can do something." ”

"Hmm."

Ni Qinglian stood up and walked out of the master bedroom.

Tang Hao sat quietly on the sofa, looking at the sunlight outside the window, with a faint smile on his face.

Now that the Abyss Group has become the property of his name, I wonder if Luoyue will think that the god of war who surprised the world has become a money fan after knowing about it.

Fifteen minutes later, Tang Hao walked out of the master bedroom.

The people were gone, the halls and conference rooms were empty. A qiē was calm again, as if nothing had happened.

"Knock knock."

"Come in." Tang Hao knew that it must be Miss Xiao.

The door opened, and it was Miss Xiao and Li Jianing who came in.

"Everyone's gone?" After Miss Xiao entered the door, she looked left and right.

"Hmm."

"You're done?"

"Hmm."

"Shall you go to the fashion show that night?" Xiao Mengwen asked.

"Hmm."

Three "ums" in a row made Miss Xiao very unhappy, and she said, "I'm hungry, go eat first." ”

"Hmm."

Another "um", Miss Xiao was completely defeated, and she said helplessly: "Let's go." ”

So, the three of them left the presidential suite, left the hotel, and went to look for something to eat.

The next three days were spent watching fashion shows and looking for food.

Such a day is nothing for three people. But because the people who are with them are different, the mood is also different. And the mood is the source of happiness.

On the morning of the fourth day, Xiao Mengwen slept lazily as always.

Tang Hao and Li Jianing had breakfast and were sitting in the living room drinking tea.

"Knock knock."

Someone suddenly knocked on the door, Li Jianing looked at Tang Hao, she wanted to ask Tang Hao if he knew who it was?

"Open the door."

"Hmm." Li Jianing stood up and went to open the door.

I opened the door and saw an old man with gray hair standing at the door. The old man was European, of medium stature, and had a very kind appearance.

"Is Mr. Tang Hao here?" The old man asked.

"Here, please come in." Li Jianing was on the side of his body and let the old man in.

"Thank you."

The old man walked into the room and came all the way to Tang Hao.

"Sit down." Tang Hao said.

The old man sat down.

After Li Jianing poured a cup of tea for the old man, he walked directly into the master bedroom and closed the door.

"Say it." Tang Hao looked at the old man with a calm face.

"Mr. Tang, I want to ask you to do me a favor." The old man said.

"Say."

The old man paused for a moment and said, "In Europe, although our Marti family is very famous, there are still more powerful families than us. The Motta family is one of them, and just half a month ago, little Marti inadvertently offended the Motta family. He was captured by the Mota family, and I tried a lot of things, but I couldn't get him out. I'd like to ask for your help to go to the Motta family and get little Marty out. ”

When Tang Hao heard this, his heart moved. Ever since he came to Europe, he has been asking Marty Sr. to help with things. It turned out that he was quietly getting things done when little Marty was caught.

"Okay, I'll try." Tang Hao agreed very simply.

"Thank you." Old Marty didn't expect Tang Hao to agree so happily.

"Let's go now." Tang Hao said.

"Okay." Old Marti immediately stood up.

Tang Hao walked to the door of the master bedroom, pushed open the door, and walked into the master bedroom.

"Is there something wrong?" Li Jianing immediately stood up.

"I'm going out to do something, you are here to accompany Xiao Mengwen." Tang Hao said.

"Okay, don't worry."

"What you have to do, someone will protect you." Tang Hao added.

"Well, I remember." Li Jianing nodded.

Tang Hao glanced at Li Jianing, turned around and went out.

Old Marty was still standing in the hall waiting for him, and when he saw Tang Hao coming out, he immediately walked to the door first and opened the door.

The two left the presidential suite, and Li Jianing came out of the master bedroom.

At this time, Xiao Mengwen also came out of the master bedroom, she was wearing a nightgown, her face was still sleepy, and when she saw that Li Jianing was the only one in the room, she asked, "Where is Tang Hao?" ”

"Tang Hao said that he had something to do and wanted to go out." Li Jianing replied.

"When will you be back?"

"He didn't say it."

"He didn't say it!"

Miss Xiao came to her senses all of a sudden, she originally thought that Tang Hao was just going out for a trivial matter. But he didn't say when he would come back, it was certainly not a trivial matter, so he couldn't say when he would come back.

Li Jianing said: "He said that we should play what we should play, and when he finishes his work, he will come back immediately." ”

"How can he just say go?" Xiao Mengwen now hates herself for sleeping lazy, if it weren't for sleeping lazy, maybe she would know what Tang Hao was going to do.

