Chapter 628 of the Finale: So don't be sad
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Nie Xun couldn't help but think, but he thought of that person coming, could it be Mo Zhengyan?
However. The inside story I got here was not, because another secretary of the junior contacted in person, "Miss Song, Mr. Wei said, please be relieved." β
"Who is this captain?" Nie Xun asked.
When Song Qiyue heard this news, he was really relieved, and immediately understood who that person was, "Wei Rong." β
"The one of the Wei clan?" Nie Xun didn't understand, where did this Mr. Wei get the ability to have such great ability.
Song Qiyue settled down suddenly, "Nie Xun, you don't have to deal with this matter anymore." β
Nie Xunden understood that she was going to meet this Rong Shao.
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"How could it be this Rong Shao?" The truth found out was surprising, and when He Sangsang heard it, she couldn't help but be surprised.
It stands to reason that this Wei clan's Rong Shao should not meddle in this matter. And he also did it before Mo Zhengyan. It was as if he had been paying attention to all the movements, so he could strike immediately. However, the more critical point is that this Rong Shao's ability is so wide, that he can easily mobilize the largest media in Hong Kong City, and even unite all the media.
This is suspicious, and Qi Jian doesn't know the reason, "Mr. Mo, what's going on?" β
This time, the secretary Qian Jue went to inquire about the situation, and Qian Jue said, "It was the boss of Phoenix Weekly who directly talked to the media in Hong Kong City. β
In this way, it is even more inferred that in fact, this Rong Shao did not contact the entertainment public, but just found a bigwig with the largest media. Nowadays, in Hong Kong City, several major entertainment and cultural publications belong to different ones. Although it is advantageous to find a big man, how can you make the rest of the big guys obey the orders.
"You know. What is his name? Mo Zhengyan said unhurriedly.
He Sangsang immediately said, "Wei Rong, Mr. Wei." β
"You only know that he is surnamed Lieutenant, but you don't know that. His name, that one Rong character, is also a famous big family in Hong Kong City. Mo Zhengyan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said the huge group behind the scenes.
Wei Shi Rong Shao, stationed in Wei Shi Gangcheng Branch, everyone only knows that Wei is also famous in Hong Kong City. But I don't know this vein of the Rong family.
The three of them were all surprised, and while thinking about it, Qian Jue seemed to know a thing or two, "Mr. Mo, is it the Rong family?" β
"This is it." Mo Zhengyan responded, and Qian Jue was even more shocked, "No wonder! β
"Secretary Qian, what's going on?" He Sangsang immediately asked, and Qi Jian also looked at her.
Qian Jue told what he knew, "The Rong family founded the media publication in Hong Kong City, which was the earliest leading enterprise, and it was even the first media tyrant back then. Later, Yung moved out of the port city, and the business spread to various regions abroad, but the media industry here in the port city has left a decisive influence. β
"I heard that the boss of the Rong family unconditionally transferred his publications to a partner who laid a foundation together. The old group of senior executives who stayed behind even founded various media companies on their own. Qian Jue simply explained the background of the Rong family, and the two of them were dumbfounded.
Who would have known that the unknown family would have such a history, and Rong Shao, who was unknown and rarely showed up, would have such a background!
"Could it be that the partner who changed hands is the boss of Phoenix Media today?" Qi Jian asked.
"That group of high-level executives are also the bosses of several large media companies in Hong Kong City?" He Sangsang also followed.
That's amazing!
Qian Jue frowned and said, "I don't know this very well. β
It is too long history, it has been washed and tampered with many times, and it will inevitably seem unreal when it is said from the mouths of others.
Mo Zhengyan said softly, "The person who changed hands from the Rong family is not the one from Phoenix Media now. β
The three of them looked at him, and Mo Zhengyan said slowly, "Counting this generation, there are at least six generations apart. β
Again, once again it was shocking that people were speechless, it would be so long, I am afraid that it would be centuries ago, and the three of them were shocked.
"I should have gone and met him for a while, too." Mo Zhengyan said unhurriedly.
He Sangsang immediately received the order, "Mr. Mo, then I'll contact you." β
And that Rong Shao also seemed to have expected that Mo would contact him, so when the secretary received the call, he directly said the place of the meeting. (Advertisement)
Mo Zhengyan had been to that restaurant once, and that was the place where Wei Rong had made an appointment to meet him more than two years ago. After a while, the restaurant remained the same, not much changed. And the person who arrived first was still Wei Rong.
In the same box, Mo Zhengyan walked in.
