"Put your guns away and don't go off."

Mo Qingsen looked at Ou Fei, really afraid that he would knock himself out of a few holes.

Ou Fei showed off and took out the unloaded magazine, "Don't worry, boss, I'm very reliable." ”

Seeing the boss sitting on the sofa with a sad brow, Ou Fei was a pi. Sitting next to him, he put his arm around the boss's shoulders, "Xiao Mo, this kind of thing has to be done sooner rather than later." ”

Mo Qingsen directly twisted his arm and grabbed him, "You're crazy now." ”

"No, no, no, it's not the boss, I don't want to see you nervous and comfort you."

Mo Qingsen let go of Ou Fei and leaned on the backrest, "I'm thinking, the signed contract is just a piece of paper, if they bite the bullet, they won't transfer the shares......"

The boss was confident just now, and after calming down, he no longer exists.

Ou Fei also put down the gun in his hand and bowed his head in contemplation.

Mo Qingsen is now more worried about the sinister and cunning villain, who does not play cards according to common sense and breaks the contract. Even if he sues the court, then he will try to drag down the magic capital and exchange one for one.

"Oufei, go to the consulate."

Anyway, there are still twenty days before returning to China, and the boss of the investment bank is fighting with the devil, and Mo Qingsen will accompany him to the end.

hurriedly took the contract they had just signed, and the two of them went out of the villa one after the other, deliberately taking a taxi.

took a taxi, all thanks to Mo Qingsen, who had just fired a shot out of the window in the car, and also fired a real bullet.

Ou Fei said anything this time, he didn't want to drive that car to swagger through the city, the boss and his sister-in-law made a big fuss on the eighth floor, and they retreated, he didn't want to be invited into the bureau to drink a pot because the boss played with guns.

On the second floor of the villa, Su Lili fell asleep on vacation, lying on the quilt and sending messages to the "old ones".

In the conference hall of the consulate, all the media have been seated in an orderly manner.

Behind the main table of the press conference, sat the head of the empire's diplomacy with country X, as well as a few diplomatic spokespersons from country X.

An hour ago, the good news that Modu successfully terminated the contract with the investment bank and obtained the freedom of management rights was systematically made public from behind this table.

Invited media people sat at the bottom of the press conference, asking questions about what the public was most eager to know, but no one could answer.

Diplomats of the two countries are also not very good at financial issues.

Other reporters who were not invited also came in droves and stationed outside the consulate.

In this way, the three circles on the left and the three layers on the right enveloped the entire consulate, forming an airtight human wall, and there were several first-line reports from TV and online media in the venue.

Everyone is waiting for the parties to appear.

The lawyer who helped the magic capital make up his mind took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, it had already been an hour since the appointed time, and Mo Qingsen and his party had not seen him, so he couldn't help but be a little anxious.

Another ten minutes passed.

A handsome man in a black trench coat walked from the back of the press conference. The slender hand slightly saluted all the reporters present, saluting the face of country X, and the other hand was in the pocket.

The face is delicate, and it looks like it's only about twenty-five.

He walked straight to the press conference stage, followed by a young man of about twenty-four, slightly shorter.

The two shook hands with the diplomats of the two countries in turn, and finally sat in the middle position.

The reporters suddenly realized that these were the two young people from the empire, who could fight wits and courage with the power of capital, and successfully terminated the contract with the world's No. 1 old man.

The sound of the shutter resounded throughout the venue, and the reporters outside the hall heard the voices inside, not to be outdone.

After the shutter calmed down, Mo Qingsen slowly spoke.

Ou Fei and Mo Qingsen had the script, as long as he heard a few key words of the boss, he probably knew what to say, so he repeated it to the imperial media present in Chinese, "The magic capital is officially ready to buy back, the venture capital shares of the Merchant Bank of Country X and the original listed shares." ”

Mo Qingsen nodded to Ou Fei and continued, Ou Fei translated.

"We are very happy with the result and will definitely visit George if we have the chance. Samuel's home. Since then, Modu will no longer have any cooperation with the investment bank. ”

The four words of the visit were reread word by word by Mo Qingsen and Ou Fei, as if they were deliberately emphasized, but the reporters present did not realize the deep meaning of this word.

Several media outlets broadcast it instantly, and there are media that can broadcast it on a loop, and there is always one that can broadcast the word to the ears of investment bank bosses.

After making the report, Mo Qingsen answered a few questions raised by the reporters below, but out of his protection, the consulate leaders quickly interrupted the press conference and escorted Mo Qingsen out the back door.

There were also reporters chasing and intercepting them, carrying cameras and holding mobile phones, constantly capturing their movements.

Ou Fei pushed the reporter outside the door, stepped on the bricks piled up in the corner, jumped on the roof of the first floor of the consulate, turned around and stretched out his hand to pull the boss up.

Mo Qingsen took the hand handed over, held the wall with one hand, and kicked his left foot directly, and stood on the roof.

The reporters below have followed suit.

The two went straight from the roof to the side of the consulate, followed the wall next to it, and jumped onto a hidden path.

Ou Fei crouched in the corner, paused for a moment, to make sure that there were no reporters behind him.

Mo Qingsen left first along the path.

After a while, the left side of the path is full of villas, and on the right is the unrenovated Lake Park. Mo Qingsen slowed down, tried not to make a sound, and approached a villa.

He pricked up his ears, and the sound of footsteps gradually appeared behind him, staggering and uncertain temptation.

"Old... Top dog? ”

Mo Qingsen grabbed the poked head, clamped it under his armpit, took out the gun that his left hand had been holding in his pocket, and pressed it on his temple.

The man under his armpits was frightened, and quickly raised his hands, "Boss, it's me!" Your cute little Feifei! ”

"Shhhh

Mo Qingsen originally wanted to have fun, but when he heard Ou Fei say something "cute little Feifei"? Then it strengthened the force of strangling him.

Seeing that his face was flushed, and he didn't dare to make a sound, Mo Qingsen let go of his neck.

"Has the investment bank released its shares?"

Mo Qingsen touched the gun in his hand, stared at the villa in front of him without squinting, and asked Ou Fei.

"Brother Mu has been waiting for a transaction, but the investment bank has not moved."

Ou Fei replied.

"You haven't lost the goods, have you?" , Mo Qingsen nodded, it seemed that he still underestimated the boss's resistance to pressure.

Ou Fei knew what the boss was referring to, and looked around to make sure that there was no one, so he patted the magazine in his pocket.

"Hand it to me, and you go and guard the door."

He skillfully pushed the magazine into the gun and loaded it, Mo Qingsen quickly walked to the opposite side of the villa, nodded and looked at Ou Fei.

Ou Fei fumbled for the condiments he brought before going out, and walked to the door of the villa, he tiptoed, trying not to make any noise, and observed the situation in the house.

Seeing that there were only children and an old man in the room, sitting on the sofa reading toddler comics.

Ou Fei gestured "action" to the boss with his right hand, and then knocked on the door of the villa with his left hand.

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City C.

Mu Wentao waited for Mo Shao's news all night, and with a few people from relevant departments, he fell asleep alternately and took turns guarding the screen.

Although it was two o'clock in the morning, Mo Qingsen's success still made netizens cheer, excited as if they were celebrating the New Year.

But only the people of the magic capital know that if they don't officially return the shares, these words and contracts are empty promises.

If Mo Qingsen loses, it will also damage his reputation.