What if Ma Qi's forehead doesn't agree to this forced buying and selling?

The bosses didn't know what kind of perverted thing Nangong Mo would do.

Isn't it like the legend that people were thrown into the sea to feed sharks?

Everyone held their breath and waited for this terrible man.

Then I heard Nangong Mo lazily and lazily, and raised his lips and said, "I'm very reasonable." Rest assured, on my boat, I will not let you feed the fish on the high seas. ”

The bosses breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the next second.

Nangong Mo's tone changed: "However, if you don't drink this glass of wine, you think this woman is too ugly and can't persuade you to drink, and it's a waste to keep it." ”

He picked up the fruit knife in the fruit bowl and played with it casually: "I can't persuade you to drink, so there's no point in keeping this arm." ”

The model who was about to persuade him to drink with a wine glass trembled so much that he almost couldn't get to his knees.

She almost staggered to her knees in front of Ma Qi's forehead: "Ma, Mr. Ma, please, drink, drink this bar!" ”

The innocent and pitiful face of the woman is covered with tears, and even a hard-hearted man can't help it.

Seeing a woman like a flower and jade being cut off an arm because of herself, a normal man really can't do it.

What's more, Nangong Mo paid a lot of money for this transaction.

He didn't let Ma Qi suffer a loss, and the digging contract on the table was priced at 300 million!

It's just a little painter who has just become popular.

Ma Qi's forehead was closed, and the battle between heaven and man was in his mind!

Just when Nangong Mo's knife was already on the female model's shoulder, he opened his eyes suddenly, and raised his hand to stop it with a sweaty head: "Fourth master!" Wait, I'll drink! ”

He took the glass and drank it down.

The female model who cried so much that the pear blossoms brought rain loosened her hand, and the whole person collapsed to the ground in collapse.

Fang Yumei, who was not far away, was frightened throughout the whole process, and she no longer dared to be jealous of the female model, she only felt that her work of pouring tea and water was quite good.

It's terrible to be with you like a tiger!

Nangong Mo watched with satisfaction as Ma Qi'er drank the wine, and pointed to the contract on the table: "Sign." ”

Ma Qi's forehead was crying and his face was sad, and he looked honest: "Fourth master, listen to me, I can sign, but ...... I'm afraid it's useless for me to sign. Light shirts are the same as Deep Shadows, they are now platinum gods, can they transfer their scripts to you, the power is in their own hands, so ......"

"So you're kidding me?" Nangong Mo's face turned cold instantly.

The knife in his hand seemed to be piercing Ma Qi's skull in the next second!

Ma Qi continued to explain weakly under pressure: "No, no, fourth master, there is a more difficult problem that is that the light shirt left a phone, but it is not that I can get through if I want to, but she can only answer it when she is willing to take it, so even if I want to do something for you, to persuade her to transfer the script to you and paint specifically for you, I can't find her." Why don't I give you her phone number and you contact you personally? If you can convince her, we penguins will definitely not dare to stop her from jumping ship! ”

Nangong Mo's face cleared a little.

got the number, and sure enough, Ma Qi'e didn't lie, and the phone was never answered.

Nangong Mo threw the number to his subordinates to track down.

Ma Qi's forehead is a little weak.

What he gave to Nangong Mo was the zombie phone number left by Assashi when he registered on the Penguin website, not the phone number that Assanji later communicated with him.

He still has a little stubbornness in his heart, and he doesn't want to give this little ancestor to others.

was worried about whether his little trick would be seen through by the fourth master and thrown to feed the sharks, when he found that Nangong Mo's attention was no longer on him at all.

A pair of blue eyes, staring at the screen on the phone, not for a moment!

This...... What is this perverted boss looking at?