Wei Rong sat at the back of the table, and the people outside looked over, only to see his jet-black hair, although he was not a sword eyebrow, but he was in the sideburns, a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, and the phoenix eyes smiled slightly, but his eyes were full of light.
There are only waiters in this box, and Mo Zhengyan naturally entered alone.
Qi Jian and He Sangsang stayed outside and waited again.
Just like the last time, the two of them also talked inside, but this time they didn't know what they were talking about, and waited in silence, and a quarter of an hour passed.
With a cup of tea, two men sat facing each other.
Wei Rong said, "Mr. Mo, I haven't seen you for some days. β
"Come to think of it, the last time we met was here, the days passed too fast, and it was more than two years in the blink of an eye." Mo Zhengyan replied.
"The days are fast, but I don't know if Mr. Mo has been doing well or not in the past two years." Wei Rong asked with a smile.
I don't know what I'm asking, but it has such a deep meaning, Mo Zhengyan also smiled, he didn't answer directly, but said, "I came to invite Mr. Wei today to thank you." β
"That's it?" Wei Rong's side face is handsome in the light.
Mo Zhengyan asked, "So Mr. Wei thinks that there is anything else?" Receiving news from Phoenix Media today is indeed a good thing for me. β
"Look, I thought that Mr. Mo should be able to deal with it, and I just happened to meet it, so I mentioned this matter." Wei Rong responded very lightly, his attitude did not change, and he was calm from the beginning to the moment, just like his name.
"It seems that Mr. Wei is very concerned about Moh." Mo Zhengyan tightened his eyes.
Wei Rong said, "It's better to say that I pay attention to Longyuan." β
"If it's for Longyuan, why would Mr. Wei accept the invitation to be here today." Mo Zhengyan's eyes lit up, "It's just for tea, so you don't have to pick a day like this." β
This person's eyebrows and eyes are smiling, but the bottom of his eyes is not half a point, Wei Rong took a look, and it was really clear that this Mo family's young man was a means, "I know that Mr. Mo is busy, in fact, I don't want to disturb." It's just that today's incident has something to do with Mr. Mo, so it's okay, so I'll talk to Mr. Mo by the way. β
It was just talking and laughing, Mo Zhengyan was silent, but Wei Rong clapped his hands, and with two "pop ----" sounds, the waiter waiting on the side pushed open the door.
Not long after, Qi Jian and He Sangsang saw a black-clothed assistant coming in the corridor with two men who looked very embarrassed. The two men kept their heads down all the way, as if they were in a hurry, so they couldn't see clearly.
The three of them entered the box, and a few people also entered, seeing this, Qi Jian and He Sangsang also came to Mo Zhengyan and stood behind.
When I landed, the room was crowded.
Wei Rong sat quietly and said to the few people beside him, "It's not that I want to see Mr. Mo, but now that I see it, if you have anything to say, just say it yourself." β
Everyone was unmoved, only the two embarrassed men, trembling and taking two steps forward.
But before he could speak, he "pounced" on the ----, and both knelt down in front of Mo Zhengyan.
"Mr. Mo, I'm sorry, it's us who are wrong! We shouldn't have done this, it's our fault that the child is frightened! I beg your forgiveness! The two immediately knelt down in a panic, and their trembling voices were urgent and fierce, as if there were jackals, tigers and leopards chasing after them.
Qi Jian and He Sangsang only knew that these two people were the two troublemakers they were looking for!
In front of them, Mo Zhengyan sat quietly, without saying a word, and the corner of his raised eyes just looked at Wei Rong who was sitting opposite.
Not even a single afterglow swept towards the two reporters.
has also never given a look, and Wei Rong.
Wei Rong said, "How do you speak, don't know how to be polite?" β
Immediately, the subordinate stepped forward, pressed the shoulders of the two reporters, grabbed his hair, pulled his head up, and faced Mo Zhengyan. The frightened and distorted face was completely exposed to the light and in front of everyone.
"I'm sorry! Spare us, please spare us! The two men were terrified as if they were facing death.
The two people at the table only listened to the sound of begging for mercy, but still did not speak, and suddenly, a cold punch went up, and the two men were in pain.
Only then did Wei Rong speak again, "I heard that Mr. Mo is looking for them. β
"The president of the weekly magazine is really good and can get in touch with Mr. Wei. I asked the president to find the person, but he didn't find it here, but let Mr. Wei find it. Mo Zhengyan finally spoke, and the man's voice was gloomy, "I think, how can I not know where to go, it turns out that I am here with President Wei." β
When everything was clear, it turned out that these two reporters were under the command of Wei Rong and were encircled and guarded. No wonder, the people sent out were all in vain.