"Xiaowen, you don't have to worry, he should be back soon." Li Jianing said.

"How long will it take soon?" Xiao Mengwen asked casually.

Li Jianing pondered for a while, and said helplessly: "I don't know, but since he asked us to wait for him here, it means that it shouldn't be too long." ”

Xiao Mengwen nodded and said, "Okay." ”

Li Jianing asked tentatively: "Do you still go to the fashion show today?" ”

"I'm not going." Xiao Mengwen sat on the sofa weakly.

"What do you want to eat at noon?"

"Whatever."

"Okay."

Li Jianing could see that Miss Xiao was in a bad mood, so she stopped being verbose. I went alone to call the room to deliver food.

Xiao Mengwen leaned back and slowly closed her eyes. She was muttering in her heart, Tang Hao, why do you always have so many things to do, isn't it dangerous if you didn't bring me this time!

At this moment, Tang Hao had already gotten into Old Marti's RV and went straight to a residence of the Marti family in the suburbs of Milan.

Although it was said that Tang Hao was going to help ask for someone, he couldn't just go like this, and he had to plan it. A lot of news is subject to change, and you can't act rashly until you have accurate information.

What's more, it's broad daylight now, and Old Marty also knows that Tang Hao doesn't want others to know that he is the god of war. Now is not the most suitable time.

Marti Jr. sues Tang Hao that Marti Jr. and Motta Jr., the number one heir of the Motta family, have a conflict in Milan. At that time, little Marty didn't know the identity of little Motta, so he was a little arrogant. This caused the displeasure of the Motta family, and they took Marty Jr. away.

According to the elder Marti and some people familiar with the matter, the younger Marti should be held in Milan or a place near Milan.

Of course, Old Marti has always wanted to gradually become the leader of the Mota family, the legendary demon Mota. However, he never found a way to contact the demon Mota, and he felt that there seemed to be something wrong with it. I had no choice but to go to Tang Hao for help.

In fact, Tang Hao also feels the same way, generally such a thing. When the parents of the two families meet, the weak party apologizes publicly to the strong party, gives the strong side a full face, and then pays some real money, and the matter is over.

But I can't contact the demon Mota for half a month, which is too abnormal.

An hour and a half later, the RV entered a manor house, the largest in Milan for the Marti family.

The largest villa on the estate is a white three-storey building, which is grand and a bit out of place in this quiet manor.

Accompanied by old Marty, the two walked into the villa.

The decoration in the villa is even more luxurious, with pure gold table lamps, crystal chandeliers, and carpets all purebred finishes.

The two went directly to the study on the second floor, and the maid brought tea and poured it for the two.

When the maid withdrew, Tang Hao asked, "How many manors do you have in the Marti family?" ”

"Our family has six estates in Italy, but the other five are ordinary."

"This villa is the residence of little Marti?" Tang Hao asked casually.

"Yes, this manor is little Marti's private estate, and the decoration here is all according to his wishes." Old Marty replied.

Tang Hao smiled and asked again, "What is the style of the Mota family?" ”

"Before the demon Mota took charge of the Mota family, the Mota family was still very traditional. But ever since the demon Mota took charge of the Mota family, the Mota family has become insane. Old Marty replied.

"How crazy is it?"

"They do drug trafficking, smuggling, and even human trafficking." Old Marty replied.

"Is there a conflict between you and them?" Tang Hao asked again.

"Demon Mota is really like a demon, in all of Europe, no one or any family would deliberately go to conflict with them, and we Marti family don't want to. However, sometimes not wanting to conflict does not mean that there will not be conflict, and perhaps we have inadvertently offended them. Old Marty replied.

Tang Hao said calmly: "I think they will look for you sooner or later." ”

"I think the same way, but half a month has passed, and there is no news at all, so I am inevitably worried." Old Marty said helplessly.

At this moment, Old Marty's mobile phone rang, he smiled at Tang Hao, and walked to the side to answer the phone.

After a while, Old Marti finished answering the phone, walked up to Tang Hao, and whispered, "My people have seen Little Motta in the Milan Cathedral." ”

Tang Hao smiled: "I'll go and see this third heir." ”

"Okay, I'll go with you."

"Hmm."

So, the two walked out of the manor, got into an ordinary Mercedes-Benz car, and left the manor.

A short walk away, the elder Marti received another phone call saying that little Motta had left the Duomo of Milan and was heading to the eastern suburbs.