Chapter Seventy-Four: The Family Feast

The mouth was blocked by straw sandals, but the smile on Yu Erbing's face became more and more gorgeous. Raising his hand and pulling out the straw sandals in his mouth, he spat loudly on the ground ...... "Bah Bah". Yu Erbing simply sat on the ground and laughed heartily. Laughing so much that his mouth cramped, he pointed at Mo Shou and smiled, "Look? I haven't seen the chief executive stuff people's mouths with straw sandals, giant, we are just thieves, and we don't look like the prince in a dragon robe......"

The contempt and ridicule on the faces of the people in the room darkened Mo Shou's face even more, and he even felt the urge to strangle these people to death. But it's just thinking about it, a beloved daughter of his own, a group of brothers who were born and died with him, what can he do with them?

Angry and helpless, Moshou felt depressed. With a slight trembling hand, he rolled up a cigarette and took a few puffs, the pungency of the tobacco passed through his nose and churned in his lungs for a moment. "Do you know the ambition of the bird? It's hard to find a soulmate! Mo Shou looked up to the sky and sighed.

"Huh?" Suppressing the smile on her face, Rose raised her eyebrows, looked at her father and asked, "Dad, are you really going to run for the post of chief executive?" ”

Mo Shou glanced at Rose, pulled out his waist, looked at Rose solemnly and replied: "Yes, this matter was planned by my father a few years ago, and now I will bring it up when the time is right." ”

"Why?" Rose was a little confused.

Tapping his hand rhythmically on the tabletop, Mo Shou sighed and said with a sad brow: "It's not for the Mo family?" As a giant, how can I watch the Mo family fall into my hands? ”

The gloom on his face was a little more palpable, and the frequency of his fingers tapping on the table quickened slightly. "After more than 1,000 years of recuperation, the number of people in the Mo family has reached an unprecedented peak. More people is a good thing, and more people are powerful. But in these years, there is no shortage of soldiers, no natural disasters, the world is peaceful, and the money is not easy to earn! ”

Remembering her hard work in earning every eldest son in "Kui Wood Wolf Star", Rose was deeply impressed by her father's words. nodded again and again: "Yes, every white son has to fight for it with blood and sweat, it's not easy to earn, it's too hard to earn!" ”

glanced at Rose approvingly, and said a little gloomy: "It's easy to fight the country, but it's difficult to defend the country." It is absolutely impossible to sit back and eat empty, and if you want the Mo family to last for a long time, you need a lot of money to back it up. However, now the more profitable industries are controlled by the government, and the worse ones are also in the hands of business families, and it is difficult to step into them. has been doing business without capital for more than a thousand years, and it is not easy to do it now, Zu Xun is the head, and the Mo family's hand can only reach out to the government and fight its idea. The transport ships of the 'Federal Reserve' were hijacked, and the profits were good, but there were many casualties, and the ink was the cornerstone of the Mo family, and they couldn't afford to be hurt! ”

Du Minjun's hand shook, the tea cup in his hand shook, and some hot water splashed on the back of his hand, scalding a few small flushed spots. The robbery of the "Federal Reserve" can be said to be a sensation, and this was actually done by people in the "den of thieves"?

The reverence in Du Minjun's gaze added a little to Moshou's gaze, and Du Minjun had a little expectation in his heart, looking forward to the day when he could really become one of those hot-blooded men.

After taking a sip of tea and moistening his throat, Mo Shou waved his hand and said very imposingly: "Sticking to the old ways and resting on one's laurels will lead to the demise of the Mo family." Therefore, on the premise of consolidating our traditional advantages, we should explore new profit growth points. My heart is not on this small ink star, maybe it is not good to say that the Mo family will rule the four major galaxies in the future! Hey hey ......"

Is there a profit when you are an official? How much money can you take to take bribes? Rose looked at her father a little confused, and asked in a low voice: "Dad, Rose doesn't understand a little, you have been talking for a long time, where is the profit?" ”

"Little fool!" Moshou, glaring at Rose with some reproach, explained, "The tax revenue of the ink star is divided into two parts, one is the national tax, which is to be handed over to the galaxy; The second is the land tax, which is used by the Moxing Executive Yuan. Who has the final say in the Executive Yuan? Don't tell me you don't know, this is a drawback left by the political struggle, covering the sky with one hand, how much of this part of the land tax do you say will flow into the Mo family? In addition, there is the development of resource stars......"

Rose was not stupid, her eyes lit up instantly, and she swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva with a stirring in her throat.

The dumplings were served, and Mo Shou also threw away the words of the campaign, and asked Rose in great detail about her experience in the past three years. Although the Night Charm will send back messages to Rose from time to time. But Nightglow couldn't understand Rose's every move in detail, so Moshou still inquired curiously.

Rose's answer is simple, poor, destitute, begging for food, polishing people's shoes for a white star coin, and even wanting to go to a nightclub to "sell" in the most difficult times. place", in short, it can be summed up in two words: "lack of money".

"Sell. Place? Fart...... If anyone dares to buy it, Lao Tzu will slaughter him all ......over the house" Mo Shou's face became a little dark, and he decided that if he went to Kui Mu Wolf in the future, he would definitely give Night Charm a good loose skin, this is what you keep saying to take care of? If it's really a person's words, don't be gullible, fart......

In the anger of Moshou, several large plates of dumplings were wiped out by everyone. Rose burped, her greasy lips rubbed a few times on the bewitching aunt's cheeks, pointed to the large bags of gifts prepared by Mo Shou on the ground, and ordered Du Minjun to carry them and visit the old men of the Mo family in various parts of the courtyard. Seven aunts, eight aunts, and brothers-in-law's uncles...... Turning around, Rose felt like her leg was going to break.

Back at the bewitching aunt's cottage, Rose didn't even want to take off her clothes, and threw herself on the bed, and after a while, a subtle and sweet snoring sounded sound.

Rose was awakened by thirst, opened her hazy sleepy eyes, and glanced at the sky outside the wooden window that was still dark. Only the candles on the table flickered, emitting a dim yellow light, softly illuminating the small bedroom.

The room was indeed very small, at most only two the size of the Rose Bedroom. The bed was a wooden bed, with no frills, it was as simple as it could be. The room was occupied by Rose's mother when she was not married, and after her mother's death, the cottage was taken by Rose. All the furnishings were still from her mother or purchased, and Rose had not touched for years, and she cherished this familiarity, where she could find a little warmth that her father would never have experienced.

Looking at the jumping candle flames, Rose was stunned for a moment. Wax is also a habit of my mother, her eyes have been injured, and the modern lighting will make her cry. In a trance, Rose seemed to see her mother touching her head when she was a child, humming an unknown tune, and coaxing herself to sleep.