Wei Rong's thin lips were raised, and there was a solemn look between his eyebrows, "Mr. Mo should be angry, this matter is all because of them, eating the bear's heart and leopard gall, and he shouldn't touch Mr. Mo's son, and he shouldn't move a child." β
"So what the hell does Mr. Wei mean today?" Mo Zhengyan replied and faced him directly.
Wei Rong's eyes said slowly, "They are bold enough to do such a thing. Don't say anything more, admit punishment is. β
As soon as the words fell, the two men were slammed into an ambush and fell on the table, and the two screamed in pain, trembling with fear, and their pleading voices were stopped.
Subsequently, the tray of silverware was taken out. There were a few sterling silver knives placed on the black velvet, and the subordinate took them to Wei Rong's side.
Suddenly, Wei Rong shot very quickly, only in a smile, picked up a knife, and threw it into the man's palm, only to hear a muffled scream "Ah----" A sound sounded, the palm of the man's hand was pierced into the tip of the knife, and the blood suddenly flowed out, a scarlet color!
That scene came quickly and urgently, and it happened before people had time to blink, which made Qi Jian, who was a practitioner, awe-inspired.
He Sangsang frowned, this Rong Shao's iron-fisted means are really on par with Mr. Mo!
"These hands took the camera to secretly photograph Ling Gongzi, if you want to waste it, you will keep it, as Mr. Mo wants." Wei Rong's words have been placed on the table, and the person who exercises sovereignty has become Mo Zhengyan.
The wailing man was stuffed with paper balls, and the other person was so frightened that he didn't even dare to make a sound, and the blood was still flowing on the table, and it was also dripping to the ground, Mo Zhengyan, who was not moving at all, he watched all this quietly, "What am I going to do with his hands." β
Mo Zhengyan said softly, "Scrap his hand, can it be said that what happened can be regarded as if it did not happen." β
Obviously, Mo Zhengyan's words have already stated that he will not give up like this.
Wei Rong said, "Then follow Mr. Mo's meaning." β
"Since Mr. Wei can bring people to me today, it is to listen to me." Mo Zhengyan said softly.
Wei Rong smiled, and only bowed his head at him.
At that moment, with Mo Zhengyan's eyes, Qi Jian moved, the table in front of him was overturned, and the teapots and cups were all shattered, but no one cared. Qi Jian flipped the table and fixed it against the wall. This move frightened the two reporters out of direction.
Wei Rong had a slight difference, he stood up, his subordinates moved the chair back, he sat down again, and a cup of new tea was immediately delivered to his hand, "Mr. Mo is casual." β
"You two, which one is running after my son?" Mo Zhengyan asked in a deep voice.
One of the two men shook his head, and the other nodded in fear.
He Sangsang stepped forward, took the person from the hands of others, and pressed him down on the table that was turned up and fixed on the wall, "Stand up, don't move." β
The man's legs were shaking, and he didn't know what was going to happen, but he seemed to have some premonition.
He Sangsang walked to the other person again, grabbed the man's shoulder and let him see it by his companion's side, "Please also stand up." β
Table case, human body, silver knife.
When three things come together, everything becomes even more eerie, and it is filled with a terrifying and heavy atmosphere.
Mo Zhengyan didn't get up in a hurry, his slender fingers lifted the placket of the suit, and he took off the silver-white scarf, and then he rose quietly. Department of Discussion and Coordination.
"Is Mr. Mo a little hot?" Wei Rong asked with a smile, but the joke was very cold.
Mo Zhengyan looked at the two of them, and his reply was even colder, "I'm afraid of blood." β
Wei Rong suddenly froze, and saw him cover his eyes with the handkerchief. In the next second, the silver knife was already in hand.
Mo Zhengyan picked up the knife.
This is simply a terrible scene, at this moment it is not magic, darts are thrown, as long as the slightest deviation will kill people. The man who was pinned to the table was so frightened that his legs trembled. Another man, his hand was wounded, and the blood was still flowing.
The blindfolded eyes, the eyes behind the handkerchief, could not see anything, but the silver knife in his hand was about to fly out, and in an instant someone closed his eyes, and someone screamed in a muffled voice----
Wei Rong lowered his head and tasted tea, and with a bang, the silver knife was inserted into the table and thrust into it fiercely.
This knife missed. But before the flying knife came out, the man who was nailed had already fainted in fright!
The other man was limp like a puddle of mud, unable to say a word, and also fell to the ground.
Mo Zhengyan stood there, and Wei Rong said, "Mr. Mo, it's a pity, it's just a knife, and people can't help but faint." β
The handkerchief was taken off, Mo Zhengyan didn't look at it, he said in a deep voice, "These two people, I just think they are dead, from today on, I don't want to see them in Hong Kong City, let alone appear in front of me again!" β
"Mr. Mo, please rest assured, they are dead." Wei Rong replied.
"This is only one time, not the next one!" Mo Zhengyan never looked back, let alone glanced at the two who fell to the ground, only dropped this sentence and stepped out of the box. Qi Jian and He Sangsang immediately followed and left.
In the box, Wei Rong ordered, "Wake them up for me." β
The cold water brought from them splashed them in the winter, and the person who was awakened by freezing woke up, and the man who was in a coma first woke up, but the whole person was still confused, but he found that there was no Mo and his party in the box, only Wei Rong was seen, and the man crawled and walked to his feet, and excitedly grabbed him, "Cousin......
"Cousin, you want to save me, you must save me! Mo's people, Mo Da Shao, he will kill me! The man cried.
Wei Rong lowered his head, his gentle face was condensed at the moment, "Your cousin, until today." Get out of Port City and do it yourself. β
"Cousin! Don't leave me alone, I'm your nephew! The man kept pleading.
"If it weren't for the acquaintance of your father and my mother, I wouldn't have taken care of you. From now on, don't come to me again for anything. Wei Rong said indifferently, the teacup in his hand was finally put down, and with a slight drop, this incident seemed to come to an end.
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Some things are not official matters, so it is not reasonable to go to the Captain's company. In the afternoon, Song Qiyue arrived at a place.
That quiet boulevard is home to a gallery.
That gallery, from the outside, looks very simple, creeper crawled half of it this year, revealing a literary atmosphere that seems to invade the whole store. When you get closer, you can see the huge antique glass windows, and even the patterns are complicated carvings. In the distance, you can see the huge picture in the window. Hidden by the draped tassel curtains, you can faintly see the messy placement of mannequins.
Many of the artist's galleries are set up in this way.
"This young lady, do you have any preferences, I can give you some help." The clerk greeted her very warmly.
Song Qiyue smiled, "Then let's talk about this painting." β
"The painting in this painting is a black swan, and the painting technique used is very fine, you look here......" The clerk actively introduced it, describing everything about this painting in detail, and Song Qiyue also listened to it.
Song Qiyue didn't know much about painting, but she just noticed that the symbol on this painting belonged to the mark that was drawn.
Song Qiyue asked, "Why is there only one black swan here?" β
"That's because ......," the clerk was about to explain, when a male voice sounded behind her, "because black swans are monogamous, one dies, and the other will never be a pair again for life." β
The warm male voice sounded, and the clerk turned around, "Boss! This young lady came to see the painting......"
"She's not here to see the paintings." Wei Rong responded, he looked at Song Qiyue and said, "She is here to wait for someone." β
"Boss Wei, you're finally here." Song Qiyue smiled.
The clerk saw that this was the case, and he was waiting for the boss, so he hurriedly went to the side.
Wei Rong stepped forward, and Song Qiyue said, "This painting is good." β
"Where's the good? Is it because of the black swan? Wei Rong smiled, "The woman seems to have a preference for these affectionate animals. β
Song Qiyue shook his head, and pointed his finger to one place in the painting, "This painting is good here." β
Wei Rong saw that it was the character of the painting, and it was the letter "J".
The two walked around the gallery, and Song Qiyue said, "Rong Shao, I thank you for your help this time." β
"I promised that guy to help you." Wei Rong replied, "It's just the second time, and you still have one last chance." β
"This last chance, it seems that I have to take advantage of it." Song Qiyue smiled.
Wei Rong said again, "However, I also have selfish intentions in this matter. β
"What to say." Song Qiyue asked.
Wei Rong stopped in front of a portrait and said, "Those two reporters, one of them is my cousin. β
Suddenly, as if they all understood again, Song Qiyue raised his eyebrows and said, "Rong Shao, then you have earned this second chance." β
"I just met Mr. Mo." Wei Rong mentioned Mo Zhengyan again, and Song Qiyue was not surprised by this, "You don't seem to be surprised at all." β
Song Qiyue said, "I can find you, let alone him." β
"You don't want to know, what happened?"
"I just want to know what the outcome is."
Wei Rong told her, "They won't be in front of you again." β
"That's fine." Song Qiyue said, "I'm not a person to kill everything. β
"I thought that was the great young man." Wei Rong mentioned Mo Zhengyan again, "Pressed the person on the table and played a game of masked flying knives." Before the knife could be struck, the man was already frightened and fainted. If I had a heart attack, I'm afraid I'd be in the hospital by now. β
"It seems that the person did not go to the hospital and did not have a heart attack." Song Qiyue only grasped this key point.
Wei Rong said, "At the end, he said four words, not an example. β
Song Qiyue froze, and Wei Rong said, "He should have guessed what everything was going on, but he didn't say it." β
If it weren't for speculation, how could there be such a game, but even if it was speculation, there were really few people who were so bold.
"His acting skills, if you want to say second, no one is first." Song Qiyue looked at the painting, and the scenes he said seemed to appear in front of him. After a while, he said softly, "No matter what, Rong Shao, thank you." β
"You're welcome, remember there's only one chance to read;." Wei Rong reminded again, and when he turned around, he said, "After you go back, please tell Mr. Nie not to continue to investigate." β
Song Qiyue nodded, and said as he walked through the corridor, "I bought the painting of the black swan just now." β
"This is my last painting here, and it's a lot of money."
"That's right, I just like out-of-print items."
The clerk immediately wrapped up the painting, and then handed it to Song Qiyue and saw her off.
Wei Rong stood in front of the window and watched Song Qiyue's departure, but he remembered the meeting between Fang Cai and Mo Zhengyan, and everything was still condensed. This is the second time Wei Rong has dealt with this Mr. Mo, and it is really thrilling.
The Mo family is big and young, and it really deserves its reputation.
Suddenly, a phone rang, Wei Rong answered, and it was a subordinate on the other end, "Rong Shao, they were intercepted when they were just sent to the dock, and they were beaten up badly......"
"Who's from that side?" Wei Rong asked.
"It's Mr. Nie from Longyuan!"
Nie Xun.
Wei Rong's gaze fell on the afternoon sunshine on the ground, these two men, one thoughtful and the other yellow finch behind, but they were equally ruthless.
Such a woman, sandwiched between these two women, what kind of position and what kind of ending?
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After returning from Wei Rong's place, Song Qiyue told Nie Xun that the matter was over. For Song Qiyue, as long as the media doesn't bother Shaoyu, then everything else doesn't matter to him.
"I see." Nie Xun also agreed, he was just curious, "Do you know what the origin of this Mr. Wei is." β
"It looks like it's amazing." As soon as Song Qiyue heard his words, he also knew that he had already investigated.
Nie Xun said, "How did you meet him?" β
"I don't know him." Song Qiyue replied, Nie Xun frowned, "Then how can he help you?" β
"Because I did his friend a favor reads;." Song Qiyue replied simply, "This is a matter of the past, in short, this time." β
Nie Xun didn't ask anymore, and when he saw that she was leaving, he asked again, "You just came back, where are you going?" β
"Go to school."
"It's not like Shaoyu didn't go to school today."
"I'm just going to check it out."
The way to the school was already familiar, but today she was at a loss, because Shaoyu didn't come to the school, and she wouldn't see him, but she still went. Teacher Ru saw her and came to answer, but she was also suspicious.
"I'll take a look," Song Qiyue explained with a smile, "I think of the day when Shaoyu left, it seems that he forgot a crayon." β
Crayon? Teacher Ru went with her, and then went to the reception room, Song Qiyue squatted down, rummaged on the ground, and finally found the crayon, "I was in a hurry yesterday, I forgot about it, come and get it today." β
When Teacher Ru saw this scene, she suddenly felt moved, looked at Song Qiyue and shouted, "Shaoyu's mother." β
Song Qiyue stopped, "What? β
"There's a lot of news lately, a lot of news about you......" Teacher Ru seemed to want to mention it, but he felt that it was inappropriate, so he said it intermittently, and he was even more apologetic, "Sorry, I'm not here to inquire about anything, I'm just ......"
"It's fine." Song Qiyue took her words, "I've also seen those reports, do you want to ask me something?" β
"No......" Teacher Ru denied, she frowned and said softly, "I just want to say, I don't believe what those reports say, you are a good mother!" β
"I know that the matter of those two reporters has caused a lot of harm to both of you." Teacher Ru plucked up his courage, "Shao Yu is still young, although he listened, but I believe he just couldn't accept it for a while." He likes you so much, he likes his mother so much, where can he really hate you. β
"So, so don't be sad!" Teacher Ru said seriously.
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